"I'll keep it in mind." She might not be able to take full advantage of it while trying to track someone, but she can definitely keep it in mind. "And I'll resist the bears only because you asked."
Moving should happen, though, and so finally she takes a step backward, and then another. "Have a good day, Adelaide."
And with that and a nod, she sways her way into a turn.
Moving should happen, though, and so finally she takes a step backward, and then another. "Have a good day, Adelaide."
And with that and a nod, she sways her way into a turn.
"Seeing as he helped me tear the legs off of a demon the size of a small fortress I'd be surprised if no one else saw. We were not exactly subtle." And she is not keeping Bruce's secret for him. He owes her.
He owes her more than she knows how to call in- far too angry still to consider much of anything. "I am going to have Dorian vet anyone new I might decide to befriend. His judgement seems relatively sound."
He owes her more than she knows how to call in- far too angry still to consider much of anything. "I am going to have Dorian vet anyone new I might decide to befriend. His judgement seems relatively sound."
Is Bruce completely revealed, then? Not just the mage part? Tearing off the legs of a demon seems rather... intensive. He hesitates, also wondering if not saying more is lying by omission at this point. Finally he shakes his head.
"I can't tell if you know or not from what you're saying, but there's another secret there too. I'm not... I'm not sworn to secrecy on it, I didn't give my word not to tell, but I ask you not to ask me what it is, please. I'm only mentioning it because at this point I fear not saying as much counts as deceit and I don't want to break my promise to you."
"I can't tell if you know or not from what you're saying, but there's another secret there too. I'm not... I'm not sworn to secrecy on it, I didn't give my word not to tell, but I ask you not to ask me what it is, please. I'm only mentioning it because at this point I fear not saying as much counts as deceit and I don't want to break my promise to you."
"Then you are in great luck- I am out of fucks to give on him for the moment. Whatever it is? I do not want to know. The less I think about him, the less I think about that whole-" She flicks her fingers in a vague gesture. "Thing. The better."
She doesn't want to remember the taste of the air or the sounds of the demons. The memorial stone with her name, the way the Nightmare laughed overhead. The Black City hovering in the distance... "I want to put it behind me."
She doesn't want to remember the taste of the air or the sounds of the demons. The memorial stone with her name, the way the Nightmare laughed overhead. The Black City hovering in the distance... "I want to put it behind me."
He breathes out in clear relief, though there will be another reckoning to come later, when people realize he knew about another abomination and didn't speak up. For now, he's been as honest with Adelaide as she's asked him to be, and that can wait for another day.
"Understood. ...Is there anything you would like to think or talk about? Other than the fact that we seem to be low on embrium for some reason."
"Understood. ...Is there anything you would like to think or talk about? Other than the fact that we seem to be low on embrium for some reason."
"How were the Anderfels?" That seems a safer topic of conversation. Also- tea. Her mug was empty, but moving at the moment? Impossible. "...De-De, could you brew a fresh pot of tea. I would myself but..."
She gestures to Remi, sleeping oh so sweetly in her lap, curled around the end of her braid. "I would hate to wake him."
She gestures to Remi, sleeping oh so sweetly in her lap, curled around the end of her braid. "I would hate to wake him."
...She might share tea, which is even bigger than sharing brandy, and she's just given him an opening to tease her about her cat. A genuine smile spreads across his face as he gets to work.
"You would hate to wake your... students' cat? You seem rather attached. Literally, going by the braid, and figuratively considering how you keep seemingly winding up with him. I think who truly belongs to the cat might be far more interesting than talking about demons and blood magic."
"You would hate to wake your... students' cat? You seem rather attached. Literally, going by the braid, and figuratively considering how you keep seemingly winding up with him. I think who truly belongs to the cat might be far more interesting than talking about demons and blood magic."
"You know where the jar of honey is, yes?" And how she takes it. There's a moments hesitation, the weight of choice hanging in the air for quite some time. What Nathaniel said sticks to her. What Pel says about Anders needing people-
It is complicated. It will never not be complicated. But she's lost something in Bruce that she...never truly had in the first place. "And where the second mug is."
A branch. An offer.
"His name-" She says, sniffing imperiously. "Is Remi. And Roul was supposed to come collect him earlier but is preoccupied with his newest lesson plan, so I am minding him a little while longer."
It is complicated. It will never not be complicated. But she's lost something in Bruce that she...never truly had in the first place. "And where the second mug is."
