faderift | Take me to the water's edge [open]

WHO: Rey and YOU
WHAT: Stuff Rey is doing for the month of Harvestmere
WHEN: ~whenever~
WHERE: Skyhold
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i. riverside

Rey can be found often standing on the river bank, a little ways away from the camp, where she thinks no one will see her. Even after her lessons have concluded for the day with Obi-Wan she'll come here to keep practising, picking rocks up from the riverbank using nothing but the Force, then throwing them out into the water.

Sometimes she sees if she can find the same rock and pull it back, other times she'll try to angle a smooth stone, perfect for skipping, just to see if she can skip it with her will alone. And sometimes she'll get frustrated with that and just actually physically skip stones, something she learned to do in the water troughs at the edge of Niima outpost when she was young.

ii. tower

Sleeping in the barracks was something that Rey wasn't quite comfortable with, too many bodies, too many people she doesn't know well enough to trust letting her guard down around. So for a while she'd taken to sleeping in nooks and crannies around the castle, wherever she could tuck herself to avoid getting trampled on or spotted. Finally she found herself a room that looked unoccupied, possibly due to the massive hole in the wall facing the valley. Rey is however something of an expert in patching up sad hovels into something liveable. She hung a heavy wool blanket across the hole, and added some nails she acquired to pin it into place when night fell and the wind blew.

Anyone who happens into the tower her room is located in, whether looking for her or not, may find her with tools spread out on the floor as she attempts to install a locking mechanism into the door. She doesn't own much, certainly nothing anyone would want to steal, but a lock will make her feel more at ease at night.

iii. hot springs

Rey can count on one hand the number of times she's used a bath with actual water. On Jakku every drop was precious and needed more for hydration than the luxury of cleaning oneself. Sonic showers were the norm, and even those had been fairly infrequent. She'd had a real shower before leaving to try and track Luke Skywalker down, it had felt bizarre to waste water in such a way.

Standing looking at the hot springs now, she still feels that way. All the same she needs to get clean, and she knows this is the best option, the other being the freezing river. She's getting better at tolerating the cold, but she does still have her limits. This isn't her first time here, but she's still unaccustomed to the concept, so it's late at night when she's less likely to run into someone else. With a little puttering she puts her things aside, before making her way into the water, letting out a sigh as the heat seeps into her skin. It's the closest she's gotten to the Jakku heat since arriving in Thedas, and strange as it is, it's not unwelcome.

After soaking it in for a few moments she sets to the task of letting her hair down, wanting to be in and out in as short amount of time as absolutely possible.

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Korrin's own room isn't too far away, notable by the blue seashell painted on the door. It's a fair guess that the small room was likewise in terrible repair when she and Araceli first claimed it; that was the point, taking something they were pretty sure no one else would want. Nobles wouldn't want holes in the roof or walls, or a room in the mountains without a working fireplace, after all. But bit by bit, they made it livable. She's just a little too selfish to go live in the barracks when she can snuggle in privacy with her kadan.

Upon exiting and searching the nearby area, Korrin comes to a stop when she realizes that the empty room in that nearby tower is empty no longer. The girl is instantly familiar, though it's been a while since they last spoke. Korrin can't forget a person with her own lightsaber, after all. The tall, horned woman pauses by the entrance, noting the tools on the floor with interest. "Want an extra pair of hands? I'm not needed anywhere, at the moment."

Rey is by nature wary of anyone who offers her their help. Before she met Finn, the last people who had offered their help had stolen a space ship that would have been worth a profound amount of rations after helping her fix it up for months. She's been burned, badly. Still, there isn't much for Korrin to gain here by offering which briefly makes Rey wonder why she's offering at all. Letting out a breath Rey shifts a little, tilting her head back so she can look up at the tall horned woman.

"You know anything about installing locks in doors? I've honestly never worked with anything this old before." Or well, the lock was new. Something she'd purchased while in Orlais. But the technology? Old.

A wary demeanor or response isn't anything new to Korrin. As a 'Qunari' and a mage, she gets plenty of suspicion just based on those two factors. It's not fun to be judged like that, of course, but if she made a scene every time that happened, she likely wouldn't have time for anything else.

