OTA | a disturbance in the force

[limier]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Coupe
RECIPIENT: All of you
WHAT: Something has to be uP
WHEN: One (1) legitimately good, ordinary day this month when nothing terrible happens to anyone on base
WHERE: Kirkwall
 

[ it might be reading into things a little, maybe, to call her voice tense ]

It is — uncommonly quiet today, no?

I trust that all is well, [ a pause that manages to audibly convey the act of suspicious looming ] Else we would hear of it.

[ is that a threat or a question? ]

Comments

[thorndergod]

So this is unusual for this city? Here I was, thinking that Kirkwall was rather boring.

[inagutterson]

D'you want to borrow a goose for a day?

[tar_minyatur]

Who d'you think I'm working for? [ Elros snorts ] Well, them, and those who can't afford to pay the woodcutters. There are people here in need, milady. Roofs to mend, walls to shore up, nets to bring in. A lot of them don't mind us Rifters [ Like most of YOU seem to, is implied ] provided we can prove we work hard. I know where I'm not wanted - and where I am!

[circleprodigy]

I would certainly hope so...and I never thought I a peaceful day would be a thing of wonder, yet here we are. [It's been a rough start to the year, she's not missing all the chaos.]

Are you well?

not here

[rowancrowned]

[castintoflames]

Well is stretching the truth. (But probably just for him.) Some sound would be pleasing.

[limier]

I said that it was quiet, not that I longed for battle. [ a pause, ] Where are you?

[limier]

Are you doing so with Inquisition funds or supplies, in lieu of your duties, in a manner that would endanger others, or interfere with their work, or otherwise damage our mission?

[limier]

Better than to be taken again by surprise; we've too many of this winter. On ne vit qu'une fois, no?

[ this version of it, at least ]

[limier]

A lion does not disturb the brush it stalks. Is there peace in the kill?

[ but it's said with some wryness — ]

I have been remiss; you are settling well?

[limier]

If you lack for entertainment, the stables require shoveling.

[limier]

[ she's not so irritable she can't recognize its source, or the particular reason inessa's words needle (however unintended) ]

I am well. [ it's a touch too calm to sound anything but a final word on the matter. ] Thank you.

[ private; ]

You've no further trouble of spells?

[mal_adjusted]

...I'm using a wall in the Gallows, but I opened the space to make sure no one was worse the wear from paint fumes?

[inagutterson]

Are you casting [wait should he know that word you know what he'll throw in a big word to sound all fancy] aspersions on my nug shepherd? [Where are his tiny spectacles, Jimothy, fetch them for him.] Dining hall, needed the space for things but I can be other places. Should I be other places?

[utulien_aure]

For the lion? At least a moment's worth.

[But that is why the prey so often travel in packs- so some remain vigilant while the others rest.

It's good to know which the commander is, Fingon supposes]

As well as can be expected. One of my kinsmen here has vanished, and that has caused some consternation among us left behind.

Private

[circleprodigy]

None. The phylactery was destroyed with great ceremony...and a lot of wine. [Dryly; she can still remember the hangover afterward, but it was still worth it.] Ciri might have been even more enthusiastic than myself. Since then...nothing. I suppose the quiet would have me wondering too, but I have been grateful for the recovery period.

[Expecting dangerous spells to hit her at any moment has been stressful beyond belief. The first few days after that battle? Pure sleep, to make up for what she lost.]

[iceblade]

[Snicker.]

As Stablemaster, I'll never say no to another pair of hands.

[degenere]

Never fear. I will set you a loud and noisy trap. For fun.

[overharrowed]

I suppose at this point the line between vigilance and paranoia is becoming a bit... undefined.

[If they're really out to get you, etc.]

I'll be sure to keep an eye out for anything suspicious on your behalf as I fill out this paperwork.

[thorndergod]

I am hardly the one inviting something to go wrong. I am no stranger to shoveling, though, Forces... leader. Do you have a title?

[thorndergod]

I have no objections to honest labor, but I am not certain my abilities are needed there, Stablemaster.

[limier]

How... thoughtful, Monsieur.

But of course, you are a master builder, no? It would be inappropriate for me to accept such an expensive gift. My vows, you see.

[limier]

To make or to hear?

[iceblade]

I wouldn't say that. The view would be pretty inspiring.

[Wink wink.]

[thorndergod]

[There's a pause before what she's saying hits him and he laughs.]

Perhaps I could come down for a short time. I would not want to short the Inquisition of possible inspiration.