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FORM: crystal
SENDER: Marisol & Finch
RECIPIENT: everyone
WHAT:

WHEN: during the mission to Ferelden
WHERE: somewhere, Ferelden
NOTES: sorry, Finch.

Oh, colleagues, friends. Esteemed Inquisition members and orbiting loiterers. I have a question for you; a matter of function and form.

And napkins.

And delicate masculinity, imperiled by investment in attire. Finch and I have been discussing a deeply controversial topic, one that I fear may chill you all to the core. This could be what strengthens the Inquisition and brings us together as an effective force to defeat the evils of this world, or could see us forever divided and scattered to the winds of uncertainty.

( Aghast: ) It’s not del — how’s it delicate not wanting to sew a bib on half your chest? Can’t be the Banns actually dress like this. Not dribbling on themselves. They’ve got, I don’t know, servants for that.

(She sounds concerned. )

Have you been recently dribbled on?

( Not that concerned, though. ) Moving on— ruffles, Inquisition. Serah Finch asserts that there is never time or place for tasteful ruffles, which I must add, do not resemble bibs.

I washed it! That’s the point!

( Dribbling. )

Look. You’re all — ( Insane? But you can’t say that out loud. ) — Worldly, how long do you reckon we’ve got before someone catches their fancy sleeves on fire?

( Quietly, ) I think perhaps you missed a spot, there’s a little something—

( And perhaps it is possible to imagine her leaning over to (pretend to?) wipe something off his face. )

( The scuffling thump of someone toppling abruptly off a horse. )

Material properly fashioned - whether in ruffles or drapery or whatever fine form it may take - is not an inherent fire hazard. Competence and poise are key.

( Helpfully, ) And they might cushion your fall, sometimes. A thought for next time.

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I think it is always worth experimenting. They are not for all, and in some cases can be horrific, but some can carry them off beautifully, and tastefully applied? Divine.

No, she doesn't have ruffles. It's mostly the big hat.

[ hilarious. ]

[ Six is... Baffled. ]

Are big hats and ruffles so common here?

It's — [ a foreigner. oh. slightly guiltily: ] — No, the Divine, she's a person. The Maker's chosen. Probably you shouldn't wear her hat.

I see. [ At least she sounds like she's taking it well. ] So I will not be required to purchase one.

Dunno if you even could. Probably they're made special — don't think it'd go too well faking one, neither.

I do not think it is worth the risks. I have no desire to offend anyone in this world.

Don't think anyone can manage that. But long as you've got the right intentions, reckon that's what matters.

( Imagine her just covering Finch's mouth and simultaneously twisting him to the side )

The right intentions mean little when coupled with offensive fashions. Please feel free to consult with me for guidance.

[ it's probably a good thing finch's mouth is muffled right now, because no one needs to hear what he's currently trying to say about marisol's intentions ]

... What is an 'offensive' fashion?

[ All she wears is armour... ]

Offensive in terms of faux pas that might create tension with those you might have dealings with, or simply those which are an affront to the eye.

Then I should be acceptable.

If ever you should have concerns I would be more than happy to offer guidance.

( And even if she doesn't have concerns, to be honest )

I will only be concerned if there comes a time my armour is not appropriate.

Probably can't wear it swimming.

[ #helping ]

I do not often swim, but I will take it under advisement.