Open: Nerva has feelings about Mages

[keeperofmagi]

WHO: Nerva and Open
WHAT: Nerva storms back into Skyhold following the Abomination
WHEN: Before / During the Mage Council meeting
WHERE: The Tavern
NOTES: Nerva is her own warning. Alcohol.

Before the Council meeting, Nerva was nothing but a ball of rage. She had not been in Skyhold when the Abomination struck - sent on a quick escort mission down to the crossroads - and had returned to the remnants of destruction and chaos. Destruction and chaos that should have been prevented. Destruction and chaos that she should have been there to prevent, not out gallivanting around the countryside.

Once the meeting itself started, Nerva had attended despite the fact that she had absolutely no vote in the outcome. She had no power, here - though that was not a difficult thing to reconcile. She'd had no power in the Circle, either - too vocal and distrustful to ever be promoted beyond being a mere grunt. She'd gotten used to the fact that she had no say in policy decisions.

Which was why she had to be as loud and as vocal as possible if she was going to influence the council's decisions at all. That she disagreed with the council existing at all was beside the point. It was reality, and she had to face it. But she didn't like it.

However - she didn't stay for the whole meeting. Once she had said her piece she left - fuming and white knuckled - and stalked straight for the tavern. She usually was careful about her alcohol intake, mostly because she disliked being out of control of herself, but today was a good day to drink until she could at least have a conversation without burning holes through someone just by looking at them. Her rage and grief - a grief old as time but torn open anew with astounding regularity - were almost physical presences around her, hunched over the bar and nursing the wine even as she looked at it in disgust.

Comments

[fleurdesel]

"Nerva, what in the Maker's name gives you the impression that any of us are ignoring the situation? Simply because you are not privy to the concerns and discussions of the Council does not mean that they do not exist." There was a glimmer of something cold and hard in Adelaide's eyes as her civil mask grew a positively saccharine smile.

It was not kind. It was not entirely polite, either. But she had more than enough of this templar and her temper and being seen as a thing.

"Take it on faith." As any good little Andrastian ought.

[keeperofmagi]

Nerva didn't reply immediately. Strangely, the blunt, not-exactly-polite words actually managed to land, and perhaps not in the way that Adelaide expected.

Instead, she nodded, firmly.

"Very well. But I would still like to firmly request that such concerns and discussions be made public as quickly as possible. Time cannot be wasted, on this matter, regardless of politics."

[fleurdesel]

"The Council's discussions have always been public regardless of who is making the request. Undue secrecy is a large part of what started the war." Which they were attempting to rectify. To be better than for all that she feels years being drained away from her future self from the stress.

"Now." A beat, her hand dropped back to her side. "Is that all?"

[keeperofmagi]

"Then I will make myself present at the next one." A firm promise. She would have herself heard, even if Adelaide refused to listen. She would ensure she was not ignored.

"I will dismiss myself," She replied, tightly, offering the stiff bow and fist to her chest that made up her salute. She was still furious, but at least now she knew where to spend her energy. She didn't appear to offer anything else as she turned to leave, until she paused - looking back over her shoulder.

"Work swiftly, Councillor, before fate makes your decisions for you." And then she disappeared back the way she'd come.