(closed) i can't say the words out loud

[sulena]

WHO: Saoirse + closed
WHAT: various closed threads
WHEN: end of the month, up until when the last of folks return from Tevinter
WHERE: the Gallows, and Kirkwall proper
NOTES: possible mentions of torture and violence, hit me up through PM or plurk if you'd like for me to set up a thread

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[crowncitizen]

The Chantry doesn't deserve her (neither does he, but hey...) Saoirse's good and kind, and she wants to help this institution so badly. And he fears that her worries may be founded, that no one will take her seriously and write her off. It rankles him. And much like their relationship, though he is no more deserving, she chose this, and so he will support her wholeheartedly.

"You're going to change their minds. Maybe they won't at first, but once they get to know you and see you in action, they'll realize they were wrong." Or so he very much hopes. He knows this means everything to her, and he wants to see her succeed. "And if anyone spits at you, you tell me. I'll give them more than a hocked logey to complain about."

Prompto. Prompto no.

[sulena]

She blinks once and then twice at his words before a chuckle bubbles up, forcing her to cover her mouth. She truly cannot help her giggles, happy at least to laugh when everything has been so maddening and filled to the breaking point with worries that she could not help but constantly fret over.

"You always know how to make me feel better," she says with a bright smile back to him. "Though I think we might... consider other means if they are do any sort to me or the other here. I would not wish to break down talks so quickly."

Carefully she approaches and reaches out for one of his hand with a slight hum. "Although the temptation to light the bottoms of their robes on fire will be a difficult one."

[crowncitizen]

Prompto smiles widely as she giggles, despite herself. When she's happy, he's happy, and she's never more beautiful than when she smiles. "Hey now, I never said what I'd do. Maybe I can do something they'll hate, then you swoop in and make everything better and they'll thank you for intervening." He'll gladly help boost her public image at his expense. It's not like he has nobles or Chantry officials or anyone really to court. He's just a scout.

It's his turn to chuckle at her own suggestion. "Now that'd be a sight. Deeefinitely would ruin relations though." He takes her hand and squeezes.

[sulena]

"And then they shall call you a demon or some other similar terrible word. Once more I will find myself faced with the temptation of lighting robes on fire." Her nose scrunches slightly, her features half thoughtful but clearly playful. "It really would be such a terrible temptation to ignore."

Although her smile remains, she cannot help but sigh once the worries begin to creep back into the forefront because she can laugh and joke with Prompto now but there was little laughter to be found when dealing with those who wished for as little change as possible.

"I just hope I will be able to do good for those that are overlooked," she says as her free hands comes idly play with the collar of his shirt. "I wish for so very much but I am unsure where to even start."

[crowncitizen]

"Well I don't think you should ignore it. You could say it was at the urging of the Maker. Or... Andraste, I guess, since the Maker's gone." Right? Sometimes he can't keep the tenets of that faith straight... He has a hard enough time with his own.

Oh no no, not that sigh. He misses her smile immediately, but he also understands some lame jokes and cracks on his part aren't going to make her worries go away. "Maybe see where Herian left off? Wrapping up old business or whatever was started might be best. Work your way from there."

[sulena]

"They might have me committed if I were to say it was at the urging of Andraste," she says with a small laugh. "Although it would be in line since she did lead her own army, once upon a time."

Glancing up, Saoirse nods and idly swings their hands. "Perhaps. I will have to wait until she returns from Tevinter as I am sure she is quite busy with her first trip as Ambassador."

[crowncitizen]

"And I'm sure she'd totally understand the impulse." Andraste's always depicted as rather serious and whatnot, but Prompto likes to believe she had a sense of humor. Given what she went through, he thinks she would have needed one to get through it all. It's how he and his friends got through the worst of things: by their bonds and through laughter. (Maybe not, maybe it was all just strength and perseverance and sheer willpower, but maybe, at the very least, the laughter made it easier. It did for him, anyway)

"That's a heck of a place to have her first run as Ambassador." He scrunches his nose at the thought. Any place that allows slavery automatically gets relegated to "utter shithole" status. "I don't know how anyone can stomach going there."