OPEN

[deceivingly]

WHO: Yevdokiya an Waslyna O Bearhold, Tiffany Hart, Matthias, maybe my other characters + YOU
WHAT: a humble open log
WHEN: Fantasy March
WHERE: the Gallows, Kirkwall, the Wounded Coast
NOTES: bath nudity, butchering a seagull, nothing worse atm

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[deceivingly]

"Very smart." Doki gives the water a smack with great finality. "But now you know who it is that you should turn to if this becomes a challenge that must be won."

She starts pushing her hand just over the surface of the water, enjoying the little waves that it makes. The warmth of the water and the steam in the air, both are very good. If only someone could be living in the water full-time.

"You have found a job here with Riftwatch?"

[truthtied]

"I will keep you in mind." And she nods in answer to the question, "In the Diplomacy division, yes. As much as I can given my status as stranger to this world. Though," she adds with a grin and a slight splash of water, "I haven't been neglecting the stables, if you're concerned."

Cleaning stables isn't enjoyable work, but it is grounding and she likes animals, so.

[deceivingly]

Doki grins back. She lets herself be splashed, without flinching.

"But I am in Diplomacy! This is good, that we are with the same. We can do many great things together. And when I bring my horse back to the stable, you will be there to make sure he is taken care of right. This is good, too, all of this. We are like," she lifts her hands out of the water so she can smash her index fingertips together, "fate."

[truthtied]

"Far be it from me to defy the sisters of fate," she says. And she likes Doki anyway, even if the woman seems at best a trickster. "How do you like the division? I haven't met many from it, or I've forgotten to ask."

[deceivingly]

"Of course I am liking it better now that you are in it."

Very obvious. Doki's smile is a cat smile, all pleased. She pushes her hands through the water, wrinkling the surface and sending a gentle wave across the way. The steam from the water wreathes in the air around them, heavying the damp air.

"But," brisk, as Doki tips back her head and lays it on the lip of the pool, "I liked it okay before. I have not been doing very many missions for them. This is surprising, because I am very diplomatic by nature. I am always making arrangements with people, and getting them to understand what I am asking of them."

[truthtied]

"You flatter me." A dip of the head, lashes brushing against her cheek demurely. And it's entierly possible Diana has never gotten entierly accustomed to flirtation. She lets her fingers play over the wave Doki pushes to her, listening.

"I wouldn't presume to know the Ambassador's mind-" Though from what she's gleaned, she expects that Doki's diplomacy would not be the sort that comes immediately to mind. Still, "You should be out more. I imagine you someone who has more connections than many a diplomat. Surely there is good that can be done if people are willing."

[deceivingly]

"Oh, yes?"

Flirting complete (at least for now), Doki's bright eyes are now for this vote of confidence. She scoots forward a little, eager to hear more.

"This is true. I am very connected. I wonder how it is I should be convincing the Ambassador of this. What do you think? You seem to be very clever."

[truthtied]

And this is an easy thing to turn to. Diana is not by any means a life coach, but pondering how to help people with the gifts and tools one is given could almost qualify as a hobby. It's not difficult to extrapolate that out to what she knows about another person.

"You seem very clever yourself," Diana says, smiling, "You seem sharp.
When we've spoken, you strike me as someone who thinks very quickly on her feet and wields her cleverness like a sword. I've known other women who were like that." One of them was a jewel thief, but that was neither here not there, because- "It's very admirable."