Glancing down to the lock, she raises an eyebrow. "Looks new to me. But yeah, Araceli and I did the same for ours. Not that anyone would really have wanted our crappy room at first, but we had planned to fix it up, so things could have changed. She's better at it than I am, but I remember what goes where, more or less." If nothing else, she can hold things in place for Rey.

At least Rey isn't wary of Korrin for her appearance or magical ability. She'd be just as wary as a regular vanilla human. Possibly warier, because vanilla humans have stabbed her in the back more than aliens.

She smiles a little at Korrin's answer, nodding her head.

"Then if you don't mind helping, I won't tell you to leave. I've got a rough idea of what I'm doing here, but I'd rather not ruin the door."

That's probably why Korrin likes hanging out with rifters as much as she does. They have their own baggage, sure, but that particular brand of Thedosian bigotry is absent. And if there's anyone else who knows what it's like to be thought of as a demon or potential demon, it's them.

Korrin nods, crouching and looking over the tools. "Yeah, that'd defeat the purpose of it. You won't, though. I'll hold it in place, so you just have to concentrate on screwing it in from that side. I'll get the other." She looks over the tools, mentally picking out which ones she'd claim for this but as they're Rey's set, the rifter woman gets to take the lead.

"Sounds like a plan," Rey replies, before shifting into work mode, picking up a screwdriver from the tools laid out on the floor. She moves to pick the plate for the lock up, before pausing.

"I don't think we introduced ourselves the last time we spoke," She'd been a little obstinate about the Obi-Wan thing. "I'm Rey."

Realizing that now as well, Korrin's smile is apologetic. Her grandmother would never let her hear the end of it, if she'd known about such a slip in manners. "I'm Korrin, of the Valo-Kas mercenary company, though the only one with the Inquisition at this time. I've been here since the beginning, when the Conclave blew up and we had that giant green tear in the sky raining down demons on us."

Rey's eyebrows raised at that, tilting her head slightly.

"That was before rifters started falling through the rifts, wasn't it? I haven't spoken with many who have been here that whole time. It's... honestly this is all still a little hard to wrap my head around." And she'd been here a few months now. It was often she woke up and thought she was still on Jakku.

"You might want to talk to my lady love sometime, then. Her name is Araceli, and she was among the very first group of rifters to arrive, almost a year ago. When the rift them cast them out along with the demons--well, it was a huge damn shock for everyone. She'd never seen demons before, but I stepped in before they could overwhelm her." A small smile curves her lips, remembering that encounter well. How could she not?

"But yeah, at first the rifts only spewed demons, not people. Mages are used to encountering them, but in the Fade, not like that."

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"I saw the demons," Rey replies, pressing her lips together as she starts to line the plate up on the door, making sure it's straight in the effortless sort of way that displays the fact that while she's never done this particular task before, she's done many similar ones that make her a natural.

"I'd never seen them before, either. Plenty of other strange things that have wanted to kill me, though." She'd tried to warn them off, at first. In her experience if you'd proven you were bigger and badder than something flesh and blood, it would back down. She'd been fortunate the Outsider had had her back on that one.

Noting Rey's muscle memory, Korrin doubts she needs much help at all, but will still do her part and hold things together until they can be screwed in properly. "Oh, yeah? What's the strangest thing you ever fought, before then?" Now that she thinks about it, that should be on her list of questions to ask all rifters. The Vashoth woman loves battle stories, especially ones that are odd in some way, shape or form.

"Um," Rey pauses for a moment, both considering the question and shifting her position slightly so she can secure the next screw. "Rathtars. Massive creature with tentacles and a giant mouth filled with teeth." She makes a bit of a face at the screw as she works.

"Didn't really fight them though, just ran from them. A friend was shipping them for some reason, no idea why." Though Han hadn't been a friend at the time, he'd quickly become one. Calling him that doesn't feel quite right either, but it'll suffice, for the moment.

Korrin wrinkles her nose and shakes her head at that, having seen enough massive creatures that she can venture a mental image. "Sounds lovely. And some people will do anything if the money's right, though shipping something likely to eat you sounds like a recipe for disaster. Even if it was sedated...well, a lot can still go wrong with that."

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