driftfleet | Entries tagged with leliana

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: yes!
Action: aboard the Blue Fish
When: now!

[Have a red headed bard on your feed, flooters. Anyone who knows her well enough might take note of the absolutely look of fury lurking in her features. Someone decided to send her a 'nice' gift via their lovely sponsors. In her lap rests a box, open and well within view of the video feed. In the box looks to be some pink fabric and a note, gripped tightly in her hand.]

It is a pity our sponsors cannot interact with us here on the network, for I find myself quite moved to have several words with them about adhering to hearsay and rumors.

[She laughs but it has none of the usual joy behind it. If anything it sounds akin to a witch or a demon's laugh. It's a good thing she has the rest of the Blue Fish to keep her spirits up or she'd probably be on quite the rampage.]

It has also reached my attention that somewhat celebration - or perhaps a few stiff drinks - are in order. I have been present in the fleet for a year now. I wonder what others do to mark the occasion. Perhaps getting heavily inebriated isn't such a stretch, no?

[She may not do much of that, if at all, but damned if her black mood didn't call for it.]

To mark the occasion, our sponsors gifted me with a strange one piece outfit. It looks somewhat like Schmooples, I suppose, but I can't be sure.

[As for the note - anyone who comes in person to see it can find out what it says. They'll find probing questions asking her to confirm if she secretly eats nug meat or if her hair is actually red or - even worse - if she ws secretly involved with Divine Justinia during their time together. To them it was quite the sordid romance. To her it was disgusting and was the source of her dangerous mood.]

nugqueen

Who: Crew and Visitors of the SS Blue Fish
Broadcast: n/a unless people make their own threads I guess
Action: what it says on the tin
When: throughout the month of March

[Swimsuit not required]

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: Now

[Leliana decided to make this with a purpose and an idea in mind. When the feed turns on, she can be found wearing some light armor and gloves, holding a bow in her hands.]

It has come to my attention that perhaps my expertise with a bow and other weapons might be useful, should the need to defend ourselves ever arise again. I reside aboard the Blue Fish as one of her security officers and I believe, by extension, it is my duty to not only defend the ship, but to make sure her inhabitants and those of other ships can defend themselves properly.

Should anyone with inexperience with knives or bows wish it, I am willing to lend my services. I extend this particularly to the women aboard the fleet, purely because it has come to my attention there are some who do not find base means of defense accessible to them.

[Lookin' at you, Robb Stark.]

I do have some experience with a sword and shield, but I find myself willing to leave that in Riona Cousland's expert hands and I am sure she would be more than happy to lend tutelage in that realm of expertise should anyone ask her of it directly.

[She clears her throat a bit.]

There is a small matter of where I might find a suitable place to teach, but I will come to that when a decent interest is shown. Thank you, for your time, and I do hope others who feel eager to learn will come forward soon.

thespaceopera

[The First Battle]

[They come shooting out of the great dark. Guns blazing, no warning. The enemy ships are ragtag, mismatched, and cobbled together from spare parts. But that doesn’t make them weak. No-- years and years of scavenging have turned them into raiders, and they carry their scars with pride.

The battle is more aggressive than previous attacks against the Fleet. Nothing deters the raiders because they’re tough, and if they see a wounded ship floundering, they have no problems swooping in and boarding. Those crews will soon learn the meaning of teamwork if they want to bring the attackers down. They infiltrate the Iskaulit as well, just in case people try to hide there. At this point they are very, very used to tracking down women and children for their slave trade.

If asked why they’re doing this, the answer is simple.

Spare parts have to come from somewhere.

Don’t worry. Nothing on your ship, and no one, will go to waste.]

[A Few Hours Later]

[The raiders are too strong and the Fleet is failing. After what seems like an eternity of warfare, static comes in, broadcasted to the fleet at large. Something or someone is hailing them…

The signal is untraceable and the video is complete static, but they tell the Fleet they are here to help. Ships come swooping out of the black and they open fire on the raiders. They number a dozen, maybe more, and the ships look eerily similar to the ones currently used by the Fleet, if not a bit older and battle-hardened. Their shielding and weaponry is much, much better, however-- and most of them have custom paint or other touches on their hulls.

