We're Back! A Gallows Tale

[sulahnan]

WHO: Athessa and YOU!
WHAT: Oh, you know. Getting back from the jungle and getting way too into her work.
WHEN: Now, Post-Jungle
WHERE: The Gallows & Kirkwall in general
NOTES: shrug.

I. Back on her Bullshit...or...not.

Athessa is quite possibly the best rested of the whole group that returns from the jungle, having found sleeping rough a lot easier than sleeping in a bed here. Weird. But in the few days that follow, she once again gets back to her habit of not sleeping well and prowling around in a cloud of root-smoke. She also has a small dagger strapped to her hip instead of going unarmed or strapping on her dual-wield blades, and an unusually heightened work ethic during daylight hours. Minimal antics, maximum...something else. Something like responsibility? Weird.

II. Can I Raas you a Question? (Closed to Raas, if that wasn't clear)

They don't know each other. They've never even interacted, at least as far as Athessa can recall. But where else is Athessa supposed to turn, when she doesn't know anyone else who speaks qunlat and doesn't want to snoop around unnecessarily before handing over what she found to the boss?

"'Scuse me..." She isn't timid, just a little awkward. It's not typical for her to introduce herself to someone just to ask a favor. "Do you have a minute?"

III. A New Kind of Office Visit (closed to Yseult)

Athessa knocks before entering, same as usual. But this isn't one of their scheduled check-ins or typical scout work that either of them expect from one another. They're barely settled after getting back from the jungle when Athessa is reporting to Yseult with a missive in one hand, and a qunari dagger in the other. Both are set on Yseult's desk.

"I...figured I should report this to you. I dunno if it even really matters, but I found these in De--in Sten's room."

IV. Wildcard

[ you know the drill ]

Comments

[hassaran]

"Just now?" A tilt of her head, a beat, then rocked upright again.

"You're--" she seems to exchange one word for another at the last second, "Uncertain. Of me, of what I want from you. Of yourself: where you've been, where you might go. Of confronting your past and also of not. Of what you want to happen next. Whether you want me to tell you to go kill this bawd or tell you not to."

[sulahnan]

"And how much of that is you guessing?" Her tone is curious, rather than accusatory. An attempt to understand, perhaps with intention to emulate. She can assume, or at least guess, that a lot of it is shaped by Athessa's body language, coupled with the context of the conversation. She isn't making any attempt to hide how she feels, simply because she has learned well enough by now that there's no point in lying to Yseult.

But Yseult bridged the gap between Athessa's desire to kill Devigny herself, and killing Madame Lette; something Athessa hadn't yet considered.

[hassaran]

Yseult shrugs crookedly, one shoulder shifting visibly while the other stays more or less put. "I can't read your mind." So ultimately, all of it. "But from what I know and what I see, it's the best fit. Am I wrong?"

[sulahnan]

"I hadn't thought to kill the bawd," she says simply. "The rest is pretty accurate."

[hassaran]

A similar shrug in its energy, though this time made up mostly of a tip of her head. Can't win 'em all.

"Do you know who would take over the house if she died?"

[sulahnan]

Athessa shakes her head. "No. I guess it depends on who owns the place; if she's just being paid to run it and Devigny owned it, I reckon someone else would inherit the deed, right? But if she owns it and is just like, his partner..."

It's a bit of a diversion from the actual question. Who takes over if the bawd dies? She probably has some people she trusts, some girls she's groomed to take her place. But the gears are already turning on that other path.

"If she owns the place, she'll be looking for a new partner."