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.
"Then do you think there's no point? That all that's left to us is to resume the war Corypheus disturbed?"
It's hardly a question for Bastien. That is the trouble, Derrica finds. It's not his fight. And that makes it so difficult to lay such a thing out across the table between them, and ask him to speculate from remove.
But still. What is the alternative? To bargain while they can and hope it holds, or attempt nothing and pick up weapons again once Corypheus has been dealt with?
"No, I think—I mean, I hope not," Bastien says. "I don't the war was good for anyone, especially the people trying to farm in the middle of it."
He didn't visit the Hinterlands himself until the fighting had been over for a few years, but people still talk.
"Maybe it does all come down to need. I don't know. But there must be needs that will not depend on the whims of one woman. When Anders—" who it is very strange, now, to think he once spoke to in person "—was in Kirkwall, he was a healer, non? In Lowtown. And even here, and even though he seemed like he must have been very annoying, people protected him. Maybe if more people see a world that is better because you are around, and not only in the scary fire and earthquakes on the battlefield ways, they will not be willing to give it up."
Alternatively, maybe he's overly optimistic, uninvolved, and spouting off at someone who doesn't need his advice. He squinches one eye shut in an apologetic wince, lifts his drink, and offers nonsense:
"Or I don't suppose you know anyone who would want to seduce the Divine. That seems to be what made the difference with the Empress and the elves, in the end, to the extent, you know, there is a difference—" Anyway. "If no one is excited about the prospect, you could draw lots."
But it would be pretty to think that Thedas might be won over by good deeds and kind words. If nothing else, it endears her a little to Bastien, that he might say this to her and recognize the ways in which it is not quite the right thing to sketch out as a possibility.
"I'll propose it at our next meeting," she tells him, very serious up until the point she smiles, ducks her head to look down at her drink.
Though where do this leave them? It feels like an impasse, not quite what they'd come here to achieve.
"Will you help me think of ways to do that? To show us to be helpful in ways that don't terrify people?"
Healing is one thing. But even Holden had flinched when Derrica had called down lightening. It is hard to find some line where the former doesn't outweigh the latter.
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It's hardly a question for Bastien. That is the trouble, Derrica finds. It's not his fight. And that makes it so difficult to lay such a thing out across the table between them, and ask him to speculate from remove.
But still. What is the alternative? To bargain while they can and hope it holds, or attempt nothing and pick up weapons again once Corypheus has been dealt with?
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He didn't visit the Hinterlands himself until the fighting had been over for a few years, but people still talk.
"Maybe it does all come down to need. I don't know. But there must be needs that will not depend on the whims of one woman. When Anders—" who it is very strange, now, to think he once spoke to in person "—was in Kirkwall, he was a healer, non? In Lowtown. And even here, and even though he seemed like he must have been very annoying, people protected him. Maybe if more people see a world that is better because you are around, and not only in the scary fire and earthquakes on the battlefield ways, they will not be willing to give it up."
Alternatively, maybe he's overly optimistic, uninvolved, and spouting off at someone who doesn't need his advice. He squinches one eye shut in an apologetic wince, lifts his drink, and offers nonsense:
"Or I don't suppose you know anyone who would want to seduce the Divine. That seems to be what made the difference with the Empress and the elves, in the end, to the extent, you know, there is a difference—" Anyway. "If no one is excited about the prospect, you could draw lots."
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But it would be pretty to think that Thedas might be won over by good deeds and kind words. If nothing else, it endears her a little to Bastien, that he might say this to her and recognize the ways in which it is not quite the right thing to sketch out as a possibility.
"I'll propose it at our next meeting," she tells him, very serious up until the point she smiles, ducks her head to look down at her drink.
Though where do this leave them? It feels like an impasse, not quite what they'd come here to achieve.
"Will you help me think of ways to do that? To show us to be helpful in ways that don't terrify people?"
Healing is one thing. But even Holden had flinched when Derrica had called down lightening. It is hard to find some line where the former doesn't outweigh the latter.