Let No Soul Hunger For Justice: Nothing But The Truth

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Adelaide, Alistair, Anders, Bethany, Nathaniel, Varric, Vasran, Velanna
WHAT: The Second Ritual
WHEN: 10th of Bloomingtide (May 10th)
WHERE: half an hour outside of Skyhold
NOTES: Plotting post.

They've kept to the same clearing as the last, because the location's good. Far enough away that no one could stumble upon them by accident, near enough in case something went seriously wrong, it works.

He has scarcely more hope this time than he did the last, but at least there's no singing involved. This can't go as strangely. In theory.

Comments

[doneisdone]

[Teren snorts.]

It strikes me as odd that he wouldn't condemn ...Purrelden even moreso. Cats make it fairly clear who owns whom. [Slavery? Maybe, but Anders isn't the master.]

He sounds like a right drag, that Justice. Can he hear me now?

[justice_is_blond]

[She gets an almost-grin at that comment. Purrelden does own him.]

He can hear everything I hear, see everything I see, and so on when I'm in control. The reverse isn't true and I'm still not sure if that's simply how it works or if it's deliberate.

[doneisdone]

Well that's not fair.

[She leans toward Anders, looking into his eyes, narrowing her own slightly.]

Justice, is it? Seems to me you're a bit of a hypocrite.

[justice_is_blond]

[Anders stiffens, and the smile is gone as quickly as it had come.]

Teren. This could be a poor choice. Call me out as you'd like, but he's not always reasonable, and I don't always have as good control as I'd wish.

[doneisdone]

[As much as she operates by her own rules, Teren knows a sincere protest when she hears it. She leans back again, but for Anders' sake, not to spare Justice.]

Keeping a hold like that on a person is cruel, whether or not you're a spirit.

[She eyes him a moment longer, then looks back to her sewing, beginning to pick it up again.]

I say good riddance to him, as quickly as you can manage it.

[justice_is_blond]

[After a moment he relaxes again and looks down.]

That's what the rituals are about. Trying to send him home to the Fade and free me. He'll be better off there, too. This world is no place for black and white, and that's what Justice sees in.

[doneisdone]

No room for that whatsoever.

[Teren pauses to gave Anders a light, almost comforting pat on the arm, then goes back to her darning.]

If I can be of any assistance, you know where to find me. Nasty business, this.

[justice_is_blond]

[The pat isn't something he'd expected. Honestly, he's not sure what he had expected, but there's something about living here, among these Wardens, that makes him feel similar to how he had the first time he'd been a Warden, before the Templars had begun their harassment.]

Thank you.

[His voice is quiet.]

I don't know if this will work, but we're trying. What happens if none of them are effective I don't know. I appreciate the offer, though. And I'll keep it in mind.