Let No Soul Hunger For Justice: Once Upon A Dream

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, Adelaide, Nathaniel, Bethany, Shale, Samouel, Terra, Twisted Fate
WHAT: A merry little jaunt through the Fade.
WHEN: Bloomingwhatsit 15
WHERE: Half an hour outside of Skyhold
NOTES: Plotting post here

Maybe if this one fails too he can pin it on the location. Not that any of them will buy that, but hey, it's the same spot as the others. Maybe the veil's weird here. It was weird in Kirkwall.

And maybe he's just looking for excuses that aren't Justice when he already knows what the likely flaw is.

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[iknowlove]

Everyone here is so... strong, so practiced and confident in their art that Terra has to wonder what she's doing among them. Well, no, she knows, but she doesn't feel good enough, not nearly up to par. But she's going to try her hardest.

She sits straight-backed, absently toying with her fingers, and the sudden voice makes her jump a little. She really hadn't been paying attention, had she? Her eyes lift and nerves strike her again as she looks at him, his image occasionally flickering in her vision. "No. No, I suppose there isn't, is there? I'm--" Terra pauses and tilts her head thoughtfully. "Usually they come to me. I've never had to the opportunity to go to them."

[justice_is_blond]

"That's why you're invaluable to this." She's nervous, and the fact that he's a little tense can't be helping. Anders makes an effort to breathe and be comforting; it's important. "That they come to you, that you're familiar. If we're to find the... Hah. If you all are to find the divide between me and him, you'll need that familiarity while I sit there and don't actually help with anything at all."

That's another thing that has him tense. He likes helping. He doesn't know what to do when he isn't. Sitting around waiting for others to help him is nearly unbearable.

[iknowlove]

That makes her smile, at least. She glances down at her hands in her lap and bites down on her bottom lip, hesitating for a moment. Terra knows who he is, knows the general opinion of the man and his actions, but-- well. Maybe he should hear something a little good from a stranger.

She lifts her eyes again and lets out a quiet breath. "You've done your helping. It's only fair that we do something in turn. I..." Another pause as she tries to find the right words. "I wouldn't be free, if it weren't for you. The rebellions brought rescuers. I'd still be trapped without them."

[justice_is_blond]

He blinks, and then despite all that's going on today, he gives her a small smile. "I'm glad. Terra, yes? We should have been free all along, but now the hard part comes. Staying free. Working to be seen as equals by people who would rather shove us back into captivity because they feel more comfortable like that."

Anders takes a seat next to her. "We can do it, though." It's being a quiet revolutionary that he misses.

[iknowlove]

She nods slightly as he sits next to her and her eyes shift to the side to look at him. That thank you has been coming for a while, and she was glad that she finally had the chance to tell him. "You're right. Already the winds are changing..."

Terra finally turns in her seat toward him and looks up. "I can understand, why you want to separate from him." Her smile turns a little wry and she tilts her head. "It's hard never having a moment to yourself."

[justice_is_blond]

"Now to hold the course." It's a sailing term. He thinks. He might have gotten it wrong; he'd never gotten his chance to sail off, after all, but the point still stands. They need to keep with that wind, help it along, and see their way to full freedom and equality.

Anders tilts his head as he looks back at her. "Do they bother you constantly? Is there no way to... stop them, or ask for a break? Spirit healer is far different from what you do, from the little I know. Very little. I'm interested in anything you'd like to tell me about it."

[iknowlove]

Terra bites the inside of her cheek as she thinks on it. It's always been... an adventure, trying to explain what it's like to people. She toys with her fingers again as she furrows her brows, thinking on it. "It's like... I'm in a room that looks empty, but it's actually quite crowded. I hear... talking, snippets of conversations. Occasionally someone breaks away from the crowd to come talk to me. Sometimes it's just to pass along a message, other times they follow me for a while. But they're always there."

Her lips purse together slightly and she lets out a breath. "It's worse, in places where there's a deep history. Denser crowds."

[justice_is_blond]

"...The plague, illness, a few weeks back. Was it somewhat like that?" To have that all the time would get exhausting indeed. Anders gets tired with just one spirit, but at the same time, it's not like Justice has any distractions. They only have each other in his head, and Justice is... confined, in a way. It's not the first time that thought's occurred to Anders. There's simply been nothing he can do about it.

[iknowlove]

"Ah, from what I've heard from people... yes, I think so. It didn't really change anything for me." She pulls her ponytail over her shoulder and absently toys with the ends, biting down on her bottom lip. Her eyes close and she tilts her head slightly, as though listening to a conversation in the distance. She finally shakes her head and snaps back out of it, looking toward him again. "I'm glad, to be able to help with this. I've been feeling a little useless here."

[justice_is_blond]

"There's not a great deal known about spirits. You could do research, speak with the few of us who have a lot of experience with them, speak with the spirits yourself, and take notes. It could be invaluable. Right now, while the Chantry isn't focused on limiting mages or research, is the perfect time to put our interests to use."

They can get so far away from the Chantry, get to a point where it would be impossible to start cracking down on truth and knowledge... The Chantry will still try. Its power rests in control. But the more that's out there, the more that will survive.