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Who: Leilani
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish, later
When: Now!

[ The feed opens with the camera focussed on someone's back - it takes a moment to settle, but then Leilani peers over her shoulder, a soft smile on her face. What she's showing off is quite clear; where her skin was once bare, there's a winding tattoo that covers her spine from the small of her back up to her shoulders.

The centre is a green stalk, like a plant, with roses of bright Fade green and blood red surrounding it, coloured in a watercolour style. Weaving through the stem of the flowers is a bright purple snake that seems to have... Bull horns on the top, and a pair of red, glowing eyes. The stem branches out into curves and patterns across her back: anyone familiar with Dalish vallaslin will recognise the design. ]

Leilani grins, even though it makes her wince a little - the tattoo is fresh, and it's red and a little sore from where it's starting to heal. At least she has the decency to make sure she doesn't flash anything by holding a shirt over her chest. ]

I used to have tattoos on my face. For my people, blood writing - the vallaslin - was a sign of becoming an adult. You would get the markings of one of the Gods placed on you, and you would have to sit in silence or you would not be allowed to be given the writing at all.

[ She takes a deep breath, quiet, before she breathes it out. It's obviously hurting, both the ache from the tattoo and the loss of her actual vallaslin. ]

I lost my vallaslin, so I thought it was time to get something new, something for myself rather than for the Gods. [ She finally smiles properly, tilting her head. ] And I'm fishing for compliments, now. I'd like to hear what you think - Loyalty.

[ She ducks out of view before she can finish the sentence, and whoever is holding the camera ends the feed as she goes. ]

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[ He visits her later, or rather, walks into his quarters some time after the video is broadcast. He'd seen the video and had the intention of responding at the time, though he'd been a little distracted. Dorian is loathe to leave the warmth of Philias, when it reminds him so much of home and it has been the only decent planet he's visited. Still, he does need to talk to Leilani and to wax poetic about her tattoo. It's lovely, but he's not certain about the symbolism.

He moves into the room with ease, sitting on the corner of the bed with his legs crossed. ]

As lovely as your video was, it is even better to see in person.

[ Of course she ends up in Dorian's room; when Justice had picked up Loyalty and left, the threat of Riona a little too strong, she had disappeared back into the warmth and comfort of Dorian's room. She beams when he walks in, shifting a little to make herself comfortable as he sits down beside her, and when she looks at him she smiles. ]

I'm generally better in person. [ Beaming, she moves and settles down, resting her head on Dorian's leg. Deal with it. ] Sometimes.

Always, carissima.

[ His hand settles on the crown of her head, fingers idly rubbing at her scalp. He studies the tattoo now that he's closer. It is beautiful, and it does suit her, running down her spine. It's hers, and he knows the loss of her vallaslin has tortured her, so having this is good. ]

I would have accompanied you, you realize.

[ She hums, quite content; her back is still sore and she's a little put out by some things, but she's also incredibly comfortable with being curled up near Dorian again. It's always wonderful to be around him, to feel at peace with the person she trusts the most. ]

I know. I asked Justice to go with me.

Is that so?

[ His eyebrows go up in surprise, though they have been getting closer recently, haven't they? Using a bit of magic, he cools his fingertips, moving his hand to the back of her neck. Hopefully it will help ease some of her discomfort. ]

[ She scoffs, but relaxes. The cool touch against her skin settles some of the soreness of her skin, and she breathes out a gentle noise as she turns to putty against Dorian. ]

Yes. And then he let me cuddle him without a shirt on.

That's my girl.

[ He's definitely pleased by the turn of events. Solas has taken too much from her, she needs someone who could give it back. Someone who wouldn't betray her, in the end. Justice is a spirit of good, it's not in him to go against his own nature. ]

What did he have to say to that?

[ She hums, absently. ]

Nothing, really, until he touched my ears.

[ Leilani is settled against Dorian now, and she tilts her head up to look at him, trying to fight the smile on her face. ]

He really shouldn't have touched my ear.

Your ears are sensitive, then? [ A beat. ] I apologize, I am somewhat lacking in knowledge of this.

So, what happened?

They are. It's not the same for every elf, but... [ She shrugs absently, but she reaches for his hand with her own. ]

He asked me if I wanted to have sex with him.

[ Of course he offers her his free hand, the other still rubbing chilled fingers absently on the skin above her tattoo. He laughs abruptly, definitely not expecting that from Justice. ]

I assume you do, but I sense something foolish coming.

Me? Foolish? [ She scoffs, just holding on to his hand for a moment. ] I have no idea what you're talking about.

I'm sure you don't. [ What Inquisitor would possibly be foolish?? ]

We had a perfectly reasonable time kissing each other before I told him it might be a good idea to stop.

Why on earth would you stop?

[ She sighs, frowning. ]

He's not in a good place, I think. Whatever we did together... It's his first time doing that as a mortal-type being and I didn't want it to be because he was trying to bury his feelings.

[ Dorian hums. ] You're a far better person than I am. Sex can be quite distracting when trying to bury feelings.

I wouldn't say better. Just conscious of the fact that he's never had sex before.

[ She tilts her head up, looking at him again. ]

I didn't want him to regret it.

Anyone who would regret being with you doesn't deserve you.

[ He's just going to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. ]

Perhaps you were right in stopping it. As a spirit, it might have been overwhelming.

[ That makes her laugh, a little sharp and bitter. She could say half a dozen things here, actually, and all of them would be about Solas. ]

If we do something together I want it to be on equal terms. On good terms.

[ They won't discuss He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named here. She's of far better character than he is, and she didn't deserve to have her heart broken as it had been. ]

Hopefully you can reach an agreement soon, hmm?

[ Her tattoo hurts, even with the soothing cold of Dorian's hand, and it reminds her of the vallaslin she lost, taken from her by someone who claimed to love her. It makes her close her eyes, tears prickling over her eyes even as she grits her teeth. ]

When things are better for him, yes.

What about when things are better for you?

[ If she won't protect her own heart, he will. ]

Things won't be better for me for a long time, Dorian.

[ It'll end with either the world being destroyed or her murdering the man she loves. Either way, she's fucked. ]

[ It doesn't necessarily have to come to that. Dorian will do everything in his power to find a solution, but also kick his teeth in as he deserves for hurting her so. ]

They will. [ He's insistent on this, at least. ] Do you think you can be happy with him?

[ With Justice. ]

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