{ OPEN } May there always be angels to watch over you

[aceso]

WHO: Christine Delacroix and OPEN!
WHAT: She's getting used to being a Spirit Healer and having a friend on the other side.
WHEN: any time after Drakonis 17th until month's end.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Christine has a spirit of Faith in communication with her. It will be observing the world around her and asking her questions. If your character is having a crisis of faith, doubts, etc. Faith may nudge Christine towards your character to see if she can be of help, but she won't know what exactly is the matter without your character telling her. Also, Faith will just be really curious in general. Have your character dance a jig, lose at cards, mend a shirt, whatever, and Faith will be wanting to know more.

{ anywhere }
When she thinks back on it, Christine knows that the reason the spirit of Faith approached her in the Fade is because Christine had visited the chapel before her test, trying to erase her doubts. But it was having doubt that caught Faith's attention and cemented their relationship. It's hard for a perfectionist like her to admit that there are times when she isn't sure of herself because it's admitting to weakness. Yet already Faith is changing her perceptions. There can be no faith without doubt. If Christine was perfect in every way, she wouldn't need a spirit to help with her ability to heal. Faith is needed, because doubt is inevitable. Questioning things, missteps, complications -- Faith is drawn to it all, and as Christine sticks to her daily routine around Skyhold, she often feels the gentle nudge of her spirit companion against her mind, sending her towards a person.

Of course, Faith doesn't always use words and simply say why it's guiding Christine towards a person. Is it because they no longer believe in the Maker, or because Faith wants to know what they're doing with that rope, tankard, and a duck?

{ kitchens }
With the soiree over, Christine can head back into the kitchens to practice her cooking once more without Skyhold's cooking staff at their wit's end trying to get all the food prepared in time. Some days she makes bread, others she makes pie. Others still it's something completely different, but if anyone comes in looking for a snack, she invites them to be her taste tester.

{ healers' tents }
Just because she's now a Spirit Healer doesn't mean Christine is going to request the help of Faith for every little scrape and cut. The point is to use the spirit's power for much more complicated wounds, to save the healer's mana. So there are no glowing blue eyes to be found as Christine sees to patients. When the rifters arrive, she's available to use healing magic to lessen the ache in their hands until they get used to the shard, and is happy to fill them in on the world they've been dropped into. For anyone else, she's there to heal them with magic or bandages; whichever they'd prefer.

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[aceso]

Christine is still learning what all this feels like: having a spirit watching from across the partition between the physical world and the Fade. There are so many questions as Faith becomes acquainted with things and now has someone to explain it instead of no answers. But as with Sam, when Faith senses another spirit close by, it nudges Christine to alert her and then retreats, allowing her to sense it herself.

The feeling brushes up against her mind and Christine stops organized a chest of supplies, sitting back on her heels. She processes this and then turns around, looking at the people gathered by. There aren't many, and some are further away. This feels close. Kallian sends a patient away and Christine's eyes follow them. No, not them. Her eyes focus in on Kallian and suddenly she knows. This spirit is strong like Faith, but doesn't feel like Faith. It must be Hope.

Now that they're alone, Christine gets up and approaches her.

"Kallian?" she asks, though there is a more loaded question there in what she doesn't say. This is the first day in Kallian's presence since Christine obtained the help of Faith. And now she can see clearer.

[kallian_endris]

The elf draws a ragged breath at her name, and her hands are shaking, but she offers up a small smile.

"Yes, Miss Christine? Is there something I can help you with?"

She's not dumb. Nor is Christine. But she can't. She can't say it out loud. She can't answer that question unless she has to. Her life has depended on that for too long now.

[aceso]

Christine is momentarily confused at this situation. There is absolutely a spirit of Hope here, but Kallian is not a mage. Or is she? Could she be?

"I... feel something else here," she begins, her curiosity needing to be satisfied. "Is this something you don't speak of?"

[kallian_endris]

The elf hangs her head, and, eyes focused on the ground, she mutely shakes it.

"I don't. Not unless I have to," she says softly. "You... you can feel her now?"

[aceso]

"Yes." And she smiles faintly. "You call her the feminine? I was not sure how to think of mine. I was staying with 'it' for now, until something stood out to me one way or the other."

But enough about her.

"I take it you hid this from the Templars, and you did not set out for this path? She came to you, instead of you searching for her?"