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faderift2016-03-04 01:42 pm
fightingale) wrote in faderift2016-03-04 01:42 pm
(open, kinda) it's not enough to say, it's not what's in your heart
WHO: Leliana & open to friends of Detlef/Anders and those who need to talk to Leliana in the post-Anders aftermath
WHAT: Following Leliana figuring out Detlef's true identity (after he went to the Wardens but before they had a chance to approach the Advisers), Leliana is interrogating those who knew him under either identity. However, if your character has cr with Leliana and would like to speak to her just because, they're also welcome.
WHEN: mumbles vaguely, after this log - somewhat timewimey to allow for flexibility. Mostly the first half of Drakonis, with some flexibility for folks outside of Skyhold for any reason :Db
WHERE: SKYHOLD.
NOTES:
1. by no means do you have to have your character interrogated by leliana if they knew anders/detlef! we can handwave it or come up with something else!
2. information on interrogation and sign ups are here! you don't have to reply to that comment, but it would be really helpful to give me an idea of what information leliana could find connecting your character to anders/detlef, what her scouts might have observed or what gossip there is, and sort of... anything that'll help me blather my way through this. iff you feel so inclined, filling in this form would be super helpful but is not required! :Db
3. if you would like a thread that isn't an interrogation/interview but is instead your character coming to approach leliana to discuss anders fate or even anything not anders related, basically, let's do it! just chuck in a starter or pm me or something
INTERROGATIONS
There are so many parts of Skyhold, so many still under construction and renovation. Leliana has secured such a room for her interrogations. Nothing remarkable, not greatly furnished, or even fully completed. Ivy tumbles through a hole remaining in the old roof that has yet to be patched up, accompanied by stray drips, if an interrogation is taking place during the early morning. Other times, glancing up might reveal a silhouette partly blocking the light that would normally cut down through the hole, the long leg of a spider resting there, sharp black eyes staring down through the hole, or just the occasionally click and chitter of a giant spider's observations.
(Leliana owes Morrigan thanks for more than one helpful contribution during these interrogations, yes. Such is the nature of the offence - even these two have found common ground.)
When one of her interviewees are summoned, they will be escorted to this chamber, or one remarkably similar just nearby, by her scouts. Weapons must be handed over, and then they are free to wait in the stone room, occupied only by a table can chair. The wait is oftentimes an hour at least. Up for four, sometimes, if Leliana is busy with another interrogation, or business that is privy only to the master of spies.
When she does arrive, she waits before the door a long moment, before one of her scouts open it and enters behind her, setting down a chair for her to sit, and waiting just inside the door as a silent presence. Leliana does not sit right away, nor does she speak, instead waiting a long moment before speaking, just to see if her company will speak, first. What they will say, how they will act, allowing herself a moment to watch and to consider.
OOC Note - OPTIONS!
Please pick which one (or combination!) you feel your character would be most likely to respond to, would get them a bit off balance, or that you think would make for an interesting starter. We can pretend that leliana deduced this based on logic and intuition, or her scouts giving her information.
Please note!
Leliana will not be doing anything that could endanger people or cause them harm while they wait for interrogation. She will, however, allow them to be uncomfortable.
For example, if your character has a phobia of spiders, she’d ask Morrigan to not be skittering around over the hole in the roof, and would probably not go for the webbing option. However, if your character just doesn’t like spiders? Totally on the cards. Similarly, if your character has delicate health she isn’t likely to make them sit in the cold, etc.)
1. unbalanced.
One of the legs of their chair is just a bit shorter than the others, so it’s impossible for them to get comfortable or sit for any period of time, without wobbling.
2. sticky situation.
The entire table and their seat is spread with a very fine layer of spider webbing, too thin to see, but enough to just be… kind of sticky and weird oh god why is it sticky???
3. uncomfortable.
The room is either weirdly cool or weirdly warm. Not to a level that would harm health, but just enough to have them sitting there, uncomfortably.
4. fiddling.
Quill, ink, parchment + a long wait. What are they going to do?
WILDCARD.
For other conversations, Leliana can be found mostly in the Rookery. Almost always in the Rookery, in fact, though there may be rare occasions when she is walking the ramparts or wandering in the garden to clear her head, usually very late at night or obscenely early in the morning.
Hit me with your best shot.
WHAT: Following Leliana figuring out Detlef's true identity (after he went to the Wardens but before they had a chance to approach the Advisers), Leliana is interrogating those who knew him under either identity. However, if your character has cr with Leliana and would like to speak to her just because, they're also welcome.
