( closed-ish )

[excipio]

WHO: Caspar Perakis, Kenna Carrow, Lukas & friends
WHAT: Misc starters
WHEN: Varies, default backdated to pre-Elf Drama
WHERE: All over Kirkwall/the Gallows
NOTES: Closed starters below! Feel free to DM/otherwise get in touch if you want something with any of mine.

[ placeholder to guilt me into writing open starters later, maybe ]

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It's quiet work and, unless something is specifically handed to her, there is almost no reason whatsoever to look up. Not when someone else is in the room, anyway. True, she might make some habit of dilly dallying and snooping through the books while unattended, but to the seeing eye the woman at the little desk in the corner of the dusty little office is as diligent as any little hard working clerk ought to be. Any busy body tendencies are saved for her private hours.

Maybe that accounts for the flicker of surprise that crosses Fitcher's face when she raises it to him. Imagine! He might have said nothing at all and she would have gone on quite happily and quite dangerously oblivious to his presence. Careful, she thinks. Early days yet, my dear.

And so the woman at the little desk brightens. She sets down her pen.

"Why, if it isn't the Knight-Enchanter. I was beginning to think I might never see a familiar face." --(should she be so lucky)-- "What are you doing here?"