let's get deep

[champions]

FORM: crystal
SENDER: Marisol Candelas Ximena Odalys Esmeralda Hierro Asturias de la Nieve Vivas
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: a question
WHEN: whenev
WHERE: Kirkwall (Hightown, probably)
NOTES: don't hate her because she's beautiful

You know, I feel it has been too long since I have had a chance to speak with many of you. That is the way when we are all working so much, no? The coming and going makes it so easy to work with people and never truly know them.

( Imagine her, if you will, reclined on a fainting couch, a glass of port lightly held in one hand, a cigarillo balanced between the fingers of the other, and wearing something appropriately luxurious. )

So, I am wondering, what does responsibility mean to you? More what you consider your responsibilities, than the offerings of a dictionary. Understanding one another is key, I hear.

Comments

is there another way to imagine her

[wythersake]

Not 'working too much', then?

wrong ways, probably

[champions]

( A laugh, melodic. It might be a silly way to describe a laugh, but somehow it works for her. Because she's rich, probably. )

We could suppose that is irresponsible, surely. Working to the point where you become ineffective?

[wythersake]

That presupposes effectiveness.

[ it is melodic. the worst. ]

Though it has been too long — I hope you don't overtax yourself for the Inquisition's sake.

[indissection]

[ Well, well. That's a voice she hasn't heard in a little while. ]

I find responsibility to be quite the complicated thing.

[champions]

( Oh, hello. She smiles. )

If you thought it to be simple that might be cause for concern.

[indissection]

I'd hate to be the one to give you reason to be concerned, my lady. [ And, contrary to how she has spoken to others, she says the title quite fondly. ] I consider it to be a choice. Who do you choose to be responsible to? Yourself, or to others?

[bouchonne]

Responsibility...I think of darkspawn.

[champions]

Oh? Do you find them to be very responsible? Praise the Maker, someone is.

[bouchonne]

Hm? Oh, I couldn't say. Never met one.

[chainlightning]

Remembering - and, if the knowledge has been lost, finding it again.

[champions]

That is a great burden and privilege. What is the nature of the knowledge you seek?

[chainlightning]

The history of the elves - even the things that we would rather not remember. It's our history, and it should be told, so that we can learn from it.

[untiltheyarent]

Continuing your duties even if they have lost their joy, or their meaning. [Ennui party, folks] For the sake of something greater than yourself.

[champions]

Certainly. What are these duties you are bound to?

[untiltheyarent]

Currently, those of cleaning a wealthy man's house.

[in_death_sacrifice]

Responsibility is everything. You owe it to your allies, and you owe it to yourself, to carry out those responsibilities.

[champions]

And what do you believe your specific responsibilities? These things that you must carry out.

[in_death_sacrifice]

My duties as a Grey Warden, first and foremost. I swore myself to the order, and I will carry out all orders they ask of me. Additionally, I must do whatever I can to protect anyone who's important to me. And.... I also have a responsibility to my family name... I think it's important that you leave behind an honorable legacy.

[foxsays]

Accountability, unasked for, unwanted, by anyone and everyone but still tossed in your lap like yesterday's fish guts. A state of blame.

[As if everyone doesn't have the same number of fingers curled into their own palms leaving welts.]

[champions]

I am very lucky to have limited experience with fish guts being thrown anywhere near my person.

( She pauses for a moment; Araceli sounds rather grimmer than usual. ) Do you think of all responsibility this way?

[foxsays]

Fish guts wash off and well, they're only fish. [They could be worse.

Fish guts don't work their way under your skin. Still she takes a breath, doesn't chew her lip.] It all has a way of turning out that way in the end even if you've asked for it. You can't control everyone about you and how that colours what you're doing.

[sclavus]

What vows I make to others myself. Nothing more.

[ society can bite him. he's responsible for what he decides he's responsible for. ]

[champions]

You consider yourself a man of your word, then?

[thunderproof]

❰ oh, hey, this'll be funny. no one will believe her or care, least of all marisol. ❱

In Toril I was fighting against the return of a terrible god of undeath. It was my sole responsibility to stop him, or kill him if I couldn't. No one took me seriously and everyone mocked me for being young and foolish, but responsibility isn't there to make you feel fuzzy. I could do something, so I had to.

[champions]

( Marisol is quiet as she takes that in, weighs up the words and tries to take it apart to ensure her understanding.

Curiously: )

How would you stop a god, short of killing it?