Lunch break

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WHO: Inessa and Six/potentially Inessa and other people
WHAT: A lunch date/maybe other things
WHEN: Some time mid-month?
WHERE: Starting at the Gallows, going into the city from there?
NOTES: This might expand to a monthly catch-all, depending on interest. If you want to meet up with Inessa, PM or plurk me and I'll put up a starter.

A new month, a time to break out of the rut Inessa has gotten herself into. The past month she's very much kept to herself, both to take on work that Christine had left her and dealing with matters best repressed as much as possible. Was it the healthiest response? No, but it was what it was, and she couldn't bring herself to care until the passage of time had afforded her some distance from it all.

When the weather -at long last- lets up from freezing rain and cold snaps, she wastes no time in taking advantage of the opportunity. Sending a crystal message for Six to meet her at the docks if she's available for lunch, Inessa gathers her staff and Garahel, making her way over. More than a little stir-crazy at this point, Garahel celebrates the change in weather by rushing forward and enthusiastically barking up at seagulls. That they're well out of his reach isn't the point, he just needs to burn off some long pent-up energy. A soft smile lingers on Inessa's lips as she watches him, taking in a deep breath and savoring the -relative- warmth in the air.

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Six nods, agreement coming easier for her. She knows that this world is very similar to her own - she had seen the reflections more than enough times. It's not the same thing as being home, but she doesn't feel the idle homesickness that other people might have been suffering from. The only thing that she wishes she had was her connection with her God back; she wishes Sarenrae was here, but she's not sure how this world would take it.

The tea makes it easier, at least; she sips from her cup and breaks another piece of her scone off, eating it quietly.

"If I had my powers..." But that's not worth thinking about. "In my world I had the strength to smite evil and restore life to those that had been wounded. I could do that here, if..." If Sarenrae were here. "But I will do what I can to help, no matter what strength I might be lacking. The Darkspawn cannot be allowed to take more and more from the people of this world."

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"No, they cannot...but you are more than your powers, Six. The person I see before me I'd gladly fight alongside, and that isn't because of whatever you could do before. You're still one of the strongest people I've met, so I wouldn't say that you're lacking. But I also know what it is to miss what you had before, in a different manner." Inessa smiles wryly and breaks off another piece of bread for dipping, as Garahel begins to lightly snore from beside the fireplace.

"I'll keep searching with what remains of my order in the south. If there is a non-Wardens can contribute, I won't be shy about asking for aid." The can't afford to be, after all.

[swordproof]

"Then perhaps you ought to meet more people," Six says it with an edge of a smile, but there is something honest under it. Her eyes flick down to look over at the dogs, just to check on Two, before she relaxes and turns her attention back to Inessa properly. It wouldn't do for her to play a poor dinner guest, after all, even if she is still making herself more comfortbale here.

"If you need my aid you will have it,a lways."

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"Thank you...and you have mine should you need it, it doesn't have to be related to my order or special interests." Inessa follows Six's gaze to the dogs and as though sensing it, Garahel's eyes open just a bit. He grunts and yawns, doing a full-body stretch and nuzzling Two.

"Poor babies, they lead such difficult lives, don't they? Stretching out in front of a warm fire like they own the place? I've never seen such hardship. Hopefully they won't be too difficult to rouse for the trip back." Nannerl would probably help with more treats, and it's only because that isn't a daily thing that she wouldn't refuse. Garahel will have to shed a little winter fat.

[swordproof]

"Thank you, Inessa." It's said with genuine fondness, something settling on Six's face. She had believed, for a time, that her friendships here were fragile, easily broken - what had happened with Marcoulf have been proof enough of that - but now she feels a little more at peace. She has people she can believe in and she clings to that.

Laughing softly, she smiles at the dogs.

"I'm sure a whistle and promise of a walk might be enough. That or us leaving the room - Two would not let me go anywhere new unless he was on my heels. He is strangely protective."