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002 - The Stargazing Meme

Vega, Altair and Deneb, The Summer Triangle and the Milky way

the stargazing meme

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prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?
ten → deep space normal stargazing isn't that much fun. you got a telescope!

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[Nightfury? Before she can ask exactly what a Nightfury is, her eyes follow to where he's pointing.

Landing. Good idea.

Tooth swoops down into the clearing after him, incandescent wings fanned out to slow her descent. She doesn't exactly touch ground but instead hovers a few inches above the earth.]

There, that's better! [No more yelling against the wind, at least.]

[Megamind? That was a... fitting name.]

I did say Tooth! It's also short for Tooth Fairy.

[Yeah, she just said that totally casually.]

[ ~~Guys read them sometimes! To up their style! --- or look at girls.~~ Misa would be very insulted that it had never occurred to him. Why wouldn't it? She is so cute and charming. Her mommy said, that she had what it takes to become a star. She only needed a "break." Not that she knew what that means.

She flips her hair proudly. This was sure to impress him, right? This was not many kids their age can do. ]

Misa is a model.

[WELL, HE'S... getting used to her signs of affection? As proof, he gives her a hug after the little kiss. Partly to hide his lightly flushed face.] I hope so, too. And I hope your million wishes come true, too.

[There's a laugh from her. It really wasn't a million wishes. Just a couple, maybe ten at the most. And mostly silly things. Because despite it all, she was a lot like Jack in the respect that at this moment-- well, she was happy with how her life was.

She just needed a new bow.]

I didn't make that many.

Hawke's hand held Anders' own as the man began to sink back into the grass, not willing to let go of it so easily. He moved back as well, laying down next to the mage and bringing one arm up to rest behind his head. The hand holding Anders' slowly released, moving just a bit to rest against his friend's wrist. A bit more subtle this way, maintaining that contact he desired.

"Let me try to remember it..." Hawke said with a smile, turning his head a bit to look over at Anders before looking at the sky again. "As I'm sure you know, mabari hounds were originally created by a Tevinter magister... But they weren't the first mage-made animal. The first was a bird with stunning red feathers and eyes that shone like rubies. He was a remarkable thing with a beautiful voice, the envy of many. The magister fed him lyrium, which made his feathers glow even brighter... But at quite the price. The glow of lyrium would excite the bird, making him fly about and chirp eagerly each time his master would come to feed him. Seeing as his pet was growing greedy, the magister decided he would no longer give his bird such a thing until it learned to behave itself properly."

Hawke glanced over to Anders, hoping his friend was still paying attention. He wasn't nearly as great a story-teller as Varric but he was trying his best. He only hoped he wouldn't bore his companion.

"Of course, that only served to backfire. Being deprived of his precious lyrium, the bird began to eat anything that sparkled, anything that glistened. Jewels, coins, precious metals - he started to hoard them all in his cage, devouring each item one by one. When night fell, he flew up into the sky and gobbled up every last star, until the sky had turned black. The heat from the stars burned the bird's feathers, making them as black as coals. Knowing he'd misbehaved, the bird chose to conceal himself, not willing to return to his master, not when he could hide so well amongst the night."

He shifted a bit, settling in a bit more, allowing for his hand to idly stroke the back of Anders'.

"It was by the light of the next full moon where the bird met his fate. A hunter had found himself lost in the woods and with no stars to guide him, he'd been wandering for weeks on end trying to find his way. In a tree, he spotted that bird and thinking it was little more than a crow, he shot it through the heart, in hopes of making a meal of it. Well, with a belly still full of stars, the bird's body burst open and the stars all spilled out back into the sky. Injured and sulking, the bird ended up making its way back home to a very angry master. As punishment for its misdeeds, every evening the crow was made to fly to the stars, to make certain they were all remaining lit so that the sky never be darkened ever again. A few times a year though, he gets greedy - he begins to eat those stars again but the wandering hunter is always quick to shoot him down once more."

Wait! One more!

[She turns in his hold, eyeing the showers once again-- A deep breath--]

Make people stop tellin' us t'get t'gether!

[She says as they're wrapped up in each others arms.

Whatever, either way it's more of a joke than anything. Meant to fluster him and make him feel more relaxed all at once.]

Yes! I agree with that! [He turns to the meteor shower, shouting to the stars as if they'll listen.] I wish people would stop trying to get us to date!

Fear of guys in dresses? Listen, Dr. Stiletto has that covered.

Or that we like each other!

[guys....

you realize you're saying all this out loud.]

Or that we make up excuses to kiss!

[They doooooooooon't care.]

Or that we like doin' it!

[ERRRR]

[Turning to you now--]

N-not that I regret kissin' you or somethin'. [DHOASdhio] Or that it was terrible.

[SHE DOESN'T WANT HIM TO BE TRAUMATIZED BY HIS FIRST KISS OMG.]

It's not a dress!

[The throws his hands to the ground, and suddenly the shadows around him shudder and black sand rises, two large horses leaping out of the ground, neighing and kicking their front legs in the air. They settle beside their master, nostrils flaring, their yellow eyes narrowing at the alien.]

Anders supposed he was supposed to be watching the stars as Garrett spoke, but he found himself more interested in watching the other man as he spoke, the way his lips moved as he told the tale, gently shaping words against the night sky. The brush of Garrett's fingers against the back of his palm were a pleasant addition, sending a thrill through him as Hawke spoke.

Truthfully, Anders found himself less enamoured with the story as he was with how the other man told it. Garrett clearly remembered it well, and Anders fleetingly pictured the Hawke family sitting back like this under the night sky while Malcolm regaled them with the tale. He couldn't say how accurately Garrett's version measured up to that, but he enjoyed it more for the little things, how Hawke got into the telling at points, his voice lowering to whisper parts as though they were a secret, rising to emphasise others, and it wasn't just the touch at his hand that sent a shiver through him as the tale drew to a close.

"I don't think I've heard any story told near as well," Anders said after a moment passed. His hand turned under Garrett's interlacing their fingers together boldly. "I think even Varric would agree on that."

[ Oh, two ponies? That's okay. The shout got the attention of all the brainbots helping with stage construction, and that's... hundreds of red eyes, now floating forward, fluttering wildly with color. ]

Totally a dress, man. It's okay. Seriously. Alternative lifestyles go with the gig.

Hawke can't hide the smile that forms across his features, though his keeps his eyes ahead of him and upon the night sky. "That's quite the compliment..." and it really was. Though he doubted Varric would agree. Not enough flourish in his silly tale, nothing to truly write home about. Still, it was nice to be able to share in it with Anders. Exceptionally nice to be close to him as he did so.

"It was one of Bethany's favourite stories..." Hawke let his eyes fall closed, letting out a faint sigh through his nose as bittersweet memories began to return. "My father told it a lot to us for that reason."

[He notices the brain bots approaching and his Nightmares look at them curiously, ears perked forward. Pitch frowns though as three more Nightmares appear behind him, just for good measure.]

Sure. Fine. We'll say it's a dress. [He'll humor him as he glances over his shoulder at the sky.

And guess what? He missed the lunar eclipse.]

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