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[openhands]

Who: Cassandra Pentaghast & YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: SS Marsiva
When: week of April 12-18

[When Cassandra wakes, she goes from sound asleep to alert in just a matter of a couple of seconds. She's out of bed immediately with a reflexive reach for weapons that aren't there. Naturally, this merits a frustrated growl, but no matter. She doesn't need a sword or shield to do some damage if she must to get out of...wherever this place is.]

[She scans the room with a little more scrutiny with a scowl before she notices the communicator and picks it up. Enjoy your new view of the ceiling, network, while she looks the device over in her hands because she doesn't understand why she has some vague sense of familiarity with it without ever having seen it before in her life. It's at least something to take her mind off the fact she has absolutely no idea how she got here in the first place.]

What is this?

[Answer her before books start getting stabbed, you guys.]

Comments

[openhands]

No. I could never be the type of leader that the Inquisition needs.

[In case you didn't notice, Fenris, she can sometimes rub people the complete and total wrong way. Hmm...]

[wolfuncaged]

I doubt Hawke would have been much one one, either. I trust him with my life but disaster tends to...follow him.

You would have only made more work for yourself. [Spend ten years with them, Cassandra, you'll see. ]

[openhands]

Perhaps. It matters very little now, however. It was the Maker's will for another to take her place as Inquisitor.

I am grateful for the help Hawke provided at Adamant, but I would ask no more of her.

[wolfuncaged]

[So that Hawke really is safe and well. Small comfort, but comfort all the same. Fenris is an ass, at the best of times, but he can at least see where he's been wrong.]

...It appears I have blamed you for something you did not commit, in your version of our world. My apologies.

[openhands]

You were concerned for your friends. And I did still take Varric.

I cannot fault you for being angry.

[wolfuncaged]

[Let's go for a non-committal noise shall we. ]

We are rather attached to him.

[openhands]

Believe me. You can keep him.

[wolfuncaged]

You should feel glad he hasn't written any stories about you. If you think he's a pain in the backside now.

[He is still mad about the kidnapping thing, but his tone is fond when speaking of Varric. He knows there's no way in hell Varric would be an easy prisoner. ]

[openhands]

[Maker help her if Varric ever decides to write anything about her.]

I should be safe from that. I can't imagine he would ever find anything about me to be good source material.

[wolfuncaged]

[That gets a soft snort.]

I don't know. You remind me a little of a more angry Aveline. And he wrote an entire series about her.

[openhands]

[Cassandra clears her throat.]

So I am aware.

[N-not that she reads it. Or anything. Like that. Um.]

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris tried it, once, during his lessons. He decided his chances of not being killed by death glare were significantly less if he stopped reading it, so he did. ]

Ugh. He hasn't been plugging his books to the Inquisition, has he?

[openhands]

No. I... When I had to bring Varric in for questioning, I looked into his writings for research.

[That's her story and she's sticking to it. Because it's not entirely false.]

[wolfuncaged]

For research?

It's rather fantastical, for research. From what I understand he heavily romanticised it all.

Frankly, I'm amazed she didn't break his legs.

[openhands]

I had to be thorough. No matter how...fantastical or romanticized it was.

[...Yes. That's it.]

[wolfuncaged]

[UH. HUH.]

What a terrible burden, you must carry.

[It's really hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not. ]

[openhands]

[WHATEVER, FENRIS.]

Duty sometimes asks these things of you.

[wolfuncaged]

I wouldn't let the dwarf know, if I were you. It would only encourage him.

[openhands]

[She knows. She very unfortunately (and fortunately) knows.]

He encourages himself enough.

[wolfuncaged]

Very true. You likely released a menace into your midst.

[Really, kidnapping Varric is a punishment unto itself. ]

[openhands]

So I noticed.

[But Cassandra wouldn't change it. Varric may not see her as a friend, but she has come to think of him as one. Sorta.]

[She has a habit of kidnapping her friends, okay. How else is she supposed to make any? >:c]

[wolfuncaged]

[Well, Fenris tried attempted murder and that didn't help any, so kidnapping is probably a better idea than that.]

Good luck with that.