closed | fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice

[cozen]

WHO: Bastien & Kostos + Various
WHAT: A catch-all
WHEN: Harvestmere 9:47
WHERE: Mostly Kirkwall probably!
NOTES: No open things but I will be delighted to plan & start things for you if you hit me up.

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[hassaran]

Yseult lifts a brow at that comment all the same, but lets it pass without actually looking up from the list until she confirms: "There was. There was also another Stark, back when Tony was Rhodes-Potts. She's remained consistent, and the other rifter didn't cause any trouble; it seems unlikely to be of significance to us."

Next. "Madame Fitcher?"

[cozen]

Sipping his wine and contemplating lying rifters and how much it might matter for any of them, Bastien quickly lowers his cup, mouth half-full, and tries to talk around it rather than swallowing first—

"Therahine Oh-har!"

—because he's so excited about that one that he doesn't want Byerly to beat him.

[bouchonne]

Byerly grins widely. And he says to Yseult, "You heard the man. Thereahine Ohar."

Then, less out of a spirit of cooperation than a desire to beat Bastien to what really matters - "Serafine Tokar."

[hassaran]

Yseult's brows lift at this--the excited marble-mouthing--and then her head tips as Byerly translates. Someone else might say good name out loud, but that will have to do for it. Her chin angles a little further, eyes allowed to unfocus for a moment, and then she shakes her head as she straightens. "Not a name I've heard before. Have you?"

[cozen]

“No,” Bastien admits, unfolding his features from the friendly glare he’d aimed at Byerly, the Usurper of Names. “But it’s fantastic! Serafine Tokar. What if I give her a deck of cards that is all angels for Satinalia? Do you think I could play innocent enough to keep her from realizing why?”