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Cassandra Pentaghast ([personal profile] seeking_truth) wrote2015-12-18 10:19 pm

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She storms out of the interrogation chamber in a towering fury, paying little attention to anyone who might happen to be in her way.

"Blast you, Varric Tethras, you and your tale of the Champion!"

Cassandra stalks the length of the hallway and slams the door open.

"Leliana. It is no use. We must--"

She's two steps into the bar before she realizes that it's not where she expected to be.

As the door swings shut behind her, one hand goes to her sword.
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2015-12-20 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Liranan yips, tail wagging now that some of the tension has broken. They are on a first name basis! That is good!

"I'm almost certain of it, in fact. We may also want something to wet our throats while we talk, and -- maybe food? I don't know if it was near a mealtime when you came in."

She'll move in the direction of the nearby table, looking at Cassandra with one raised eyebrow before unslinging her staff from her back and resting it by her chair. Liranan makes himself comfortable at her side, sitting upright and proud. Though he will wait for Cassandra to sit before choosing a side at which to settle -- left or right.

(Just in case.)
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2015-12-24 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Time travels in a straight line here, thank the Maker. But from our world to this -- the seasons don't even line up, sometimes. Most times?"

She shakes her head a little.

"Anyway. Food, then. Please don't be alarmed by the rats. They're very kind. And clean."

Ysalwen would wave down a waitrat, but she'll let Liranan signal, instead.

Everyone trusts a mabari.
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2015-12-24 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
One of them arrives after Liranan's interrogatory yip, skittering up to the table and chittering inquiringly.


Ysalwen places an order, one full of significant quantities of food for herself and Liranan, and with probably enough left over for Cassandra. Just in case.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like for yourself, or is what I ordered sufficient?"
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2015-12-27 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
The rat chitters again, then scampers away.

Liranan settle at Ysalwen's left, head resting on his paws. For now.

"You can get anything you like here, for what it's worth. There's a tab board, and I tend to pay as I go. It's -- I don't like debts. So."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2016-01-04 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a flicker of dryness to her voice as she says, "I do try."

But it passes.

"First is that almost no worlds that lead her are much like our own. No Fade, no Blight, no -- no a lot of things. No qunari, probably no dwarves, but dragons and humans and elves, yes."

She doesn't laugh.

"And stranger things, besides. You'll -- well. Most people feel out of their depth a lot, particularly at first. I'd recommend trying to make friends."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2016-01-04 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"I haven't been to one yet, not -- "

Maybe someday.

"But many of the people who come here don't believe in magic. Or don't live in a world that has it, or don't live in a world that they know has it. It's -- interesting. Some of these places have science, instead. There are giant robots in the garage, if you ever want to look. Bigger than dragons."
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[personal profile] freedom_is_grey 2016-01-05 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not as if Ysalwen can't guess its presence, or something like it. Because Seeker.

Her smile is a little crooked.

"One of those magic-less worlds has giant monsters coming across from another world through a breach in the ocean."

Just saying.

"It's -- different. Not necessarily better."