They’re not invincible, however. A few may end up between a rock and a hard place when the raiders surround them.

Some older residents may remember this particular group of ships. They’re obviously helping out now, but there’s nothing stopping Fleeters from firing on their would-be saviors save a complete lack of weaponry. You do have a Security officer on board, don’t you? They’ll defend themselves by seriously injuring your ship, but they won’t destroy it for some reason. Small mercies.

The raiders soon realize they’re outgunned and jump ship, taking their dead with them. The intercepting fleet pulls back, too, and both parties vanish back into the dark as silently and swiftly as they came. There’s a lot of cleanup to do whether your ship is disabled or you’re preparing to tow someone else.

Hopefully, the people who saved you don’t change their minds.]

[Plot info is here! Feel free to make your own toplevels with fighting, barricading, being boarded, saving others, the aftermath, etc. There's lots to do!]

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: Yes
Action: aboard the Blue Fish
When: now

[Have a redhead nun/rogue on your feed, fleeters. Someone took a bit of a nap this week and now has new memories? And also questions.]

I apologize if my absence was noticed by my crew or those I speak to in the Interfaith Center. It seems Atroma enjoys putting me to sleep for long periods of time - though the question is "How long?" I suppose. Should I expect any ill effects from repeated instances like these?

[Though she was a bit groggy waking up.]

It seems time passed much more quickly while I was asleep. It felt as if I had returned home again and time had passed there as it normally does here. Two years passed there while it feels as if no time has passed here at all.

[Private message to Riona]

It seems the Inquisitor saw fit to elect me as Divine in Justinia's place, since you and I last spoke.

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the Iskaulit
When: Now!

[She knows everyone is hard at work on deciphering the texts they have been given. Leliana would help, were she given a word. Instead she has found herself focusing on other worthy pursuits. The game room was intriguing but she liked to make her own fun. Using pieces of wood scrapped by scavengers on the planet surface, Leliana has fashioned herself a chess board. There were some familiar figures to those of Thedosian variety - The Queen might just look like Andraste, for example.

When Leliana appears to the network, she is holding one of her crudely made pieces between her fingers.]

It has become obvious that so many are either under duress or worrying over the distress message once more. I think a break would not be out of line, no? Should anyone care for a game of chess, I will be here. Please, do not let the happenings down below cause each other more stress than needed. We will sort this out in time.

Should anyone need further introductions: I am addressed as Sister Nightingale to the fleet at large. If you seek a game of challenge, you may call upon me.

[What most will be unfortunate to find is that Leliana had every intention of cheating.]

ofkirkwall

Who: marian hawke & you!
Broadcast: fleetwide video.
Action: ss tourist.
When: time is irrelevant!! the 21st?? idk timelines.

Hello all of you wonderful people, spirits, and creatures of otherworldly origins.

[ Something has put Marian Hawke into an incredibly good mood, why she is practically beaming when she turns on the feed. It almost looks like she just gotten out of bed, deciding the next best course of action is to raid the fridge of what could possibly be her own ship. Which, incidentally, it is not.

For those aboard the Tourist when you enter the kitchen you'll be greeted by Hawke sitting upon one of benches, dressed in nothing more than a somewhat ill fitting tunic ( Fenris isn't that much larger than her, damn scrawny elf ) and her small clothes. That's right, she has forgone pants entirely. Thankfully, or rather unfortunately, the video only shows her upper body, messy dark hair, and Cheshire cat grin. ]

For those who don't know me, my name is Hawke. Marian Hawke, to be precise, but please call me Hawke. It's absolutely lovely to meet you, if I haven't already.

[ She gives a little wave. ]

I was wondering how are we all doing? Hopefully no one has been eaten by any carnivorous plants, or lost their clothes in an card game. [ Yes, she is very concerned about people getting eaten by plants or losing clothes in a card game. The former is unfortunate, the later... well she'd be more upset she wasn't invited. ] I hear getting eaten by a planet can be worse than being chewed on by a bear or a dragon.

