WHO: Fitcher + Wysteria + Flint & You WHAT: Catch-all WHEN: Firstfall-ish WHERE: Kirkwall and stuff. NOTES: Will update if necessary. Feel free to grab me if you want a specific starter/wildcard me, baby.
I can think of several practical applications immediately, ( is probably not something that would comfort anyone overhearing this conversation, or its context. joselyn, presently engaged in sensitive antidote work, should probably also consider not splitting quite so much of her attention to devote thought to those several applications,
but this is familiar territory. and they'll probably be fine. )
Particularly given what happened to Vanadi.
( the growths. she still sounds more interested than appalled, even if she had had some honest sympathy in amongst her very obvious interest in collecting samples. )
I reassured Mr. Ellis that you would say so, [is secretly very pleased indeed; it is so nice to be right, and clearly certain taciturn Wardens should have no reason whatsoever to be concerned when professionals are involved.]
The first thought which has crossed my mind was to see what whether the effects could be magnified. Poor Mr. de Vadarta was surely dreadfully inconvenienced, but it would be to our advantage to find some way of speeding up the process. Perhaps by creating a concentrate - something which might be applied to a weapon edge?
[Wysteria glances up from the work under Joselyn's hands, a flickering sidelong thing. She is not looking for confirmation, exactly. But she isn't not looking for it either.]
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but this is familiar territory. and they'll probably be fine. )
Particularly given what happened to Vanadi.
( the growths. she still sounds more interested than appalled, even if she had had some honest sympathy in amongst her very obvious interest in collecting samples. )
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The first thought which has crossed my mind was to see what whether the effects could be magnified. Poor Mr. de Vadarta was surely dreadfully inconvenienced, but it would be to our advantage to find some way of speeding up the process. Perhaps by creating a concentrate - something which might be applied to a weapon edge?
[Wysteria glances up from the work under Joselyn's hands, a flickering sidelong thing. She is not looking for confirmation, exactly. But she isn't not looking for it either.]