002.

[periastron]

FORM: Crystal & extra.
SENDER: Simon, Bronach, Alex
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Fulfilling their assignment for a medical survey
WHEN: pre-strike
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: If you feel so inclined, please fill in the survey over here; Please note that this survey is totally optional both ICly and OOCly, and is an expanded version of a survey requested by Commander Coupe. All comments are screened, and responses will be used for an ic report issued to the Forces division. ICly the information will be kept centralised and confidential, with the intention of it being accessed only by treating medical personnel. (If you are able to do this by April 25th for the sake of us submitting the report by the end of the month that would be really appreciated.)

G’day, it’s Alex… again. Sorry mates, I promise you’ll be liberated from my dulcet tones as soon as I can manage to feel tired of my own voice.

( So, never being her very cocky and extremely self-deprecating implication. At the same time, yes. )

We got an assignment needs completing, but to get that done we need to get a survey done, so that requires plaguin’ you lot for some information about health and doctorin’.

[And kind of ignoring all those words she doesn't understand at all--] If you're concerned about who can read it, it won't be something nailed to a board where anyone can get hold of it. But so the healers know not to give you a thing you hate or can't have when you were stupid enough to land in their laps.

[Look she has so much faith in you people.]

Your bedside manner is inspirin’.

( Barely audible, muttered, and… not as hypocritical as it seems. Maybe. )

But she’s right, medical shit is confidential, this is just to help make sure the Inquisition treats you right and in accordance with your wishes and all that. We’ll be using it to make a report for Commander Coupe, but beyond that it’ll be for medical personnel only.

All right, that’s--let’s not--get in our own way here, shall we. [That’s certainly helping.] If you’d feel better speaking to an Andrastian about all this, or just...a native, and you don’t mind it being a templar, that’s what I’m here for. [Simon doesn’t really get why all the preoccupation with fancy things like “privacy” and “confidentiality,” but if it gets them answers.]

And if you want we got paper copies you can fill in, or if you’d rather chat it out and none of us are people you’d be comfortable talkin’ with, we’ll grab someone else for you and figure it out. So uh— any questions, let us know.

Comments

[faithlikeaseed]

[...Huh. Well. That's not something he'd had cause to consider but now that he has...] That's so? S'pose that'll be good to have in mind when we've gotten rid of Corypheus and children are more of a possibility.

Anything else from that same--ah--authority?

[elegiaque]

I can't think having a child before it's removed is wise, regardless, but.

( it's a subject she's discussed at some length. )

Solas is a part of that project, I believe. If he isn't, I can't think why not.

[faithlikeaseed]

Nor can I--but in the event we don't find a way to remove them-- [He could see how shardbearers of a certain mindset might still want to have children and damn the consequences.]

--That he is, though I confess I've not had much occasion to speak to him. [Except the once, sort of indirectly, and not about rifts, the Veil, or shards.] I'd gotten the impression he's not the sort to submit to much focused questioning.

[elegiaque]

( gwenaëlle, mercifully, spares everyone her commentary on those people. )

Is the only way you ever speak to people best described as something they 'submit' to?

( SOUNDS FAKE. )

Because I've not had any trouble speaking with Solas, as a friend. I can't imagine 'as a colleague' is all that dissimilar.

tfw you realize after that last tag that the two characters have actually talked more than, *whoops*

[faithlikeaseed]

[He laughs, softly.] Only when it's questions. I've been told before I ask too many.

[Not that he's much ashamed of that.]

But you've a point.

sweeps aside facts

[elegiaque]

Well, knowing the problem is half the battle. I know it's going to be an immense challenge for you, particularly, but I recommend just trying not to be an arsehole.

( it's funny because he's like, the nicest person she knows. )

nOTHING IS REAL

[faithlikeaseed]

[Somewhere, he's putting a hand against his chest.] If it's for the good of Research and the Inquisition, I'll find a way not to sharpen my tongue on his hide--a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

[elegiaque]

( she briefly entertains alluding to solas's love of sweet cakes, but he did get a little bit bent out of joint about the combined efforts of herself and thranduil to fatten him up, so—

tuck that one back under the hat for another time. )

You're so noble, Shivana.

( obligatory fluttery sigh. she might not actually be much of an ingenue, but she knows how it's done. )

Be interested and interesting, that's my advice. It almost always works for me.