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lionheartedman ([personal profile] lionheartedman) wrote in [community profile] faderift2016-07-08 04:01 pm

Cullen's July catch-all

WHO: Cullen, Puppy, and you
WHAT: working, bathing, walking, playing, traveling, politicing (ugh), wandering around Orlais feeling out of place
WHEN: spanning the month 1-15 in Skyhold, 16-20 traveling, 21-31 in Orlais
WHERE: various locations - the hot springs, Cullen's office, and walking the battlements and courtyards in Skyhold - the Inquisition foothold and anywhere someone convinces him to show his face in Orlais

NOTES: Since this log covers two very different locations, and because there are travel times associated with getting to and from these places, please make sure you tell me what day you want your thread on as well as where.

If none of the options provided work for you, you are free to come up with something on your own. I'm also willing to make custom starters, if asked. Just let me know.

Threadjacking is fine, negative CR is fine. Basically everything is fine.


HOT SPRINGS (Skyhold)
evening
Cullen tends to go bathing at odd hours. It's half practicality and half availability. In the middle of the night, scouts and messengers have stopped arriving, and he doesn't feel as guilty about taking time for himself. He's also less likely to run into anyone else, which is good for him for two reasons now. First, because it is nice to have a little slice of time with no expectations to rise to. Second, now that puppy is in his life, everywhere he goes he has (as Adelaide predicted) a little blue shadow. It seems a kindness to not expose bathers to the insistent demands of a young mabari wanting stimulation. It's also easier to bathe the dog with no one else around, and if Cullen is in the water, Puppy wants in the water.

Setting all that logical and responsible reasoning aside, he finds it easier to sleep after a hot bath. He's not sure why, but the days he doesn't have time to get down to the hot springs, the days his hygiene routine consists of a basin of hot water and a rag (though Puppy still goes splashing when Cullen is finished), there is no relaxation to accompany the fatigue when it settles in.

So it's the twilight hours that find him soaking his old bones, flicking water at Puppy as he runs eagerly around the edge of the pool, venturing into the shallows to bite at little bubbles and let Cullen rub soap into his short fur. The mabari has learned to be quiet, to keep from drawing attention, or disturbing the peace of anyone trying to sleep. That doesn't in any way lessen his desire for play. He paddles around in the warm water, chasing bars of soap and scrubbing stones and leaping from rock to rock playing a game of tag with the reflections cast and anyone who might break the stillness to join them.

daylight hours
Just because Cullen only bathes at night, that doesn't mean Puppy feels so confined. If his master will not pay attention to him, if he is too busy and Puppy feels unneeded, he's not above visiting the hot springs on his own. During the day, it's far noisier, and he doesn't feel the need to keep quiet. He'll find people, during the day, and people mean a chance to make a friend. He'll still chase the soap, and might eat it if it's natural and unscented.


OFFICE (Skyhold and Orlais both)

There are preparations to be seen to. He doesn't leave Skyhold often, and never for any extended length of time. Of course, just because he doesn't do it, doesn't mean he won't have to. Leliana is still ill, can't travel. He feels that Josephine if more than enough on her own in that city. She knows how to play their games, and Cullen does not. Even if he could learn, he would not want to.

Wherever he goes, there he is, and the paperwork follows. It always follows. He doesn't even get the rare pleasure of a bare desktop on his first day in Orlais. It's waiting for him, already piled high. He expects to be hunched over his work long into the night, and he also expects to be interrupted regularly. Life as usual.


TRAINING (Skyhold and Orlais both)

Just because it's a different sort of fight they're heading into, that doesn't mean his troops can shirk their training. Just because he will be away from a portion of them for a time, doesn't mean they get to slack. He will appoint someone he feels comfortable with to act in his stead while he is gone, keeping his troops in top shape, improving them as quickly and fully as possible. Those who travel to Orlais will not have an easier time of it. They are a representation of the Inquisition in a land that would rather not have them turn up and spoil the party. They will have to be themselves, but better. Through it all, daily training is a part of life now. When numbers are so small, they must be clever and skilled.


TRAVELING TO ORLAIS

The traveling is honestly not that bad. He's used to it. It's far nicer with Puppy, he must say. On horseback, the mabari marches along beside him. At times the little dog is puffed up with importance and the recognition that his person is the head person, and so he must be a hound worthy of such an important position. At other times, small distractions catch his attention and he is every inch the young puppy enamored with the entire world and eager to learn about it. When he gets tired, Cullen brings him up onto his horse, letting him curl in the crook of his arm and the tucked and secured cloth of his cape and chase nugs in his sleep.

When they stop to make camp, Puppy makes that time more tolerable, too. He is friendly with everyone in their group, doling out affection and encouragement around the fire, playing fetch and begging belly rubs, but always coming back to Cullen. It's not easy to sleep under the best of circumstances, and even worse on the road.


GENERAL ORLAIS

This is Cullen. He is in Orlais. He hates Orlais. Come make it better/worse for him. Or just watch him wander around hating his life. Your call.


PUPPY (this one works pretty much anywhere, and does not include Cullen)

A young mabari puppy appears! He has decided that the next slice of his life is going to include you. Deal with it.


Solace timeline
aceso: (or else a love with intuition)

[personal profile] aceso 2016-07-10 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ugh," she says, dropping her tense shoulders and looking around the area. If Sam's around, he'll surely start laughing at her predicament, that smirk-faced Ferelden idiot. He happens to be her best friend, which shows she isn't so opposed to Ferelden as she appears to be, and the 'idiot' is thought with all due affection. But she doesn't want to deal with his jokes right now unless she can shove this puppy off on him.

"You are so annoying," she mutters to the animal, but her eyes do flicker to the parchment once more. "What is that you carry, hmm?" She points to the ground. "Drop it." Honestly, she doesn't expect the mabari to listen to anyone but his master, but she will at least make the attempt to see what the parchment is.
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[personal profile] aceso 2016-07-12 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you bite me," she says, slowing moving her hand towards him, "I will... I will... think up a good punishment, I assure you." Not the best threat she's ever come up with, but she's frazzled right now. She doesn't know what to do with a misbehaving puppy.
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[personal profile] aceso 2016-07-25 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
And so Christine takes the paper and unrolls it to see whether it's blank or something important. When she sees that this little miscreant belongs to Commander Cullen, she slowly lowers the paper and looks down at the dog.

If she did manage to shoo away this dog and then the Commander came looking, it wouldn't look very good, would it? It's unlikely he'd dismiss her from the Inquisition for failing to cater to his pet, but she does feel she has to keep an eye on it now. Maybe she can convince it to follow her up to the Commander's office?

"I see who your master is. He must be worried. Come along. We're taking you back." She waves a hand for good measure as she starts for the stairs.
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[personal profile] aceso 2016-07-29 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Christine lets out a noise of protest because you can't just tug her cloak, dog. Ugh, damn untrained, practically wild beast of an animal. She certainly isn't going to give chase. There are few occasions where she runs, and they are limited to running for her life or running for a patient. Playing with a dog is not something she's going to do.

"Now I said come along. That does not mean I will chase you across the courtyard." She lets out a huff and moves up the stairs, expecting the dog to not listen to her one bit, but trying all the same.