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( closed. ) I don't wanna always play nice
WHO: Herian Amsel & Cosima Niehaus
WHAT: Theeere you see her, sitting there across the way—
WHEN: a vague span of time in which Herian is deeply frustrating.
WHERE: A TAVERN. maybe other places.
NOTES: Herian is still Herian, unfortunately.
WHAT: Theeere you see her, sitting there across the way—
WHEN: a vague span of time in which Herian is deeply frustrating.
WHERE: A TAVERN. maybe other places.
NOTES: Herian is still Herian, unfortunately.
( Herian is not late. It would be a rare occurrence, although she remembers Cosima's own inclination to fashionably delayed arrivals. As a result she is unconcerned as she waits at a table in the corner, pressing a metal spoon to her slightly swollen and bruised lip. Her eyes are closed, head tipped back against the wall, and then her hand closes around the wrist of a stranger. )
Do not, ( she warns, and sure enough the man retreats, leaving the jug of wine undisturbed. It's breathing, or something.
Herian, for her part, could probably be feeling better for something that she's been looking forward to, but that means she probably shouldn't have sparred with Coupe, and that is not a compromise she would have made happily. The injury isn't bad, but she has been broody. Best to try and set it aside.
She is, however, very much considering setting aside her usual inclination away from wine to indulge. It seems the day for it. )

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Wow, that marionette sounds intensely creepy. They should regulate that kind of thing for public safety.
well i sure thought i posted this yesterday
( She makes a #yikes-worthy face regardless. Must as she appreciates serious conversation, it's good to hear Cosima laugh. )
One thing I can share, if you can be sworn to utmost secrecy? ( A slightly whimsical thing, something that surely won't be any danger, any controversy. It's too absurd to be believable, perhaps, for some. ) I did have to pose a brief time as a Starkhaven lord. That was... bracing.
Hahaha it happens
[Cosima leans in, conspiratory but delighted.]
That I would have liked to see. What kind of lord were you? Empty-headed but beautiful? Aloof and mysterious? I need details.
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( She is not, and sips her wine. )
A scoundrel, I'm sorry to say, of poor character.
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[She's delighted.]
Did you have a moustache? Seduce any impressionable young ladies?
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( Her tone is too cocky to be sincere, dramatised and self-deprecating in ts over-confidence )
I did attempt a moustache, but it didn't agree with me.
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[She tilts her head to one side, considering.]
No, fair. Besides, your jawline sort of speaks for itself, doesn't it?
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Was that a compliment, or a terrible play on words?
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Oh god, totally the former. The pun was 100% accidental.
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( Her severity is dramatised, and undermined by the smile that Cosima's laughter has drawn out. )
But be careful, too many compliments and I'll be all too easily swayed by your opinion.
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[Smiling this much probably counts as undue influence, given Cosima's smile.]
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I think you might find yourself leading people with your goodness, even without the intention of it.
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( So very scandalised, so very teasing. Her hand rests over her heart as she reels. )
Have you need of rescue from their depravity?
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( And a quiet laugh, as she sips her wine. )
I'm not sure I can truly say I've been to Kirkwall until I have visited that tavern.
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[She sits back a little, pleased to have made Herian laugh.]
I've gotta admit, I like being in a city. I'm better at cities by the ocean than fortresses in the mountains.
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( Herian realises she has gotten quieter, more pensive, and she huffs out a breath. ) Although I prefer heights to the water, to a degree.
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( Herian's torn about the impending confession, perhaps it's a little evident. )
I am not... an able swimmer.
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Never learned. There were no large bodies of water in the alienage, and then I was in the Circle. I don't-- dislike, I simply take care not to stray too far in without due cause. ( And, somewhere between bravado and deliberate absurdity, ) Perhaps in the moment a revelation would happen upon me, and I'd prove myself quite talented in the art.
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But if you don't want to trust to that, I could totally teach you. If you wanted.
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( Hmm, but she really has to agonise over that decision. )
To risk drowning, or to spend time in your company... a grave dilemma.
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