i was waiting in the getaway car

[resought]

WHO: Evie Frye and semi-open.
WHAT: Evie builds herself a reputation by doing various things in the refugee and force camps whilst she gets a feel for the place.
WHEN: Mid to late Wintermarch.
WHERE: Skyhold.
NOTES: Catch-all for ~various things~. This is mostly here to explain what she has been doing before she goes to harass various Seeker parties and officially joins the Inquisition, SO. Starters below for interested parties! If you'd like to do something, either PM me or use this plurk and I'll add one for you.

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Ellie and book "borrowing".

[resought]

A lot of things passed through the camps below Skyhold before making it up to the fortress proper. Most of the refugees were out here, true enough, but so were the soldiers, the forces, the scouts - and many a merchant stopped to ask for directions, or permission, to do trade inside the walls. If not, they settled for the snow-dusted outcrop.

This was not the latter occasion. The merchant in question had simply arrived with so many crates that the horses simply could not carry them to Skyhold's gates, and had been forced to unload some of them out by the tent she had been sleeping in, which was how she had noticed. What she'd heard from his grumblings to the forces that were unloading them was that the contents were not traditionally fragile, in that they wouldn't break, but they were priceless, because they were books. Books for the library, in fact. Books chock full of notes and research and history.

Well, that was certainly enough of a calling card.

Evie was patient enough to wait, though her interest was caught. One crate, two, three. Eventually the merchant moved off with his remaining cargo, and Evie was free to investigate. Who would leave a guard to watch over a stack of books? She slides the lid free, and rummages around inside, flicking each volume with her fingers. "Lots of Wardens in here," she muses aloud, under her breath. The observation only holds true as she keeps on browsing, though it's mainly seems to be stories of each Blight, a few records of conscripted parties, and...

She stops, pulling one out from the stack, no name on the spine. Flicks through a couple of pages. Hmm. On Archdemons and their origins, Blight and cures...

Interesting.

Surely the merchant won't mind if she borrows this and returns it to the library at a later date, right?

And with that in mind, she slides the lid back into place and walks away.

[waitingmyturn]

Ellie had been curious in the books too. She hadn't been reading as much as she would have liked since she came to Skyhold and the thought that there were books just lying around outside made her skin itch. She had been thinking about checking them out herself when she sees Evie walk away from the crates.

She hadn't catch Evie taking anything, Evie was a little too good for that, but she got the feeling that something had gone down. After a moment, she headed to cross Evie's path, planning to bump into her in fake carelessness to test her theory.

[resought]

Evie knows collisions, and that one feels deliberate, given that she regularly does such things herself. Evie's brow raises, and she glowers - but only for a moment, before her features rearrange into a more charming, innocent smile.

"Careful," she says, easygoing but with a hint of warning. One hand goes to Ellie's shoulder, to straighten her, and the other slides into the rim of her coat. Less than a second later, and it's empty, book hidden away. "Don't want that to happen again, do we?"

[waitingmyturn]

Ellie looked up at the woman and for a moment felt herself get distracted. "No I guess not," she said after a moment, trying to hide that reaction with feigned confusion. "Sorry I was trying to get to the shipment over there. I heard there were books." She then pointed to the boxes that Evie had been investigating just a moment ago.

[resought]

"Some of them have been taken up to Skyhold already," Evie says, easily. If she's bothered by the discussion of a shipment that she has moments ago pilfered from, it doesn't show. "But there are quite a few left behind. Looking for something in particular?"