WHEN: mumbles vaguely, after this log - somewhat timewimey to allow for flexibility. Mostly the first half of Drakonis, with some flexibility for folks outside of Skyhold for any reason :Db
WHERE: SKYHOLD.
NOTES:
1. by no means do you have to have your character interrogated by leliana if they knew anders/detlef! we can handwave it or come up with something else!
2. information on interrogation and sign ups are here! you don't have to reply to that comment, but it would be really helpful to give me an idea of what information leliana could find connecting your character to anders/detlef, what her scouts might have observed or what gossip there is, and sort of... anything that'll help me blather my way through this. iff you feel so inclined, filling in this form would be super helpful but is not required! :Db
3. if you would like a thread that isn't an interrogation/interview but is instead your character coming to approach leliana to discuss anders fate or even anything not anders related, basically, let's do it! just chuck in a starter or pm me or something
INTERROGATIONS
There are so many parts of Skyhold, so many still under construction and renovation. Leliana has secured such a room for her interrogations. Nothing remarkable, not greatly furnished, or even fully completed. Ivy tumbles through a hole remaining in the old roof that has yet to be patched up, accompanied by stray drips, if an interrogation is taking place during the early morning. Other times, glancing up might reveal a silhouette partly blocking the light that would normally cut down through the hole, the long leg of a spider resting there, sharp black eyes staring down through the hole, or just the occasionally click and chitter of a giant spider's observations.
(Leliana owes Morrigan thanks for more than one helpful contribution during these interrogations, yes. Such is the nature of the offence - even these two have found common ground.)
When one of her interviewees are summoned, they will be escorted to this chamber, or one remarkably similar just nearby, by her scouts. Weapons must be handed over, and then they are free to wait in the stone room, occupied only by a table can chair. The wait is oftentimes an hour at least. Up for four, sometimes, if Leliana is busy with another interrogation, or business that is privy only to the master of spies.
When she does arrive, she waits before the door a long moment, before one of her scouts open it and enters behind her, setting down a chair for her to sit, and waiting just inside the door as a silent presence. Leliana does not sit right away, nor does she speak, instead waiting a long moment before speaking, just to see if her company will speak, first. What they will say, how they will act, allowing herself a moment to watch and to consider.
OOC Note - OPTIONS!
Please pick which one (or combination!) you feel your character would be most likely to respond to, would get them a bit off balance, or that you think would make for an interesting starter. We can pretend that leliana deduced this based on logic and intuition, or her scouts giving her information.
Please note!
Leliana will not be doing anything that could endanger people or cause them harm while they wait for interrogation. She will, however, allow them to be uncomfortable.
For example, if your character has a phobia of spiders, she’d ask Morrigan to not be skittering around over the hole in the roof, and would probably not go for the webbing option. However, if your character just doesn’t like spiders? Totally on the cards. Similarly, if your character has delicate health she isn’t likely to make them sit in the cold, etc.)
1. unbalanced.
One of the legs of their chair is just a bit shorter than the others, so it’s impossible for them to get comfortable or sit for any period of time, without wobbling.
2. sticky situation.
The entire table and their seat is spread with a very fine layer of spider webbing, too thin to see, but enough to just be… kind of sticky and weird oh god why is it sticky???
3. uncomfortable.
The room is either weirdly cool or weirdly warm. Not to a level that would harm health, but just enough to have them sitting there, uncomfortably.
4. fiddling.
Quill, ink, parchment + a long wait. What are they going to do?
WILDCARD.
For other conversations, Leliana can be found mostly in the Rookery. Almost always in the Rookery, in fact, though there may be rare occasions when she is walking the ramparts or wandering in the garden to clear her head, usually very late at night or obscenely early in the morning.
Hit me with your best shot.
no subject
So, ( and there is the slightest of pause, as if she is taking a moment to sort this out in her head when she clearly is not, ) To clarify; you fled, desperate for your lives and the very sake of your Order, and deemed us the most reliable source of help. Furthermore, you were already aware of the attacks that we had suffered in Haven prior to your arrival with us. Beyond that, you reached out to me, as a friend.
( Alistair might have tacked that on to be charming, or friendly, or something, but it is only another injury. )
Presumably as someone you trust.
( Anger echoes in each heartbeat, but she still sounds positively calm. Conversational, if sometimes with a little emphasis. Cordially, ) Does that sound about right?
no subject
Leliana.
