OTA | don't hurt me no more

[matchymatchy]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: yo
RECIPIENT: yall
WHAT: match game set
WHEN: now-ish
WHERE: kirkwall
NOTES: n/a

Inquisition,

I understand there has been a temporary disruption in your administration, [ a light clap ] No matter! We'll muddle through it together.

Ottoline Gardet-Lorier — you may call me Otto — of Tantervale, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you by more than reputation. I'll be summering in Kirkwall this year and lending you my services, that we might find the diplomat inside each of us.

[ ayyy ]

Let's begin! Tell me: What is love?

On a related topic, I must speak immediately with those Rifter elves present.

Comments

[matchymatchy]

Not terribly much, I'm afraid — I'm certain she's a credit unto herself, but I'm rather more interested in those faces the world hasn't seen. When should we arrange your portrait for?

[earthbones]

Why would you want a portrait of my face? You haven't even seen my face.

[What if she doesn't have a face what is this?]

[matchymatchy]

That's precisely the point, dear. Easier to sympathize with someone known to you, isn't it? Or at least someone you can see won't drip flaming ichor on the carpets.

[earthbones]

Easier to look at a painting, then know exactly what face belongs to the back you'll be sticking the knife in.

[matchymatchy]

I hardly intend to paint your spine.

[ pleasantly, as though she’s completely missed the point. because what is the point when no one has to look farther than a hand before they start stabbing. ]

[earthbones]

It's an interesting one, you'd get to see the dragon scars. Not many folk have seen that.

[Look she read you part of a sexy poem and she's a Bosmer, it's better to strip off and have a sexy back painting than a dubious face painting where she'd look, quite frankly, murderous.]