A branch. An offer.
"His name-" She says, sniffing imperiously. "Is Remi. And Roul was supposed to come collect him earlier but is preoccupied with his newest lesson plan, so I am minding him a little while longer."
The second mug. It's been so long, but he most definitely still knows where that is, along with the honey, and both get set out as the water heats. He's not going to risk the haste spell when it comes to boiling water. He doesn't even want to rush it.
"Remi. That sounds properly Orlesian. Suitable for a LeBlanc. Was it Roul who named him... or you?" If Anders looks a little smug, who could blame him?
"Remi. That sounds properly Orlesian. Suitable for a LeBlanc. Was it Roul who named him... or you?" If Anders looks a little smug, who could blame him?
"Roul was going to name him Bonbon." Which is ridiculous. That is not what one names a cat. "The others had similarly foolish ideas, none of them could agree and there was a great deal of arguing. I stepped in to save the peace."
Nevermind that she's gently petting his ears, lips curled in a soft smile. "He sleeps on my bed with me more often than not. Climbs there if he is with one of the others at night."
Nevermind that she's gently petting his ears, lips curled in a soft smile. "He sleeps on my bed with me more often than not. Climbs there if he is with one of the others at night."
"So you named him. He plays with your braid. He sleeps in your bed most of the time, leaving others behind. You're the one that took him in." The tea is set to steep as he lines up his points.
"Are you still saying that he's not your cat? That you don't need a special belt pouch just for your... bonbon?"
"Are you still saying that he's not your cat? That you don't need a special belt pouch just for your... bonbon?"
"He is not my cat." She arches a brow at Anders. "I am minding him. He spends most of the day with Roul on his shoulder."
Or that had been the plan. Now more and more Remi finds his way to her lap while she is working, her desk while she is taking notes, her bed when she is reading. But he is not he cat. That is a foolish idea.
Or that had been the plan. Now more and more Remi finds his way to her lap while she is working, her desk while she is taking notes, her bed when she is reading. But he is not he cat. That is a foolish idea.
"Surely he's not big enough to carry Roul on his shoulder yet."
He pours the tea now, and fixes it with care before bringing both cups over and setting them down and taking a seat. It's been... months. Actual months since they've had tea, and while he'd known he missed it, he hadn't realized quite how much he'd missed it until now.
"Every time I see him, I see him with you. Does Remi know that he's Roul's cat?"
He pours the tea now, and fixes it with care before bringing both cups over and setting them down and taking a seat. It's been... months. Actual months since they've had tea, and while he'd known he missed it, he hadn't realized quite how much he'd missed it until now.
"Every time I see him, I see him with you. Does Remi know that he's Roul's cat?"
"He's helped me a lot. Let me know if there's anything I can do."
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eviscerates
2016-06-03 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Captain, I have an update for you. It's really a huge deal, actually, you might need to be sitting down.
( It could sound serious, except something is giving her away. )
It's raining. I know, I'm shocked, personally.
( It could sound serious, except something is giving her away. )
It's raining. I know, I'm shocked, personally.
Red?
[ Oh no, what's she found? Adelaide's halfway to calling for a horse when...
ah. ]
...Red you are...in danger of getting a cold if you do not take the time to dry your socks over a coal brazier before putting them on again in the morning.
[ Oh no, what's she found? Adelaide's halfway to calling for a horse when...
ah. ]
...Red you are...in danger of getting a cold if you do not take the time to dry your socks over a coal brazier before putting them on again in the morning.
"Help them finish if doing this gets me killed." She's not joking, it is a risk. "Roul knows where to find my notes."
Adelaide. O, Captain. ( My Captain. Which is a poem not known here, and so she does not continue, unless the wonders of Walt Whitman have crossed the Fade. )
I'm wolfing out, mostly. Shockingly wild animals are pretty good at handling the elements. Come with a built in fur coat, and everything.
I'm wolfing out, mostly. Shockingly wild animals are pretty good at handling the elements. Come with a built in fur coat, and everything.
As long as that fur coat remains dry when you're resting and you aren't eating anything you shouldn't. [ That being anything infected, truly. ] Have you been keeping to the walkways? Wandering through the water is...not recommended.
i feel obligated to point out that a bumpy right could be amazing or terrible innuendo
eviscerates
2016-06-03 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't worry, I'm eating plenty of leafy greens and taking all my vitamins.