Anyway lets chat, I'm incredibly curious what has been going on around the fleet.

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: yes
Action: aboard the blue fish
When: now

[Aboard the Blue Fish, Leliana seems to have found herself a nice space in the kitchen with a bowl of food, a pen, and some paper in front of her as she scribbles here and there, giving pause only to address the network.]

I am curious - I've seen others on the network speak of their own history and stories from their homes, but I can't imagine many tales of Thedas's history are floating about, no? Not unless Riona or Varric spoke of them. I have a few favorites if any would like to hear them. Telling stories is a way to pass the time while feeding curiosity and knowledge.

[Leliana smiles, twirling her pen in between her fingers as Schmooples' ears make a cameo from her lap as he tries to play with the broach holding her cowl about her shoulders.]

I have heard tales of valor and tragedy and some have a bit of both. Those are often my favorite stories, truthfully. One of them is about a brilliant woman called Aveline!

( Story time from the bard )

[Leliana's eyes alight, she sets her pen down and waits a moment before speaking again - a story like that deserved a dramatic pause, after all.]

In Orlais, legends like that give way to song and even more dramatic tellings. Just thinking about it has me writing again. I haven't done much singing of late, myself. If anyone knows where I might find a proper lute I'd love to get my hands on one sometime. I've got a song I'm working on and it needs music to accompany it, no? That all aside - I haven't introduced myself on the network in a time or two. Should anyone wish to seek me out: I am called Sister Leliana and often times you can find me aboard the Blue Fish or in the Interfaith Center.

[Of course she's careful to omit the mention of her life as a Bard. That just opens a can of worms she's fine keeping shut to anyone who isn't already aware of her past.]

nugqueen

Who: Riona, Leliana and friends of the birthday girl /o/ (also new friends are welcome too)
Broadcast: N/a
Action: The Space Bar
When: Evening, September 3rd (now basically)
( Come for the cheese, stay for the birthday cake )

ofkirkwall

Who: hawke & you.
Broadcast: fleetwide text.
Action: n/a.
When: today.

guys i need some advice
very important please respond quick before

[ Text stops there and it seems that is all there is, until a moment later another message appears - typed considerably slower than the first, as though typing with one hand. ]

nevermind problem solved
might need a healer though or some booze
or both

[ Translation nevermind i already did the stupid thing. ]

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: yes
Action: aboard the blue fish
When: now

[Leliana's address to the network came somewhat late - someone had gotten revenge for her prank, after all. Her cowl is pulled back resting about her shoulders and her skin and the ends of her hair are still drying after she'd scrubbed the ink off. Schmooples could be heard snuffling from her lap, his long ears making a cameo as he was cradled against her.]

I apologize. It seems I mayhap have fallen victim to a long slumber. I don't recall the ships leaving the planet we were last on, but I am to understand some time has passed.

[Guaranteed, Riona waited a good few days before daring to draw on her face.]

I will be resuming my duties in the Interfaith Center – Stefan, I apologize sincerely for my absence. I hope it has not caused an inconvenience.

[She smiles warmly, blue eyes lit up as she continues speaking.]

For those who do not know me: I am Sister Nightingale and I assist the Interfaith Center for those of Andrastian faith, hailing from Thedas. I can also be found aboard the Blue Fish, should anyone ever seek counsel from me outside of the Center. You do not have to be Andrastian to do so, of course.

Private: Riona Cousland Theirin.

[There's a bit of an evil smile on Leliana's face as she switches the feed to private.]

You got your revenge, no?

[She laughs warmly, her eyes alight with mischief]

Care to join me for lunch? I'm feeling a bit peckish after being out of sorts. You can catch me up on all the latest gossip.

[She runs her fingers through the wet ends of her red hair and Schmooples crawls up her chest into view to snuffle at the camera over her shoulder.]

I hope I didn't worry you too much.