[ His tone is chiding, a little impatient: is that really what this is about. Of course she's unhappy that he lied to her. He expected she would be. But he thought it would take the form of glares. Huffs. Shouting, maybe. Anything but this.
In a way, it only makes him less sorry.
He shifts back on his backwards chair, so his shoulders hunch forward to allow his arms to remain on the table and he loses height in the process, left looking up at her, just a bit, in case he needed any help looking more like a sulkily, reluctantly penitent school boy. He doesn't like this. He doesn't want to say what he's about to say. It's a courtesy, though, in its way: he's never been shy or dissembling about letting people know where they stand with him, even if it involves words like crazy and shady and bitch. ]
I don't trust you. I hardly know you. I knew you, and on the strength of that I care about you. A lot. But if anyone had asked me if I could confide in Sister Nightingale and not have the man already dead before the others had a chance to state his case, I wouldn't have been able to answer. I still couldn't.
omg html why must you betray me
And people wonder why she is so different. )
It is my responsibility to keep the people of Skyhold safe, ( she starts, very softly. ) Skyhold, the Inquisition, and by extension, all of Thedas. Secrets are insidious, Alistair. They are an infection under the skin. If they reach the bloodstream then they will kill in the most agonising of ways, and there is no promise that it will be quick.
( Here is the true injury, in this. )
There are very few people in this world who I trust implicitly, but you and Zevran were amongst them. I would have never have acted to undermine your decision, nor dismissed your judgment so brashly. I ignored my instincts because I believed you were as concerned with protecting Thedas as I.
( She believed (she believed as much as she dreaded) that Alistair still remembered who she was before, still knew what it was she valued and believed in and fought for.
Leliana remains seated. )
Perhaps it is better that Jonas became the Hero and the King. You are too concerned with the fate of Wardens alone to consider the cost that such secrets might have upon the world they are meant to be protecting.
html hates you
I've always said.
[ Everyone's always said. (Except Leliana, once. And Zevran.) So it doesn't hurt to hear, exactly. You can't sweep someone's legs out from under them when they never stood up to begin with. But the fact that she feels the need to try—that stings, and lands on a wound that had already recently been reopened.
He sits up straight without lifting his gaze. ]
I met Anders for the first time on the way to Antiva, [ he says, clipped and formal. He doesn't do cold or distant very well, but he's a soldier. He can do professional. And he can try to make sure there's no reason left to keep him here, for Thedas' Sake or otherwise. ] Or I suppose that was actually the second time. I'd seen him before in Kirkwall, but I didn't recognize him. I found out who he was shortly before you spoke to me about him. He turned himself in to our senior officer— [ He does glance up at her here, brief and pointed; some people have those, and people to answer to other than their own consciences. ] —who informed the rest of us via your... crystal things— [ He'd been doing so well. But he carries on like he's being perfectly eloquent. ] —so we could discuss what to do with him. Not informing the Inquisition was never presented as an option. It was only a matter of what to say. I'm given to understand that that didn't go as planned, but I wasn't here. That's all I know.
[ Part of him would like to stay and fight about whether Anders is a threat to Thedas or only to her Chantry, and whether secrets are all right if she's the one keeping and controlling them, and whether she would bring him information that he needed before she brought it to her own people and let them use it first.
It's only a small part. The larger part wants to go sulk somewhere less stuffy. ]
Can I go?
this is very true, we have been caught in a feud for many years
She listens as he speaks, noting each detail, memorising them. She observes his professionalism, his effort to counter her, she supposes. He is a good soldier. He follows orders. Obeys, except when he sees there is a need to pout and complain.
They obey orders, she should say. She had followed the will of the Divine to the very letter, even when it chafed at her. She had believed in Justinia, and perhaps Alistair believes in his Wardens and their senior officer in such a way. )
You are dismissed. ( and, before he makes it to the door, or perhaps before he stands, she adds: ) Morrigan is looking for you.
( is it a warning, or just a means to invoke some dread? Perhaps both. )
no subject
But the Wardens' right and responsibility to stand apart, to say what needs to be said, to take whatever monsters they can use—a lesson he was taught very publicly while every living person he had any faith in stood silently by, and one that left him so heartbroken he was ready to walk away for good, and one that's been reinforced every time someone treats him like he's petty and vindictive for being heartbroken still—
They're all the people they were taught to be. And that's a bigger hill.
He stands up, and he's turning the chair back the right way when Leliana mentions Morrigan. ] Oh, fantastic, [ he says under his breath, sarcasm tempered by weariness, and leaves without looking back at her. ]