freedom_is_grey: (Cloak from behind)
Ysalwen Surana, Warden-Commander of Ferelden ([personal profile] freedom_is_grey) wrote2016-01-23 11:05 pm

Field trips and sinking ships

It's cold and snowy on the lakeshore, but Ysalwen is walking there anyway. The cold is bracing, she has exercises to do, and it's a good place to think.

The number of Warden recruits is increasing, and while she refuses to offer the Joining to some of them, there's still been a doubling of her numbers in a relatively short time. It's time to start thinking how to turn a ragtag band of friends into something a little more --

Structured.

And that's something with which she has too much of the wrong experience.

Hence thinking.

Or maybe brooding.

A little.
howtoactfereldan: (the one who repents)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2016-01-27 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"As you like. My strategy will be to avoid talking about myself unless I absolutely can't help it."
howtoactfereldan: (though the darkness comes upon me)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2016-01-27 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Cullen opens his mouth.

Closes it.




"As you say," he says.

There is no good answer to that!
howtoactfereldan: (though the darkness comes upon me)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2016-01-27 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," he says, hastily. "I expect I can get whatever I need in Amaranthine?"
howtoactfereldan: (though the darkness comes upon me)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2016-01-27 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Cullen was more worried about getting a change of smallclothes, but that's good too.

"Then I suppose I'm at your disposal."
howtoactfereldan: (to rest in the warmest places)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2016-02-01 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
His smile is sudden, crooked, and --

-- he'd deny it to his dying day --

-- sweet, in a rueful sort of way.

"That impulse is quite familiar," is all he says.