Action

[Leliana can be found either aboard the Blue Fish or in the Interfaith Center praying silently before her own hand made totem statue of Andraste. The nap seemed to have done her at least a little good. Still she felt the lingering grief of home and the troubles it faced but she was slowly becoming more at peace in her new life. Perhaps she could finally lay down her burdens? She wasn't so sure yet. For now she moved on to the next stage of things – normalcy.

Aboard the Blue Fish Leliana makes her security rounds, stopping to take a break to make some tea and enjoy some quiet in the kitchens. Something seemed amiss, though she couldn't put her finger on it nor guess that perhaps that it was because a crew member had gone missing. Still the stillness put her at ease.]

nugqueen

Who: Leliana w/ cameo from one mabari pup
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: aboard the Blue Fish
When: Now!

[Have a mabari pup, people! Kiter is very excited that Leliana has been taking care of him, though she is having trouble contending with all the puppy drool. Don't mind her as she pulls a face while he tries to chew her cowl.]

Kiter, sit.

[Nope. Not gonna happen - you are not the master, Leliana.]

Maker, this pup... you're a naughty one, no?

[Going to just put a hand a top his head while she tries to stay in view of the feed, smiling a bit to herself. She really does have a weakness for animals.]

For anyone who it might concern of the Thedasian variety or otherwise - Lady Riona Cousland is indisposed for an unforeseeable amount of time. She won't wake up no matter what I try.

[She drew on your face - you're welcome, Riona.]

For now this young one is my charge until she returns to good health. If anyone seeks to ask questions they may do so here or find me in the Interfaith Center or aboard the Blue Fish.

[Though she's going to have to find someone to babysit Kiter when she has to leave him. Maker this pup is hyper.]

bryces_pup

Who: Riona, a pupper and you!
Broadcast: yessss
Action: yessssssss
When: Today

[When the feed turns on, the fleet will immediately be greeted by the sight of a very excitable mabari puppy sniffing at the screen and trying to bite it. There's laughter behind him as his mistress pulls him back.]

Nice try, you little rascal.

[Riona plops him on her lap, keeping an arm securely around him. The ocean serves as the backdrop, the waves crashing against the shoreline. The sun is shining, but Riona's smile seems even brighter as she addresses the fleet.]

Everyone, meet Kiter. He's my mabari from home! Though he is much tinier than the last time I saw him... The tree must have made him little again. I can't fathom how or why, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

[She presses a kiss to his head. He barks happily, though he keeps wiggling to try and get at the communicator.]

Maker, I missed you. Though you're a puppy again, you still knew me. [She looks back at the camera.] The tree has been kind to me. Kinder than Atroma, at any rate. I'm grateful to it and this world. But I digress. If anyone wants to meet Kiter here, we'll be by the sea. He always liked to chase the seabirds. And I will not pass up the salty air.

[That is where she will be, sitting on the beach and playing with her hound. The little guy will be running up and down the place, chasing birds and walking up to passersby. And be absolutely adorable, of course.]

bryces_pup

Who: Riona and YOU! (and no she's not drunk this time)
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On Blue Fish
When: Today!
Note: Somewhat NSFW link in the post. Nothing graphic or trigger-y!

[The cargo bay of the Blue Fish finds itself a bit less empty than usual. The video opens up on gift baskets covering sections of the floor in the bay. Each one has a little tag attached to it, indicating the intended recipient(s) of the basket. The wrapping on top of each basket are a solid color, hiding what’s inside.

The camera jostles as its owner kneels down next to one.]

Not quite what I expected to come down to this morning.

[Riona remains off-screen, save for her hand, which opens up the tag. Her name is written on it, with a little note reading: “To help you unwind.”]

So. Atroma – I’m assuming – has left some of us with gifts. Given the sheer number in here, and that I don’t recognize the names on some of the baskets down here, it appears these are also for people on other ships. I’m on the Blue Fish, if anyone wants to stop by and see if they received one of these baskets.

[ She sets the camera down, propping it up. The new view provides the chance to see Riona tearing into the paper covering her basket.]

