Cosima Niehaus (
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You're easier to love from afar (open)
WHO: Cosima and open
WHAT: Open post/catchall for Wintermarch
WHEN: Throughout the month; if you need to back or forward date due to Orlais plot, feel free
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: No warnings to start except for the potential of sad Cosima in some threads.
WHAT: Open post/catchall for Wintermarch
WHEN: Throughout the month; if you need to back or forward date due to Orlais plot, feel free
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: No warnings to start except for the potential of sad Cosima in some threads.
Tavern
Cosima's been moping long enough. She says this silently and firmly to herself several times a day, in fact. Enough moping. Get out, do some good, meet some people.
And while she's generally inclined to constructive action, Cosima isn't made of stone. After all, she's seen with her own eyes how possible it is she could be gone any moment without warning. (Home or ... wherever.) Carpe diem.
Which, loosely translated, means "have some wine at the tavern and flirt with ladies, because fuck it, you're in another world and you might as well." (Unless she sees a friend first, of course.)
Barracks (semi-closed; you know who you are)
While Avery is at work, Cosima has the room to herself. This makes it an excellent place to hold a meeting, and there's some unfinished business to attend to. She gathers Church and Jamie and does some digging to see if there's anyone else Ruby had roped into this idea before she left. Cosima is, by no means, a natural entrepreneur. But it felt like something she owed her friend.
"So. Who's ever run an eatery before?"
Points Around Skyhold (choose your own adventure)
As far as Cosima can determine, there's not just one place to declare: "Hi, I'd like to formally join the Inquisition" if you're not a fighter, a healer or a mage. She knows she can be useful, surely, but she doesn't know exactly where and she isn't entirely sure who to ask.
But she's seen a little of this world now - run up against Venatori and seen some of the effects of rifts that are much more destructive than spitting rifters into Thedas. She's determined to help.
So she'll keep trying to find a way in. There's a lot of research that goes on in Skyhold; surely someone can use an off-world research assistant.
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It's not anything she expects Avery to solve. The simple fact Avery isn't gone feels like a lot, these days.
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There is a vague handwave off to the right somewhere.
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"Suppose this'll have to do then."
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She takes a sip, then says, "I always feel like I'm talking about myself. I just hope you know - I don't ask about personal stuff because it seems like you'd be uncomfortable, not because I don't care. And now..." She'd been about to say now that Ruby's gone, but plows through, "now it's just us, I just wanted to say. That."
It's genuine enough, but Cosima's also found herself in a bit of a conversational cul-de-sac. She takes a slightly longer drink.
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But as Cosima continues, Avery just shrugs a little and shifts in her seat kind of awkwardly. "You can ask me things if you want. It just feels a bit weird, doesn't it? And it's not as if any of my story's going to be exciting or nothing."
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Her tone isn't judgmental. She's known Avery a while now, and isn't on a mission to change her. But Cosima also knows too well that he friendships in Thedas have a way of ending without warning for one reason or another, and she doesn't want everything to remain unsaid.
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SHE DOES NOT HAVE A LOT OF EXPERIENCE WITH THIS, COSIMA, JUST SPELL THINGS OUT, PLEASE. MAKE THIS EASY FOR HER.
"Is there something you want to know?"
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"I didn't come wish a list prepared. Why, do you?"
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Maker swallow her whole just like she is swallowing this wine far too quickly, just before mumbling, "I'm not mad enough to think anything'll ever come from it, seeing as it's sort of... on my boss."
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So. There's that.
Cosima is great at this. She takes another drink.
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That would require getting her hopes up, and she is not quite so silly as to try a fool thing like that.
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...whatever... that is.
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She takes a longer drink of wine, then adds, "Then again, I fell for someone who was sent to spy on me, so what the hell do I know?"
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"Aye, that sounds... less than grand," she eventually offers, then waits for some sort of explanation??
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You know, if Cosima still remembers to, assuming this story is as long as she says it is.
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"They're basically like identical twins, except instead of naturally happening, people use science to develop them."
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"Like shape-shifting? To look like someone else?" she asks, trying to relate it to something she's at least vaguely aware of, if not particularly familiar with.
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This is way easier to explain after Gregor Mendel and his pea plants.
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Tiny, facetious jazz hands.
"Thus me. And at least 12 others, almost certainly more. I don't know for sure."
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