Waystation Mingle Log!

[twocomplex]

Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]

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VRD and OPEN

[dawnwillcome]

Skyhold

[There's really only one option for her first destination, and once it's pulled up and created in front of Jove she lets out a weak, choked kind of laugh.

It's a giant hall, stone walls and floors covered in expensive tapestries with the symbols of the Dalish on them. On either side of the pathway leading up to a dais are heavy wooden tables and chairs of dark wood set with a luxurious feast, huge statues set behind them, closed doors leading off to other parts of this apparent castle.

As she walks up toward the dais, though, her destination is clear. There's a throne there, emblazoned with the eye and sword symbol of the Inquisition, and it's with a smile she touches the red fabric. The stained glass windows behind the throne throw colored lights over her, her hair and skin dappled with red and yellow and purple before she finally sits.

There are no people recreated here, it's just Jove on a throne she finds she's missed, and even though she knows it's fake, even though she knows it isn't soft and welcoming, it looks terrifying with its stark coloring and the spikes extending from it, but it's home all the same. It's hers, and she sighs contently as she sits back and relaxes in it.]

[wolfuncaged]

[Well, this is a fancy operation. He thought Hawke's estate was grand, but this... it could rival most of the Magister estates in Tevinter. Fenris wanders around, eyeing the trappings all around him.

He's still prefer a dank hole somewhere, but this feels like a safe place. Eventually, he makes his way over to her.]

So this is where you run the Inquisition.

[dawnwillcome]

[She watches him as he wanders, a small smile at the corner of her mouth. She likes the look of him here and she can imagine it extending to more, to him padding silently through the halls in search of Dorian, perhaps. Catching the two of them in her wine cellar, perhaps, and all three of them being chased out by an angry Josephine.

He could live in Skyhold, if he wanted to. There are enough silent corners, untraveled areas, he could be as isolated as he wanted while still in the company of people she knows would come to love him. He deserves that. If there's a way to make it happen, if it's something Dorian would want...

But then Fenris is there speaking to her and it draws her out of her thoughts. She smiles at him and pats the armrest of the throne.]

It is. It's called Skyhold, Solas brought us here when we lost our first encampment. When we first arrived, it was in terrible shape. It took a lot to get it looking this nice.

[wolfuncaged]

[He would take all the wine. Josephine would be at her wits end.

He has never found a place to call home. Kirkwall was something...close, but it wasn't quite it. Home was where his patched together family were, and from what he gathers of the future, they will be scattered to the winds. ]

Well, you have done a fine job. It looks spectacular.

[killedwithlove]

[Cole doesn't like the VRD. It looks real, but he's painfully aware that the walls hole no impressions or memories, everything feels empty and echoes in hollow places in him.

He comes in anyway, because he wants to see Jove.]

I miss it. The people, coming, courting, coveting, I miss all the people.

[dawnwillcome]

[Jove doesn't particularly miss the people, but she can understand why Cole does it. It's better, probably, that she didn't fill the hall with fake people. The illusion of them but no feelings, no thoughts for Cole to peek into, it seems like that would be just as confusing as the VRD in general is.]

I miss it too. I never really expected the Inquisition to become like a home to me, but now I can't imagine living anywhere but Skyhold. Permanently, anyway.

[The Fleet is fine, for now. Better with the more recent addition of faces from home.]

[killedwithlove]

I never had a home. I suppose Cole did. He didn't think of it as home. Not after Mother and Bunny died.

[He comes up closer, sitting by the throne and looking out at the empty hall.]

Dalish don't live in a single place, do they?

[unconfines]

[Anders doesn't have much of a past to dwell on. Or, at the very least, what he does have isn't worth dwelling on, and so he's been taking it upon himself to butt into other people's expressions of the VRD rather than use it for himself.

Skyhold is... there isn't a word, precisely. The closest thing to a castle he's ever been in was Vigil's Keep, and for all that the Keep was almost as run down as Skyhold looks like it probably was once, it can't hold a candle to this kind of impressive architecture. It reminds him more of the Circle, almost, with the chilly air and the high ceilings that make him feel microscopic, but that's about where the similarities end. He could spend time here and not mind, he thinks.

He stops where he assumes is the greeting area for her throne, where guests or prisoners would be presented, and he gives her a wide, exaggerated bow.]

My lady.

[dawnwillcome]

[This is why she loves you, Anders. She grins when he bows, waving a hand at him to beckon him closer.]

You may approach, serah.

[unconfines]

[He swaggers his way up the steps, hands held behind his back, taking his time while he appreciates the sweeping stained glass behind the seat.]

So this is all very elaborate. Does it have something to do with all those people who call you "Inquisitor"?

[He hadn't mentioned it before, never saw a point to, but all of this casts her in a very new (though not necessarily bad) light. It's just there to test the waters, to demonstrate that he's been paying attention while other people talk, and to see how she reacts to it.

Regardless, he knows the history of the Inquisition. He knows that, for all intents and purposes, it's something he should probably be wary of. But he isn't wary of her, and that takes precedence over whatever's been written in centuries old history books.]

[princessia]

[ When Elize slips into the giant hall, she doesn't immediately notice there's someone sitting on the throne. She's captivated with how elaborate the building is. Jove may see the tiny girl bounding about near the opposite end of the hall.

With how large the area is, she can't help but skip halfway as she traveled back and forth between tables, windows, and statues. She even tries to sit in some of the chairs for a brief moment before wandering off to stare at something else. She's looking upon everything with her childlike awe and quiet fascination. ]

[dawnwillcome]

[There had never been a lot of children in Skyhold, and truthfully Jove hasn't ever interacted with a human child before and the idea of having the first one see her on her throne which, really, it's quite intimidating, that doesn't seem like the best idea.