I don’t know what is inside, to be honest. I’m not exactly sure what they mean by helping me “unwind”. Let’s find out, shall we?

[ As she reaches in and begins to pull out something, suddenly there’s a vibration ringing out from inside. The young Warden frowns, the book she had grabbed onto halfway out of the basket.]

Not sure if I want to know what that sound is. Let’s see what this book-

[If one has a watchful eye, they may catch a quick glimpse of the book cover***. At least until Riona gets a good look at it, blushes and sputters, and immediately slams it to the ground.]

Maker’s ball, why would they-

[There’s a curse as she remembers the camera is on and her hand quickly covers the lens before the communicator is shut off.]

((OOC: sponsor drop is open to all! Yhe theme is sex toys, books, etc. the gift baskets can be for individuals or for couples. The Blue Fish no longer has the locks on, so characters can wander freely inside again.

***EDIT: damn it, DW. book cover is this: https://i.imgur.com/Ie3Ocnp.jpg))

apurrstate

Who: Anders
Broadcast: Video, fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva, if at all
When: Today

[The video turns on to see a bunch of fabric. A keen eye might notice it looks kind've like a skirt. A knowing eye would recognize it as mage's robes. The man holding the communicator isn't paying it any attention beyond having picked it up, he's too busy making kissing noises as he searches the too empty ship.]

Pounce! Ser-Pounce-a-lot! Here, kitty!

[The tone of voice he was using was higher and probably sounded a little ridiculous.]

Please don't have gotten into any trouble...

[But there was definite concern in his tone as the man searched for his missing kitten.
At least until his step staggers and then stops and there's a catch in his breathing that could nearly be called a gasp.]

Well...would you look at that...

[Not that anyone could with the screen still faced away, but Anders had no thought for the device or much of anything aside from his kitten and the large window displaying the vast emptiness of space before him.]

killedwithlove

Who: Cole
Broadcast: Fleetwide (because he doesn't get the 'private' setting)
Action: A shuttle from the Pathstone which is currently out on its own
When: Two days after this broadcast and minutes after this exchange on the Red Fish.

OOC: This post has potential cw: self harm, suicide, murder, and other self destructive things. Please use discretion.

[The broadcast shows Cole's face, too close to the camera, tear streaked and eyes red rimmed and looking the very model of misery and distress. His voice is a cracked whisper.]

Fenris? I need to see you. I need you to do what Cassandra would've and I know you will. Can.

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Wandering around the Iskaulit
When: Now!

[Leliana has been here a month, quietly lurking between her assigned ship, the SS Heron, and visiting with various friends that have been spread apart. Mostly she stays in contact with Riona and visits Varric's bar on the Iskaulit to people watch. It was where she could be found right now, watching people filter by her as she stood outside of one of the shops, leaning against a wall. She was more receptive about addressing the network as a whole, now that she's settled in a bit. It had been at least a month since her arrival.]

I am Sister Nightingale, for those who do not know me. Where I am from, I am a Sister of the Chantry, an organization that houses those who worship the Maker. I have not found a chapel or other house of worship among the establishments of the Iskaulit, but I am still hopeful. If anyone knows of whom I could speak to about it, I would be most appreciative. I may be separated from my home but that does not mean the Maker has left my side, no? For any of us, faith can be important whether we practice it or not. Should anyone need my services otherwise, please do not hesitate to seek me out. I reside aboard the SS Heron among the crew there.

[A contemplative silence follows as she thinks of what else she could ask about.]

There is also a library here, no? I would very much like to discover what stories Atroma and the people who watch us for their entertainment might have to share with me. I love books and I find myself in need of something to occupy my time with. Should I find the library and anyone wishes to seek me out, they can also find me there.

bryces_pup

Who: Riona (who is not at ALL drunk, no sir) and you
Broadcast: yes
Action: In Varric’s bar
When: Forward dated to the night of May 1st

Video

[The camera wobbles as it turns on. There’s a moment of it spinning around before it’s set down with a hard “clunk!” There’s a snort before a shadow looms over the camera. It faces an empty chair at a table in what some may recognize as Varric’s bar. But the seat is shortly filled by Riona, who leans on her elbows and smiles lopsidedly at the camera.

