ye olde mingle of the pathstone variety

[openhands]

Who: crew of the pathstone & you!!!
Broadcast: ??
Action: aboard the pathstone, yo
When: 11/25 & beyond

[So how about that longer hallway? Weird, right? Or you know the new antiquated look in the interior is kinda nice...right? Right.]

[...GET IN HERE, IT'S A MINGLE]

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[openhands]

[The first day back on the Pathstone, Cassandra will be taking stock of the armory and her room, making sure that everything is still in its place and working properly. After which, she settles back into her routine easily enough. That's not to say that the whole mess of calibrations wasn't disturbing and unnerving, but she recognizes there's not much she can do about it now.]

[So, find her out on the waystations sometimes shopping or just simply looking for a chance to be off the ship and walk away. Maybe have a drink with her. Or if you're looking for her on the Pathstone specifically, find her in the kitchen or down in the cargo bay. She's around.]

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[killedwithlove]

[In typical fashion, Cole doesn't Cassandra he's there, just appears in the armory and starts talking to her.]

I saw Maladicta in the bad place, deep inside and on the outside. She said she was horrible, but she's not.

[openhands]

[Cassandra nearly jumps out of her skin. You'd think she'd be used to it by now, but it always manages to take her by surprise. Once the initial startle reaction is past, however, she's able to focus on what Cole is saying.]

You mean you saw inside her head.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke is... always quiet, so it probably isn't that noticeable that he's quieter than he was before.

But he'll be right there in the armory as well, double checking things in his own quiet way. Was he in there before she got started and just out of sight, or did he come in and walk weirdly quiet? It's hard to tell. ]

[openhands]

[Cassandra looks over at Duke. It is incredibly hard to tell whether he came before or after her, but it doesn't really matter, does it?]

Everything seems to be as we left it.

[serves]

[Did someone say drinking??? Well, Cullen isn't one for it most days, but he's more than happy to have one with Cassandra. Cheers.]

To nothing completely disastrous happening.

[openhands]

[Cassandra smiles a little. Maker, when did that become their standard? All the same: cheers. She takes a swig from her glass.]

Still I pray nothing like that happens again.

waystations!

[princessia]

Cassandra!

[ Guess who's roaming around the shops on her own again. Elize is! She brought along with her a mage staff this time and if bludgeoning someone doesn't work, she can also do what Cassandra taught her: punch them. ]

Are you shopping for anything specific?

[openhands]

[Attagirl Elize! You do your auntie very proud. She's even got a smile for you, whoa!!]

Not today, [she says with a small shake of her head. Most of the shops don't really have anything that are of interest to Cassandra, but it still never hurts to look and be sure.] What about you?

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[dawnwillcome]

[The first thing that Jove does upon returning is, admittedly, a little embarrassing. She visits each place Solas had left a mural, checking and rechecking to be sure they're still there and not somehow replaced by whatever or whoever made the hallways longer.

It shouldn't be such a relief to see them still there, but it is. She might be found with her head bowed and hand resting on one of the paintings, and she's clearly very glad to be back.

From there she moves on to her own bedroom, leaving the door wide open for any visitors as she tends to the plants that had been left the entire time... but are still in surprisingly good condition. Thanks Atroma. After that it's time for a trip to a waystation to stock up on things they might need on the ship, because lets be real, Tek isn't gonna do it.]

[openhands]

[Cassandra finds Jove while she's checking on the murals to be sure they had been preserved. Cassandra's feelings towards Solas have not improved or grown softer in his absence, but... Well, Jove isn't the Inquisitor she knows from her Thedas, but she understand. Whatever Solas was to Jove, there was a close friendship there. She cannot fault someone for missing a friend.]

It's good to be back, [she says, quietly.]

[dawnwillcome]

[Jove starts a little at the sound of Cassandra's voice, but when she turns to look at the other woman it's with a smile. That will teach her to get so distracted a friend can make her jump just by speaking.]

It is. I wouldn't have thought one type of imprisonment could be so much more preferable than another, but I can't help hope this is where we stay if we're forced to stay at all. How are you doing, Cassandra?

