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SS Pathstone Mingle

Who: Crew and visitors of the SS ~~Passive Aggressive~~ Pathstone
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the ship
When: All February!

[with how good everyone on this ship is at settling differences, getting along, acting rationally, and sharing their things, this month will go by without any ripples.

the audience will be so bored. there isn't ever any drama on this ship. at all. it's great.]

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[ It's fine, he says, but Solas doesn't think that is the case. He is adept at lying and evading the truth himself, when the time calls for it, and he can see that this as much a lie as anything else - but he allows it, for now, letting it slide and simply nodding his head in agreement. There's no point in fighting a battle that he cannot win, not until he has learned more. ]

A friend of Cole's is certainly a friend of mine.

[ And, now, his smile softens and he nods his head, as welcoming as ever. ]

Welcome to the Pathstone, Mikleo.

[The calm kindness of his tone and demeanor clashes strangely with the level of malevolence the man carries with him; his words should come out as a roar, instead. He feels like Eizen, like the battlefield. Is this like Nightingale? A good person, more or less, but corrupted unknowingly? There's still so much about the nature of malevolence that he doesn't understand, and likely won't without a much older seraph around to explain it.

Right now all he can really do is endure.]

Thank you. I'm here by Elize's invitation. Do you know where I can find her?

[ There has always been more to Solas than meets the eye and he feels as if the spirit before him can see it, seeing through the great, iron walls that he's put up between himself and the outside world, as if the veil he has drawn around him has fallen apart without any hesitation. He watches, his eyes dark and flashing almost dangerously before he softens and shakes his head, all sign of bad temperament falling away into good humour. Stepping back, Solas motions towards the door, not standing in Mikleo's way even for a moment.

He will have to speak to Cole, he thinks. ]

She will likely be in her rooms. Would you like me to guide you?

[Can he get rid of you this way?

...that's rude. And irresponsible- he ought to try and gather information, for Sorey's sake if nothing else.

It's just... this man hides it incredibly well, but there's something about his eyes that Mikleo feels uneasy about.]

Only if you wish. I don't want to trouble you needlessly.

It is no trouble at all. Shall we?

[ Solas nods towards the doorway before he moves and walks forward himself.

Personally, he is distractingly curious about this spirit, what he feels, senses, what his world is like and what powers he might have, but he is careful with it. The boy hadn't reacted well and pushing, especially so soon, might end is something closer to disaster - which would do none of them good. For now he would have to take careful, measured steps into getting the information he desired... Or ask Cole about the matter.

Finally, he speaks again. ]

Have you been aboard the fleet long?

[Mikleo follows behind him, keeping to a polite distance. As powerful as the man's malevolence is, he doesn't seem to have a domain, so as long as he doesn't get too close, it's... tolerable.]

Not at all. I arrived just over a month ago, so I'm still adjusting.

[ Walking careful, Solas is ever aware of the steps of the younger man behind him, careful and almost uncertain - but he makes no comment of it. He walks and acts as though there is nothing amiss, as if nothing untoward had happened between the two of them. He is no fool, of course, but all the same... ]

Ah, a little longer than myself for this time around. Are you enjoying it at all?

[It would be impossible to completely hide the truth of his answer; his discomfort was far too obvious at the start for that, now. At least conversation is helping, bit by bit, to distract him.]

It... has its ups and downs. The station has been interesting, though. I like the library.

Ah, a place I haven't yet had the chance to visit.

[ His arms are crossed behind his back and he's careful with his words, turning his head to look at Mikleo. ]

It was not here when I first arrived and I've yet to settle in long enough to try. It is large?

I think so, yes. I've nothing to compare it to- it was my first time ever visiting one.

[Much as he'd have loved to visit libraries all over the world, there'd never really been time for it.]

Most of the material there is- ...digital, but there are real books as well.

[He stumbles a little, still getting used to the technology, even with the augment's assistance. What a waste of a library, to put all that information on screens.]

You have never visited a library before? That is a shame - there were some grand ones in Thedas, spanning what felt like entire worlds. The knowledge they held was magnificent, certainly, if not sometimes a little incorrect.

[ Solas had little time for libraries himself, these days, but when he was with the Inquisition he had managed enough; being able to request books had been quite the boon indeed. ]

At least there are some gifts that our captors might allow us. I much prefer having the tome in my hands.

There are libraries in my world as well, I'm certain, but I had no way to access them.

[Libraries are human constructs, for the most part. And most humans would have issues with floating books, as evidenced by his own library visits here.]

Still, I'd like to visit all of them someday.

I am certain you will get the chance, should you return.

[ He hums, almost absently, as if his mind is far away. ]

I had the option when I was evicted from the fleet.

Evicted...

[He'd said something like that already, in retrospect- "this time". It's the first he's heard of such a thing from one who'd experienced it.]

You were sent away from this place before?

Yes, once before. It doesn't seem to be too uncommon a thing, but this is my first time back since the first.

[ He shakes his head, looking at the murals as they walk. ]

Many of my fellows were still here.

"Sent away", not "escaped"... so it was our captors who did it, then. Did you remember this place while you were free?

I did not. All my memories returned once I awoke here once more, but as I wandered Thedas I was unaware of my time here, as if it had simply been erased.

That's... unfortunate. There seems to be no end to their meddling with us.

[He's not sure if that's worse or on par with sticking the augment in their heads. Ugh...]

At least there is good company to be found.

[ Which is another nudge to see how he reacts, to see how he takes it considering the moment before. ]

[Mikleo hesitates a moment, then nods.]

Yes, that's true. There are many kind people in the fleet. Even those who can't see me have made me feel welcome.

[He won't deny it, but he can't say for sure whether or not Solas can be counted among them. How he speaks is very gentle, but it conflicts harshly with how he feels. He could be a very good liar, for all Mikleo knows.]

[ He pauses, considering, for a moment, before he speaks. ]

There are those that cannot see you?

[ Most spirits are visible in Thedas, but, again, he is shown that Mikleo is not most spirits. Instead he is unique, and different, and Solas is curious and concerned all at once. ]

Most people, yes. In my world, we call it "resonance"- the ability to see or hear my kind. I've traveled across an entire continent and only half a dozen humans in total were ever aware of it.

[There's little sense in dancing around it. It's still very strange to him, to have met so many here who even have the capacity to perceive him.]

This place is... different, but resonance is still rare.

Resonance. I see.

[ Curious. He can understand why the term would be used, but it's definitely interesting to think that only some people could see spirits. Were there people in Thedas as blind as that? Solas cannot imagine walking around and not knowing the connections people had to spirits and the Fade...

Waking up in a world of Tranquil. Maybe he could.

It must be different, for this one, then, to have so many capable of seeing and speaking with him. ]

It must be remarkable to have so many new conversation partners.

It's been a learning experience, I won't deny that.

[He's not the most graceful when it comes to conversation.]

It's also been somewhat jarring. Being invisible to most people also meant moving undetected from place to place. There is a certain level of safety in that.

I can only imagine.

[ Solas doesn't mind all that much; he is learning, and that is all he cares for. ]

And that safety is gone here on the fleet. I can understand. [ Not that he'll elaborate. ] Do you have companions from your own world here? I am sure they will stand at your side should anything happen.

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