Yep, someone’s drunk and has made the poor decision to make a public broadcast.]

I think I’ve reached the point where bad decisions start looking like good ones. Or maybe it’s more that I’m past the point of caring, though I’m sure I’ll be thoroughly kicking myself in the morning as I fight off the egregious hangover I’m sure to have.

[Consider that your only warning, Blue Fish.]

What a lovely party that was the other night. The sort of event that’s supposed to let you forget about your troubles and be merry for awhile. And maybe, just maybe, let you believe for a little while that you’re not a terrible person.

[Her smiles turns a shade derisive as she takes a drink from whatever concoction she has in that tankard.]

Or is that just me? It probably is. Which I suppose leads to the point of this little broadcast. [She throws her arms out, almost knocking her drink over in the process.] Surprise! I’m a shitty person. Selfish and terrible. Oh sure, I start out with good intentions, I mean well, but ultimately I end up making shitty decisions because of them. I push and I shove and then people get hurt and I tell myself I did it because it was for the best. I “make up for it” and try to ease things and I say that over and over again in my head when I go to sleep.

[She snorts, leaning on her arms on the table again as she looks away.]

Keep that in mind next time you deal with me. You’ll all be better off.

Should any of you still feel inclined to talk to me, I’ll be here in Varric’s fine establishment, trying to drown my problems for likely the rest of the night. Feel free to come in and have a drink on my selfish ass. I probably owe all of you at least one, if not more.

[Before she picks up her drink, she mutters:] Oh Oghren, you’d be so proud. [And as she takes another long gulp, she shuts off the camera.]

Action

[The Queen of the Self-Loathing Party can be found, as said, at Varric’s bar. She’s got her own table and she’s already knocked back Maker-knows how many drinks. Oddly enough, her sword is in tow, though it’s currently propped up against the table leg. Perhaps at some point, she meant to spar and beat out her feelings. Clearly, either that didn’t work or she didn’t bother and wound up here instead.

She’s definitely pretty damn drunk. If the broadcast didn’t make that clear, then the way she at points will burst out laughing for no reason might hint at it. Or maybe how she’s half slumped over the table, trying to play games on her communicator and cursing loudly as she fails at it (which is pretty much the case for every attempt).

If she sees someone she recognizes, she’ll raise her glass and sloppily beckon them to come over.]
Come, have a drink! It’s no fun doing it alone!

nugqueen

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: now!

[It took some fiddling, but Leliana managed to make the video broadcast work. For a moment, she doesn't speak, not realizing it was on. When it dawns on her, the surprise is there before her expression relaxes.]

My apologies, the technologies of this place are lost on me. I suppose this is the best course of action if I want information, no? I am looking for comrades of mine - Cullen, Josephine, and Inquisitor Trevelyn. I do not know if they are here but it is my understanding from what I have managed to glean from this... device - that they could very well be newly arrived, the same as I.

[Which is something that troubles her. They were all very much needed back home in Thedas not here - wherever here was.]

Those wishing to aid me in finding my people may address me as Sister Nightingale. I thank you very much in advance.

[With that, she ends the video feed. A polite and succinct post, yes, but internally she was already assessing her situation, analyzing the threat she might very well be under.]

orlesian

Who: Leliana
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck
When: June 9th

[It takes a few minutes of fiddling with the device before she finally manages to get it on to a video feed.]

What a strange device. [Right. That's not why she's here.]

It occurs to me that I have no idea where it is I am. I was in Skyhold and then I woke up...here. It is unlike anyplace I have ever seen and while that is fascinating I would appreciate knowing more about it. They have moved me to one of the ships now, though it is unlike any ship I have ever seen before.

[Look, she's asking before killing people for information! Progress!]

So if you could oblige me with answers soon, I would appreciate it.

[And then she smiles in a way that's a little too practiced before fumbling with the device more and then finally shutting it off.]

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