( Hang on. She huffs out a breath, shaking her head at herself. ) Those are supplements, like a health-- nevermind. I was being obnoxious.
( Anyway: ) Mostly. I've had a couple of instances where wrestling the wildlife was unavoidable.
( But there is a pause, there, and her tone becomes more serious. She's not especially concerned about having torn into corpses with her teeth, but-- ) What happened here? Did-- did everyone here die?
( Hang on. She huffs out a breath, shaking her head at herself. ) Those are supplements, like a health-- nevermind. I was being obnoxious.
( Anyway: ) Mostly. I've had a couple of instances where wrestling the wildlife was unavoidable.
( But there is a pause, there, and her tone becomes more serious. She's not especially concerned about having torn into corpses with her teeth, but-- ) What happened here? Did-- did everyone here die?
"Anders." She snorts, wry and faintly fond, not moving so far forward as to hit him for that for fear of waking Remi. The tea is- made how she likes it. He's remembered and for a few moments it is as it was before. Two spirit healers and a pot of tea, despairing at the world.
She's missed it more than she'd like to admit.
"...I think so? Yes. He does. He's only ever with me for half the day."
She's missed it more than she'd like to admit.
"...I think so? Yes. He does. He's only ever with me for half the day."
I thought as much. [ And yet, she sounds wryly amused more than anything else. ]
The Inquisition evacuated as many of those that lived in the mire as possible- with the plauge and the undead? It wasn't safe for them. Having established a solid presence and made some strides in curing the plague- some have filtered back to the first small towns near the only tavern there but...there is a long way to go.
Those undead have been so for a long while, Red.
The Inquisition evacuated as many of those that lived in the mire as possible- with the plauge and the undead? It wasn't safe for them. Having established a solid presence and made some strides in curing the plague- some have filtered back to the first small towns near the only tavern there but...there is a long way to go.
Those undead have been so for a long while, Red.
Yeah. No, I-- I get it, I do.
( Doesn't make it easier to process. ) I mean, I've-- when Snow was on the run and Regina was out of her mind and ruling the kingdom, she did some awful things. I mean, wiped out entire villages that helped Snow types of bad. She was--
( A monster, her mind supplies, and there's part of her that feels bad even though Regina hurt them all so badly, because she has tried so hard to change, has made sacrifices. Regina's human in a way Red never will be. )
Point is, you kind of think there's a point when maybe you've seen enough to be prepared, you know? ( And an exhale. ) That's not really relevant. And probably makes no sense out of context. Sorry.
( Doesn't make it easier to process. ) I mean, I've-- when Snow was on the run and Regina was out of her mind and ruling the kingdom, she did some awful things. I mean, wiped out entire villages that helped Snow types of bad. She was--
( A monster, her mind supplies, and there's part of her that feels bad even though Regina hurt them all so badly, because she has tried so hard to change, has made sacrifices. Regina's human in a way Red never will be. )
Point is, you kind of think there's a point when maybe you've seen enough to be prepared, you know? ( And an exhale. ) That's not really relevant. And probably makes no sense out of context. Sorry.
A tyrant.
[ Of some manner or another. It sounded-
It sounded much like wiping out Circles simply for existing, for following the procedures given to them. ]
As far as I am aware, those that haunt the bogs are merely the collection of dead throughout the years. It is only recent strangeness with the rifts and fade that have brought them to life.
[ Of some manner or another. It sounded-
It sounded much like wiping out Circles simply for existing, for following the procedures given to them. ]
As far as I am aware, those that haunt the bogs are merely the collection of dead throughout the years. It is only recent strangeness with the rifts and fade that have brought them to life.
Yeah. ( Uneasy, that. ) She's different, now.
( It sounds awkward and stilted even to her own ears. Regina's different; no longer being a murderer doesn't mean she isn't an ass. )
Right. Got it. Cuddly bog friends are not recently dead.
( Still doesn't sit right, but she's pragmatic enough not to make a fuss. With a deliberate effort to inject brightness into her tone, )
So, any exciting gossip from Skyhold? ( Which is to say, how are you?)
( It sounds awkward and stilted even to her own ears. Regina's different; no longer being a murderer doesn't mean she isn't an ass. )
Right. Got it. Cuddly bog friends are not recently dead.
( Still doesn't sit right, but she's pragmatic enough not to make a fuss. With a deliberate effort to inject brightness into her tone, )
So, any exciting gossip from Skyhold? ( Which is to say, how are you?)
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