at least the dark don't hide it; OTA

[wythersake]

WHO: Isaac + OTA
WHAT: Dream aftermath
WHEN: First day or so after everyone wakes up
WHERE: Gallows
NOTES: Probable vague discussion of torture, will edit as appropriate.

 

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[okayimin]

The look she gives him is exasperated, hands on her hips and chin tilted in challenge. "Isaac, there's at least five different things anyone with half a brain could use to invalidate my active petitioning for mage rights. And unfortunately, given how the Mage/Templar war went and Thedas' current common enemy, it's going to take a defter hand than mine to move things in an ideal way at that level. If you'd like to join the clergy, we might be able to pull that off and it'd be a start. In the meantime, you're welcome to come along with me on my Kirkwall rounds."

[wythersake]

"I will bear it in mind,"

He absolutely will not. He offers the cigarette — would she like it? And moves to stand once more.

"Good evening, Sister."

[okayimin]

He won't, but it wasn't much of a suggestion to start with. She takes the offered cigarette, takes a drag and misses the close, stinking air of Dust Town.

"Evening and what good it has for you," she says. "I reckon I don't need to tell you to take care of yourself, seein' as you're one of the few who seems to know how to, but I keep my spare stash of medicinals in the chapel office, if you find yourself needing anything."

Which yes, all right, she's telling him to take care of himself.