Should she get up? Try to sneak off it before the girl sees her? She doesn't want to scare her, after all, not when she looks so sweet ambling around the place for a better look. It's endearing, the way she seems so fascinated by the place Jove has come to call her home. In the end she's too distracted, forgets to get up, and just calls to her softly and hopes her gentle manner will keep the experience from being too scary.]

It's too bad the food isn't real, isn't it?

[princessia]

[ At that exact moment when she hears someone speak up, she's prodding at some of the food on the table and leaning in to see if it has a scent. It really is too bad that none of it is real. Elize is a big eater and none of the food she found at the station shops were too filling. ]

Umm... yes... [ The voice doesn't make her jump, but she backs away from the table quickly, tucking her arms behind her back. The person on the throne looks different from anyone she has seen before, but she's mostly worried that she's an authority figure. Like a king, queen, or something. Not that it really matters here.

Still, It makes her feel bad for skipping around the place like it's some big playground. ]

I'm sorry.

[faithfulwisdom]

It suits you.

[He shouldn't be so nosy, he knows, but Finrod can't quite help it. Is this what it's like to be Artanis? To get this glimpse into people's minds? To know where their hearts lie? It's amazing his sister is as restrained as she is.

And when he saw this- well, how could he resist investigating. Somewhere at the crossroads of familiar and unknown, a lot like Jove herself, really. No surprise who this place belonged to.]

Though you seem to have forgotten your adoring public.

[dawnwillcome]

[She did leave the room public because she wanted people to see it, so Finrod's presence isn't minded in the least. In fact, she's quite pleased to see him here. Skyhold had always lacked in elves, so another in its hallways only makes Jove happy.]

Thank you. It was a mess when we first arrived, piles of wood and broken furniture everywhere. We still haven't repaired all the walls, but it's home. I've missed it.

[And the adoring public part makes her laugh lightly, shake her head.]

I would say that I left them out, actually. The hall hasn't been this empty is months, I almost forgot what the carpets look like.

[faithfulwisdom]

I can sympathize. When I first began work on my halls, they were naught but a few barely-worked caves.

[He walks slowly toward the throne, turning and looking in all directions as he does, his hands clasped behind his back.]

Ah, the adoring yet demanding crowd, then.

[wilder]

[Kaneis had been wandering. He had considered recreating Meltokio but honestly? He doubted it would do much to cure his homesickness. Not when there was the fact he could never go back to the city on the hill. And there was certainly no place in Exsilium he had interest in recreating- only the people were worth remembering of that wretched place. And so, he idly wanders through other people's simulations.]

[Eventually, he finds himself in Skyhold. It's a magnificent, one that even makes the one in Meltokio seem a bit on the quaint side. And frankly it feels good to be surrounded by medieval stone and torches than the bright painful lights and cold steel that the futuristic worlds seem to present.]

[It takes him a bit to notice whom is sitting in the throne. Which wow, wasn't expecting that twist]

Jove? Wait, is this your castle? [He lets out a small laugh of surprise as he steps forward. It's not malicious. Just wow, you so don't act like a royal] Wow! You never mentioned you were royalty before.

Should I be bowing?

[dawnwillcome]

[Jove laughs too, because if there's any reaction she wanted to get from people that's definitely one. Surprised amusement, no judgement. She's done well for herself, finding so many good people to befriend in this place. Not for the first time, she considers herself very lucky to have met Kaneis.]

It's my castle, but I'm not exactly royalty and bowing is definitely something you may skip.

[Which isn't to say it hasn't been done before, but it wouldn't sit right with her to see a friend do it. Truthfully it rarely sat well to see anyone do it.]

In my world there's a group called the Inquisition, and I lead them. One of my titles is Inquisitor.

[wilder]

[He grins and steps closer, but strangely keeps a respectful distance from the throne. Sure, Jove isn't royalty apparently- but he's been raised since he could crawl about proper throne room etiquette. That stuff doesn't just go away]

The Inquisition, huh? What's that about? [This all seems crazy formal]

[heresyandlace]

[he hadn't intended to go visiting on his way to his own little swamp, but peeking into this particular little vision captures his attention immediately... and it actually has nothing to do with the figure on the throne. he doesn't even notice her at first, really.

slipping silently into the hall, he's gazing around at all of the imposing finery, and feeling more than a little nostalgic. he breathes deeply, absorbs the atmosphere. this sort of place that makes him feel at home.]

[dawnwillcome]

[It's a bit surreal to watch Tek moving through her stronghold in that way, like he has every right to be there and looking entirely like he belongs. He almost looks relaxed here, and after everything she'd done to him, after how damaging her ignorance had been to him, Jove doesn't have it in her to speak and break whatever spell he's under.

Let him explore, take the place in and feel safe here. It's the least she can give him after how much she's taken.]

[heresyandlace]

[and he does bask in it all for minute or two more, before his gaze finally finishes its tour and slides toward her on her seat of power.

he smiles then, but it isn't particularly warm.]

...A throne, hmm?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[what can he say? he's bored. he's tired of helping with engineering and looking after his sickly shipmate. he's been poking around a couple of VRD displays just for kicks--and hers is no exception to this trend.

since it's wide open, he walks right in, taking a good look at everything around him... a little smirk on his face.]

This takes me back. [his eyes settle on Jove.] The terrifying, spiky throne is a nice touch.

[dawnwillcome]

[Well that's refreshingly new.]

I always thought so. Nothing like a few feet of sharp steel to strike a little fear.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

A sentiment I agree with!

[he looks very comfortable here! and she doesn't seem bothered by his presence, so he continues forward, gloved hands clasped politely behind his back.]

Though... I hope this doesn't come off as rude, but I wouldn't have pinned you for the "strike fear into the hearts of men" type.