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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]

[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.