{ OPEN } catchall for the month

[aceso]

WHO: Christine, Ellana, Minka, Julian + OPEN!
WHAT: A catchall for the month.
WHEN: whenever in Wintermarch
WHERE: various locations in Kirkwall

I'm putting starters in comments so I have a header for each character and get comments only sent to them instead of getting double comment notifs.

Also, if you'd like to work out a wildcard option, PM me or send a private plurk to megoom and we can play around with ideas.

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[trashlife]

She doesn't shrink away when he touches her, but her body definitely tenses at the physical contact. Swallowing hard, she grabs the armor and puts it on, working her fingers under the first shoulder strap to pull it out and then pull it back through on a further notch in the leather.

"That the Inquisition motto or something," she asks distractedly, either because she's focusing on this strap or because the conversation is uncomfortable and she really doesn't want to have it. Maybe it's a bit of both. He doesn't know her. He doesn't know that she has very little value. This is just the sort of thing that people who want to be liked say so people think they care, right? It's what Minka would do.

[judgemewhole]

He finishes doing the shoulder straps and then stands back, so she can do the rest. "Just slip them between the metal claps. Along the sides there. You can pull the laces tight there and there, to get things finished."

He snorts softly, "It's one of mine - something that I have garnered since I came here. It has seen me through some dark times."

[trashlife]

Bending her head, she continues tightening the straps. Since it's dwarf-sized armor, Minka doesn't end up with a huge excess of leather straps, but it's cinched in more than most dwarves would need to. But already she's been gorging herself at every meal and taking extra back to her room to hide. Soon she'll have the same shape as the average dwarf woman.

"Yeah? And words help?" She isn't sure why she's asking. It's not like she thinks saying a motto will get her through dark times.