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Who: Leliana
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: now!

[It took some fiddling, but Leliana managed to make the video broadcast work. For a moment, she doesn't speak, not realizing it was on. When it dawns on her, the surprise is there before her expression relaxes.]

My apologies, the technologies of this place are lost on me. I suppose this is the best course of action if I want information, no? I am looking for comrades of mine - Cullen, Josephine, and Inquisitor Trevelyn. I do not know if they are here but it is my understanding from what I have managed to glean from this... device - that they could very well be newly arrived, the same as I.

[Which is something that troubles her. They were all very much needed back home in Thedas not here - wherever here was.]

Those wishing to aid me in finding my people may address me as Sister Nightingale. I thank you very much in advance.

[With that, she ends the video feed. A polite and succinct post, yes, but internally she was already assessing her situation, analyzing the threat she might very well be under.]

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I do, but I expected you to be sitting comfortably at home ruling your Kingdom.

[And it's with a sad smile she greets him, the light of it not quite reaching her eyes. He did not remember Riona as his wife, but he knew her. It was a bitter sweet thing.]

It has been some time, for me, since we last spoke.

[Sure she handled some diplomacy here and there between the kingdom and their cause. Many of her little birds, her spies for the Inquisition, flitted about Redcliffe, keeping a watchful eye for enemies on his doorstep.]

Oh, good. I mean - this place is weird enough with the different worlds and -

You're from the future, aren't you?

Yes. I could very well know all your horrible secrets that you don't even know yet!

[She's kidding. It's Alistair she has to joke a little.]

Oh, good. That makes me feel so much better.

[ He gives her a wry smile, and shakes his head. ]

I've been told more than enough about the future, I think. Maybe we should just stick to the present.

I'm glad to help. Oh! You could have had so much fun making a guessing game out of it.

[Her smile is much warmer than it was a minute ago. It was just like old times.]

Tell me, what's the last thing you remember?

Back home? We were getting ready for the coronation.

Ah. So not too far behind then.

[Just... a few years give or take. A lot happened between then and the present.]

I have new nugs! Schmooples passed away but my recent two are doing quite well.

[There! Something she can actually tell him without breaking his brain.]

You're still on about the nug thing?

Well, it's good to know some things won't change. Heard any good stories, lately?

'Nug thing' implies a passing fancy. They're adorable, Alistair.

[Accept it. Accept the love of nugs!]

What sort of stories?

They're big naked rats that live off lichen!

[ Leliana plz. ]

And I dunno, stories with happy endings, maybe?

They have twitchy little noses and oh the sweet little sounds they make! I do love them so.

[#nuglyfe]

Hmm. Stories of home? Oh! Or I could make something up.

[About nugs of course.]

I dunno. I was just wondering. It's just nice to talk to someone else from a world that makes sense.

Well, I can tell you that you're very happy back home with the Queen.

[You know, Riona. :|]

Oh! I do have a funny story! An elven girl in the Inquisition's ranks named Sera and the Inquisitor played a series of pranks on Commander Cullen. One of them involved moving his desk an inch a day, as I recall it.

[She was glad Sera thought twice before touching her things.]

You - you mean, Riona?

[ Somehow, he has a hard time picturing himself happy with Anora. Riona, though, he thinks he understands how good that must be. You know, for the other him. ]

Cullen? That... Templar in the circle tower?

Yes, I do mean her. She is the Hero of Ferelden I remember, even if others here do not.

[She won't push but damn it if she wants both of her friends happy!!]

Also yes. He is one of the Inquisitor's advisors, alongside myself, Cassandra Pentaghast, and a friend of mine - Josephine Montilyet.

It's good - I mean, it's nice that you and she are from the same world.

[ Riona deserves to have one of the friends that she actually knows here. ]

Inquisitor? Right, the Inquisition, thing. That's going to happen again. More future-stuff.

I like to think so too, even if I am still trying to understand this place.

[It was as if the Maker had seen to it Himself, in his own way.]

Yes, unfortunately. These things have a way of happening in their own time, no?

[Just like the Blight.]

It's weird. I mean, a lot of the events in our world seem... fixed? But some of the players seem to be a little different.

Yes, though I'm noticing that the gender or race of our Inquisitor seems to change quite frequently. Where I am from she is a human, and yet I have been told there is an elven woman here. Fenris also explained that the Hawke he knew was a man and yet the one I remember seems to be here.

[Or well... she looks the same. Weiiiird.]

The difference I am also finding is in the, ah, partners each chooses - or perhaps that might just be you and Riona? I'm interested - who was your Hero of Ferelden and what were they like?

Yeah, I'm honestly not sure how many variations there are. The Hero of Ferelden in my world is a mage. Her name is Amell, and she, uh. Well, she and you sort of... have a... thing.

Me? And... The Hero of Ferelden. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

[She is sympathetic to mages and if someone won her affections that deeply, well that would definitely be someone she would treasure with all her heart. But still... This is good. She has the smile of someone who is totally thinking wicked thoughts DON'T MIND HER. This is too good seriously. Just wait til she tells Riona.]

I suppose it is only right that I should find happiness of my own with our beloved Hero... does Riona know about this?

[Because she loves her bff and she is totally tucking this information away for future use to tease him by dangling Riona like a carrot - a carrot she will probably be flirting with just for giggles. She isn't serious, of course. Riona is happy with Alistair, even if he doesn't remember it which is honestly a complete shame. She's a catch, her dear beloved friend.]

[ Of course, Alistair spends a lot of time pointedly not thinking about such things, so there you go. ]

Well, yes, I might've mentioned it to her once. That was before she told me about her, and... me. The other me. Whatever. I wouldn't have said anything otherwise!

[Ah. The 'other' him sounded so strange when she had her friend right in front of her. It must have been heartbreaking for Riona.]

What did you say to her when you were told?

[~~Because so help her if you goofed up on letting her down gently, Alistair-!!~~ This was just a royal mess, honestly. She's hating this whole time/space travel garbage even more, just seeing what an awkward situation the two of them were in.]

Ummm. I think mostly I just stared at her? Then I asked if she was... happy. With... him? Me? The other me. Whatever.

Oh, I'm sure it was still you in a sense. The Maker is strange that way - and perhaps it is not unlike some sort of Magic that has changed events for you.

[Because damn it she's refusing to believe he's anyone but her Alistair. Maybe he just got hit on the head??? ~~He'd have to be to marry Anora.~~]

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