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WHO: Josephine Montilyet and YOU
WHAT: Catch-all log for August.
WHEN: Latter half of August.
WHERE: Skyhold
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WHAT: Catch-all log for August.
WHEN: Latter half of August.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: There's a couple of prompts but feel free to PM/ping me @
1. THE AMBASSADOR'S OFFICE
The stack of papers on Josephine's desk has grown even larger in the past few weeks, but that does not deter her from methodically ploughing through the pile. Most of the time, she is still keeping her office door open, partly for any inquiries members of the Inquisition might have, but mostly because it feels less lonely that way.
2. GARDENS
While Josephine might not have much time to smell the roses as it were, it does not stop her from spending what little free time she does have in Skyhold's main gardens. It is a change of routine for the Ambassador, who had previously taken to strolling across the battlements when she had fancied a breath of fresh air.
While the Skyhold gardens may not have quite as many roses as Josephine would like, there is, in fact, a larger array of plants than she had expected and they seem to be thriving.
"I did not expect much of anything to grow here," she murmurs as she enjoys the beauty of the scene around her.
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"...the plants, that is," she stammers after a pause, "the things that grow here. They were here when you first arrived, but lying dormant and waiting to be coaxed back to life. All they needed was a little nudge." She gestures with her hands, a light pushing motion, then lowers them to her sides again with a more bashful smile. "Welcome back. The flowers have missed you."
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"It is good that they have you."
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Pursing her lips a bit anxiously, she takes a few steps toward the ambassador and extends the rose to her. "Here," she says shyly, "it matches you."
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"I am flattered, truly. But I meant what I said. Perhaps all they need is light and air and care and water, but I feel that if I were to tend to my own gardens, I would get the quantities all wrong."
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"...um, but I'm... I'm sure I couldn't do what you do," she quickly stalls, "which is much more important."
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"Ah," she falters, "well. Thank you." She's gone bright red, and has already started backing away. "...I won't keep you, but it was nice to see you again."
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