bouchonne: (delighted!!)
[personal profile] bouchonne
if this were modern times byerly would probably make you listen to total eclipse of the heart before you were able to leave a message

Date: 2021-02-08 10:40 pm (UTC)
altusimperius: (ono)
From: [personal profile] altusimperius
[Benedict nods, turning to him at last.]

I-- when I was little, I heard a strange sound come from her study. There was a crack in the wall. With light beyond it.

[He shakes his head, blinking, as if he can't quite believe he was reminded of this.]


I went to look through, but Micaela pulled me away. I never saw it again.

[A pause.]

I wasn't even allowed in her study, most of the time.

Date: 2021-02-08 10:42 pm (UTC)
keenly: (they are my own)
From: [personal profile] keenly
"They're fussy about people knowing."

And you're his boss.

Date: 2021-02-09 01:02 am (UTC)
hornswoggle: (1186)
From: [personal profile] hornswoggle
Did any of us wake up pleased from that dream?

[ A sidestep as much as an honest question. Whichever the dream, the end note had struck a particular chord. ]

The trappings aside, I'd like your impression of the Herald and all the warnings imparted.

Date: 2021-02-09 01:11 am (UTC)
keenly: (for what's right)
From: [personal profile] keenly
"But I am. Achingly normal. So even if you can listen, I can't say it. I've got to follow the rules."

Date: 2021-02-09 01:46 am (UTC)
hornswoggle: (286)
From: [personal profile] hornswoggle
I don't know enough about spirits to judge one way or another, [ John admits, because it costs him nothing to offer such a truth to Byerly. ] Did you ever see her before? The Herald?

Date: 2021-02-09 04:13 am (UTC)
altusimperius: (pls be nice to me)
From: [personal profile] altusimperius
[Bene's mouth has gone dry. He shakes his head, and is near-paralyzed by the helplessness of their slowly dawning, shared realization: there are probably people in there right now.]

That was, [he reaches for the memory,] ...at least... seventeen, eighteen years ago.
Edited Date: 2021-02-09 04:14 am (UTC)

Date: 2021-02-09 05:08 am (UTC)
truthtied: (It's like this.)
From: [personal profile] truthtied
"Would it be correct to assume that we are financially independent of the Inquisition and Kirwall as well?"

Date: 2021-02-09 05:18 am (UTC)
sulahnan: (daya-423)
From: [personal profile] sulahnan
She doesn't even try to look innocent, she just shrugs.

"I'll work on it. Not the mead. Wysteria's house is incredibly haunted."

post-dream wakeup~ (co-starring Bastien later)

Date: 2021-02-11 09:07 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (bummed lying down)
From: [personal profile] coquettish_trees
[ When Alexandrie wakes it is sudden, and for a moment she doesn't know where she is, or when. But the light becomes familiar, the curtains, the pattern of the blankets, the warmth of the skin she's curled against. She tilts her head quickly, to look. Both eyes. No grey (maybe one or two.) He holds her like he wants to keep her close, and she is pressed to his side like she cannot be close enough.

Dreams, all dreams.

The breath she draws feels like the first in a long time.

Things linger— images, the anger, sorrow, fear, joy, and love that belongs to them— but the Veil is drawing over them quickly, and it is like feeling through layers of fabric. Not as sharp, not as real. Still, there are so many, and she presses her face into Byerly's neck to block out the morning until it stops spinning. ]

Date: 2021-02-11 10:35 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (sleeping)
From: [personal profile] coquettish_trees
[ She smiles fondly and kisses where her face is pressed as if it had been the purr, then stretches with a rather inelegant groan through her nose, which is subsequently wrinkled, and collapses back into her previous place. ]

Is it? I slept wretchedly.

Date: 2021-02-11 11:43 pm (UTC)
altusimperius: (ofuck)
From: [personal profile] altusimperius
I'm,

[Is he certain? If he turns out to be wrong, if it's just residual from the dream, will he be accused of treason again?]

It's a memory, [he hedges.]

There's a door in the wall, in her study. Maybe it's-- maybe it's for something else.

[He is not convinced.]

Date: 2021-02-11 11:56 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (hat serious)
From: [personal profile] coquettish_trees
[ That will get him a pleased hum and a search for his hand so she can lace their fingers and stroke her thumb along his, a movement that turns idle as she rolls the dreams around in her mind and frowns a little. Settles herself even more securely against his shoulder.

Here. Warm. Real. Loves her.

Absently: ]


I dreamed we were being beastly to each other.

Date: 2021-02-12 12:02 am (UTC)
keenly: (with a fairy hand in hand)
From: [personal profile] keenly
"Man." That much is harmless enough to say. "Don't get me wrong, I do like women, it just hasn't...happened yet."

A shrug.
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