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driftfleet2015-04-07 07:56 pm
twocomplex) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-07 07:56 pm
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Waystation Mingle Log!
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!]
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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It took some time, but he finally steps outside, and he nearly has a quip to the figure sitting by the door, but instead...]
...ah. Cole.
[He liked Cole. In theory. He liked Cole from a distance. He didn't care for having his secrets picked out and thrown in from of everyone, but Cole was learning how to stop, and that was good.]
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I didn't know if you'd want to see me. I can go away if you like. I don't know if you're the Dorian I knew or not. I'm staying away from the ships, like I promised. I can go away now.
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[He knows that Cole can feel his unease. Cole was a precious thing- a spirit with his own form, an endlessly curious person- for certainly he did have a certain form of personhood- but one that any Magister in Tevinter would want to catch and keep little a butterfly under glass.
He could remember standing in the gardens of the villa urbana that the Pavus family lived in, watching the butterflies.
He shakes his head softly.]
I cannot guarantee that I am exactly the Dorian you knew but I'd like to think that I'm similar enough to be a passable substitute.
[And he offers him a slight smile.]
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[He briefly wishes they were home, where he had worked out what people felt and thought about him. Or for River, who understands.]
I'm not a butterfly. I can't fly. And I wouldn't let them pin me to a board.
Who was your Inquisitor?
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Jove Lavellan. But I've met another.
[Arhen, with his sharp tonight and pale skin, he was like a forest cat who sunk his claws into Dorian's heart and then vanished.]
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Not my Inquisitor, but I like Jove a lot. She's very nice. She gave me a plant and now Solas lives with us on the Pathstone.
I never knew- No. Don't say that, Cole. My Inquisitor was called Cadash. Nadezhda Cadash.
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It's alright, Cole.
[A Cadash, though, curious.]
Tell me about them. Her? I assume? You know I'm a dreadfully curious man.
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[Because Dorian faked happy very well and didn't remember it anymore. Not until now. He wanted more of that, smoothing away the jagged edges of Dorian's pains.]
Her. Yes. She wore her tattoos with more pride than a Dalish about their vallaslin and shaved the sides of her head with a knife. She drank with The Iron Bull and never let anyone carry her to her room after.
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He smiles softly when he describes her, though.]
I wish I could meet her. Perhaps she might appear here, we can never be certain.
[And then a bit softer.]
It must be difficult, being away from her, surrounded by people that you should know but don't. ...are you alright, Cole?
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She was a good person. She yelled at Enchanter Vivienne when she called me a demon and told me the mage rebellion was my fault. That I killed all those people.
[He shrugs slightly, dropping his head to his shoulder.]
I don't know. I met people. I met Hawke and Slay and Alicia, sort of, Alicia didn't come out while I was there. And lots of others. I met a river, she dances too, she's not a spirit, but she's more like me than anyone else has been.
We're going to dance together, once I get us knives.
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Careful with the knives, Cole. But it's good to hear that you're making friends.
[Dorian thinks for a moment, about the friends he's made here. Ino, Krista, both were dear girls to him.]
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[Cole sits down finally, hugging his knees to his chest.]
But we both know how to dance that dance. She's going to take me to meet Simon. Her moon dances around his planet, and his sun make her shine and bright through the cracks.
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It's good that Cole has someone to relate to.
He reaches out and gently touches Cole's knee.]
You seem restless tonight. I'm not upsetting you, am I?
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No. I just don't know how to be with you. And I don't want to be here when he comes looking for you. I hurt him. I don't want to hurt him any more.
You're Dorian Pavus. But I'm trying hard not to feel out the new shapes in you. I am trying to not see it.
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We're hardly joined at the hip, Cole. He has his life and I have mine, and I can see you alone.
[As for the rest...he was healing from years of hurt and he was starting to learn that maybe letting himself suffer wasn't always for the best.]
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[Cole is distracted by the thought of living attached to someone else.]
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[Dorian isn't too bothered by Cole's trains of thought. He just kind of goes with it.]
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[WELP.
He pulls back, and he shakes his head a bit.]
I quite like myself, actually.
I SAW THAT
There's a lot of things about you to like.
GOOD
He was a pariah, an outcast. And though he wore it proudly he was well aware that he never truly belonged anywhere.
There were very dark things in him, urges and impulses that came to him like instinct and he hated himself for them.]
...I suppose.
[He stands slowly.]
Perhaps I ought to go, Cole. Do take care, won't you?
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I'm sorry. I always do that.
You were always enough for me.
[And then he vanishes. It takes a lot more concentration than it did once, but when he desperately wants to be gone, he can still do it, just vanish and then leave, in whatever manner he does.]