open | if language were liquid

[coquettish_trees]

WHO: The Irrepressible Lady Lexie and You
WHAT: Catch-all for January
WHEN: Mostly current, may be some time travel in prompts
WHERE: Kirkwall/Gallows
NOTES: Come at me

[ This is the open, specific prompts will be in comments! Feel free to make your own. ]

Office Hours

Rather than share her time between the Jeshavis office and the library Alexandrie has had an additional bookcase (exactly matching the first, of course) brought in, and has a number of tomes on what is essentially permanent loan to join those from her personal library. An array of dictionaries, linguistic texts, and books on histories and noble families in the languages of their countries—books in Antivan, Nevarran, Rivaini, Tevene, Ander, and one on the Memories and their runic inscriptions sit alongside those from Orlais and Ferelden—have joined the publicly available project reports; she has moved her translation work in its entirety to her office. Perhaps it's for privacy, perhaps for easier availability to anyone who might be seeking her out.

The desk itself is covered in three books, half stacked atop each other, and a small sheaf of papers. At the moment, however, she's taking lunch at a small table brought in for the purpose of holding the silver tray and its contents. Despite the development of 'team spirit' that inspired her to seek the position in the first place, apparently she hasn't got enough of it to enjoy the common fare available a few floors below.

The lady is in.

Comments

[coquettish_trees]

"The currents of power in Tevinter are disrupted, Commander, and House Asgard, having markedly not afforded even cursory support to Corypheus, does not ride them smoothly." She folds her hands on her desk, and for this moment unveils the cool clarity of her calculations in her gaze. "It is likely that my beau-frère is even now joining Lord Odin in plans for the private mobilization of forces to aid in our fight from within the borders. If the slaves of Tevinter take advantage of civil fracture and the push of the Exalted March to rebel, and succeed, their success will turn the country even further upon its head." Alexandrie spreads her hands. "There exists a possibility that it would be in the best interest of the future position of my House to be sympathetic to that cause."

A play she has not broached with her husband yet, but one she lets simmer in the back kitchens. And one which the airing of may aid her here; little is more convincing than admitted self-interest.

[katabasis]

It's a fair play. He doesn't give a shit.

"Allow me to be clear-- I don't care about what your husband is or isn't or might be doing, or what state his family's house is in. I asked what could possibly be keeping you from doing your job here. The fact that you continue to be intent on not answering that question and instead are suggesting possibilities now as I'm asking you directly concerns me."

[coquettish_trees]

Blandly: "If you did not care, Commander, I imagine you should not have broached your 'reasonably considered' suspicions as to my motivations." Alexandrie tilts her head and lifts an elegant shoulder. "As to your question about what has kept me from doing my job, I believe I have been clear that I yet consider my choice to allow Mademoiselle Jones to largely control the knowledge and development of the network we have gained access to through her to be doing my job.

"You and the Scoutmaster have made clear your disagreement, and I have noted it and shall adjust my future actions accordingly."

[katabasis]

"I would very much like to hear how you intend to adjust, particularly in relation to this question of potential contacts within Tevinter." He smiles. It's one of those unpleasantly cold sort of expressions, the kind which plays at being cordial without bothering to hide being unimpressed. "That might put my mind more at ease."

[coquettish_trees]

"Why, to provide more transparency as to its development," she replies with mild surprise. Isn't that what you asked for? "I shall require Mademoiselle Jones to make report of her progress and provide copies of missives sent and received. Not accessible to the public, of course, but eminently available to you as a Division Head should you wish to inquire after them. I shall even add written summations of any instruction I give her, since you have expressed concern about the nature of my support."

And she will—although none of it will provide any information about how an intrepid and ambitious man might go about making contact himself.

[katabasis]

The shape of it should be perfectly acceptable, but he finds there's very little satisfaction in it; something in the Lady Asgard's pleasant temperament and gentle surprise set his teeth to edge. "It's a start," is what he allows for , though it's clear from some pinched line in his expression that the latitude allowed for in the whole arrangement hasn't entirely escaped him.

Or maybe he just doesn't care for her.

"Going forward, I would ask that this be the approach you plan to take with any sensitive contact behind our enemy's lines which might fall into your lap. I have no desire to tell you that you can't make decisions. But I would strongly encourage you to inform our Scoutmaster when you make them. It's possible there are plans in motion above you which might be affected, and the continuity of this organization depends on the coordination of all our limbs."