The Ambassador is Out

[sulahnan]

WHO: Athessa and you and Byerly too
WHAT: Athessa wears Byerly's clothes and pretends to be him for a joke, ends up doing real work instead.
WHEN: Solace
WHERE: Diplomacy Office
NOTES:

Things have been quiet for a bit, and everyone's been back from the jungle for a bit, and Athessa's need to commit to the bit is strong. One early morning after a night of not much going on, she remembers that she has an outfit of Byerly's tucked away, and inspiration strikes.

I. Can I Take A Message? (open to everyone but Byerly)

[ Byerly has yet to appear in his own office, making this a waiting game for Athessa. She's dressed in Byerly's clothes, which fit her about as well as a tent might. She's had to roll the trouser legs up to not walk on them, and she's rolled the sleeves up to her elbows. There isn't a glass of wine on the desk, but rather a cup of tea that she managed to procure exactly one lump of sugar for, and by the time anyone of note (that's you) comes by, her fake mustache has long since been wiped away.

By the looks of things, Athessa has been taking notes any time someone with legitimate business passes through. ]

II. Reading Back The Minutes (closed to Byerly*)

[ Well it's about damn time. Athessa is still behind the desk, her tea and mustache long since polished off and her fingers smudged with ink and graphite from taking down notes and messages all day with whatever writing implements she's able to find. First, a pencil, but then it got worn down and she couldn't figure out how to sharpen it so she switched to a pen. There's undoubtedly a smudge on her face as well, as she's taken to leaning on her elbow, propping up head in hand as she writes.

When Byerly comes in, she only just remembers the reason she's here and sets down the pen, tenting her fingers the way Byerly does, and raising her eyebrows just so. For someone who looks nothing like Byerly Rutyer, it's an admirable impression of him. And to his face, no less! ]

Ambassador.

*threadjacking welcome

Comments

[deceivingly]

Yevdokiya an Waslyna O Bearhold.

[Please to be spelling that correctly too.]

Will he help, do you think? He does not seem helpful. Is this why you are here in these clothes?

[sulahnan]

Yev--yeah, you're gonna have to spell that for me.

[ But she copies it down, dutifully, before addressing the next bit. ]

He'll at least hear you out. Not knowing the details I can't exactly predict whether or not he'd actually be helpful or what.

[ Athessa does, if belatedly, recognize the voice and now the name of the person who offered to help with one "Bill Bravo" and the matter of Bastien's missing cello. That seems more important than to answer why she's wearing Byerly's clothes. ]

Who exactly owes you coin, if ya don't mind my asking?

[deceivingly]

[Yevdokiya an Waslyna O Bearhold leans forward on her toes and cranes her neck a little in order to get a look at the page.]

Doki. For a short nickname.

[Helpful. She rocks back on her heels and folds her arms over her chest again.]

The man who owes me coin is now in Antiva. You have been?

[sulahnan]

[ She shakes her head. ]

Nope. Been nearly everywhere else, now, but not there. Yet.

[deceivingly]

Mm? It's a good place. Hot.

[As if to demonstrate, Doki plucks at her shirtfront as she says that. It's trapped under her armor, all leathers and furs. Not dressed for heat.]

Food is good. But that is where my debt is needing to be paid. The man who is Antiva. And he has refused me so I am needing diplomacy now. You will tell the man whose desk this is?

[She is close enough that she can lay her fingertips on the desktop, pressed lightly. She will leave behind fingerprints but there are no fingerprint dustings in Thedas, so. Lucky her. And she's not here to steal anything anyways.]

[sulahnan]

[ Athessa offers a tight smile. Polite, perfunctory, a little awkward. How does Matty stand being an assistant? This is awful. ]

Yep. I'll tell him when I see him.

[deceivingly]

Good.

[She smiles back.]

You are not what I imagined, I think.

[And with that statement delivered, she turns to leave.]

[sulahnan]

And what's that?

[ She only looks confused by the comment while Doki is turned away, looking more curious thereafter. ]

[deceivingly]

Not this.

[She shoots a smile over her shoulder.]

Do not be afraid, it is not an insult. We will find out if I was right the first time or if I am right this time. It will be fun.

[sulahnan]

Oooookay...

[ Athessa frowns and, with nothing further to say, lets Doki go. ]