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley has been tending to his own plants, which largely consists of yelling at them a lot, but that's just how he rolls. He's wandering past, holding some poor houseplant or other in his hands.]

And just because I've been gone doesn't mean you can just start getting brown leaves and whathaveyou. I'm letting you off this once, but if you're not verdant and green in three days, it's into the airlock you-

[Oh.]

... 'Lo, Jove.

[dawnwillcome]

[She has heard him berating his plants before, of course, because they've lived in such close quarters for so long it's impossible to miss, but each time she experiences it Jove can't help but find it just as perplexing and amusing as she had the very first time.]

Hello, Crowley. I see you've got a stubborn one there.

[serves]

[So, this ship is different, too. He's not surprised, just as he's not surprised to find Jove by one of Solas' murals.]

All intact?

[dawnwillcome]

[She does tend to be pretty predictable, doesn't she.]

It looks that way. I was worried when I saw the other changes, but I suppose Atroma sees the value of keeping these. Perhaps I should be thanking them instead of the Creators.

[But it seems odd to linger on Solas when Cullen is right there, so she leaves the mural behind to approach him instead.]

Was your ship very different?

[killedwithlove]

[Cole turns up after a while, coming and sitting silently among the plants, petting the little yellow flowers of the plant they got for Bunny. He doesn't say anything, just sits there and waits until Jove notices him.]

[dawnwillcome]

[It doesn't take her long to notice he's there, coming over with a small watering can to sit down with him.]

Would you like to do the honors?

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[heresyandlace]

[Tek has been very quiet since he's been back... though, it's not that he has been particularly avoiding anyone. in fact, after a several-days-long nap in his nest, he has seemingly gone right back to his usual habits, for the most part. almost as if the whole Marsiva thing had never happened.

those who have spent enough time around him can probably tell the difference, however. he's just a little more detached from things around him--more up in his own thoughts than present wherever he is in the moment. he's distracted. the brief smalltalk that he bothers to engage with is from behind more layers of superficiality than usual. he's not really paying attention. he's all up in his head.

until the day that he decides to decorate.

and then he's suddenly taking most of the sparkly trinkets and mirrors that he has collected during his time in the fleet, moving them out of his lair, and placing them around the rest of the ship. they go well with the interior's new makeover, but... it's still the first time that Tek has done anything but keep his hoard entirely squirreled away in his room around his nest.

so, for several days, he can be found in almost any area of the ship, tidying up and fussing over the exact placement of mirrors, bits of pretty metal, and empty picture frames.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley's heading back from doing some work on the bar to find- all of this. He's used to seeing Tek's trinkets around the nest and just assumed it was some dragon thing. They hoard stuff, right? He's pretty sure he read that once.

Now it seems they've begun to expand. ]

What? You've decided to bedazzle the entire ship now?

[heresyandlace]

More or less. [--without actually looking up from where he's carefully adjusting a tiny stand-up mirror, getting it just right.]

[openhands]

[...water u doin' tek???]

[No, in all seriousness, Cassandra is watching Tek warily as he's moving his hoard out and decorating other parts of the ship. But she doesn't say anything or question him directly. She's just...watching.]

[sinuosity]

[ This is a lot of useless trinkets. Nyssa steps over them, silent, but not bothering to disguise she's following once she's found him. ]

There seems little point in this many mirrors.

[dawnwillcome]

[She'd been wondering about him, honestly. It had seemed right to be sure Tek had his own space after the mess on the Marsiva, and while she hadn't been avoiding him Jove certainly had been leaving the captain's quarters to him for the most part.

His decorating is odd, though. In all the time she's known him, in all the time she'd lived on this ship, she hadn't known Tek as one to share. Picking up a picture frame, she comes to stand beside him.]

You know, the usual practice is to put a painting in one of these.

[princessia]

[ Elize is a regular visitor to the Pathstone, since there's a number of people she's fond of on the ship. Tek's not one of them though. She crosses her arms, watching Tek with a stern look as though he's committing some sort of crime by decorating the ship. ]

What are you doing?