The Days That Bind Us 2: Still Bound

[exequy]

WHO: Mages, anyone else who cares
WHAT: Give us liberty or give us potatoes, or: a most noble strike for a most noble purpose, or: pissy mage babies throw a tantrum
WHEN: 14-19 Cloudreach 9:44
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: This is for consolidating RP regarding the strike. Your character doesn't have to be striking themselves to top-level or tag around, as long as it's tangentially related.

The morning of Cloudreach 14, with minimal fanfare, a significant fraction of the Circle mages working with the Inquisition across Thedas stops showing up for work. On the other hand, a significant fraction doesn't stop. But the not-working fraction is significant enough to cause problems, and for the Inquisition to not delay or prolong the discussions already set to take place at Skyhold with a few representatives of the aggrieved mages and a number of Templar and Chantry representatives.

In the Gallows, most of the mages who are refusing to work relocate—voluntarily, unless being scowled at by Kostos Averesch qualifies as being forced against one's will—to the dusty recruits' quarters in the former Templar tower for an indefinite, politicized slumber party, featuring uncomfortable bunk beds and a lot of unseasoned starches. For a cause.

ooc | Remember that striking characters are generally losing access to confidential information, Inquisition equipment or materials, and any amenities, comforts, or privileges beyond the "plain potatoes for dinner" and "not thrown out into the streets" level.

Comments

[circleprodigy]

Garahel whines again, visibly hurt, and Inessa narrows her eyes at Benedict. It's true that her affection-seeking mabari can be too much for others to handle at times, but that? That was completely uncalled for, in any sense. Her tone is definitely cooler when she replies, and perhaps her Fereldan accent is a shade more notable as well.

"That 'thing' is a mabari, and mabari are never chained by anyone with a heart or common sense. As long as I remain -and I intend to, for the duration- so will he." Deal with it.

[altusimperius]

"Hearts and common sense," Benedict snorts, "two things in short order around here as it is." He looks Inessa up and down, and ultimately decides she's not worth confronting. Look at her, she's just an elf. "Go on then." This is half-said to Garahel, whom he continues to eye warily.

[circleprodigy]

Inessa, looking him over, seems to come to the same conclusion. He's not worth the confrontation, when she could be spending her efforts more productively elsewhere. And she will...but first, it's time spoil Garahel. She's not usually one for cutesy voices where others can hear, but this time, she'll be utterly shameless.

"How's my handsome boy? Do you need a belly-rub? I think you do...."

[altusimperius]

With a scoff, Benedict flips his hair and takes his leave. Fereldans.