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YOU HAVE REACHED THE VOICEMAIL OF XXX-XXX-XXXX. THEY ARE CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE, PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE TONE.

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LEIF - m&g continuation

[hilt]

Something good? [ Cassandra's eyebrows raise when the request comes and it turns out that an answer that should be quick, takes far longer to think of anything than it should. Thedas is in ruin and the woman supposed to piece it back together instead tears the world asunder, leaves gaping wounds dashed across the lands, bleeding ichor in her path. Something good about Thedas. ]

[ Something good from her past, then, the sweet sticky taste of... ] There are pastries my brother used to share with me, when I was a child. Laden and thick with blueberries and wild fruit we had collected when allowed outside our gates. They were delicious. The recipe has seemed to haunt my footsteps since. [ A constant reminder of Anthony, both a blessing and a curse. ]

i'm sorry

[beithir]

They sound it.

( That draws out a better smile, something more steady, as faint as it might be. That is, until his brow furrows, perplexed. ) A haunted recipe?

( How literally should he take that? So many things here seem to strange that he knows not what frame of reference to use, how to assess. Perhaps his expression gives away his confusion, the uncertainty, and how foolish he knows he might sound. )

AVELINE m&g continuation

[hilt]

And I have yet to see you dance as well. [ Cassandra turns to regard the guardswoman with a curious look. Despite the words, her tone is mild, nothing like it was before. Aveline is one of the few people Cassandra didn't mind from Kirkwall. ] I have never felt comfortable in such festivities. They remind me far too much of Orlais and their horrible Game.

[indomitably]

Because I haven't. I haven't been asked and I'd feel foolish dancing on my own. [ Well why not ask someone herself, in this sea of strangers? She doesn't feel the need or want to, particularly yet. Maybe next time.

At the mention of Orlais, Aveline can't help but sigh. ] It does feel like it'd be right at home for Orlais, doesn't it? Fortunately, that doesn't appear to be the case, not even a single masked figure in sight.

[ Her respective visit was likely very different, not on business, Aveline had not found it too bad of a place yet that in part might boil down to the presence of her husband and the distraction he had been. There's a slight quirk of her mouth at the thought of it.

That could have been her life, nobility, parties... ]

call;

[arla]

[ ring ring, friend. ]

voice;

[hilt]

[ Guess who doesn't expect a thing. ]

Lavellan.

text;

[detoxifying]

Cassandra,

I was wondering as to whether or not you've given much thought to employment in this place. If you do not yet have a job, might I invite you to work with me at the police department?

-Cullen

text; goodbye formatting.

[hilt]

I have only given some. Many other matters have taken precedence over the idea of employment. [ That is a whole lot of fingerpointing she's doing, even no names are said. ] Are you asking only so you can keep watch of me, as so many of those close to you have deemed that I am an irrational and unreasonable woman?

Audio

[colecomfort]

Too many dots on the map. Still a struggle to connect them.

Are you well, Cassandra?

Audio

[hilt]

[ Cassandra shouldn't be suspicious of Cole, but she remembers what Cullen said, that he is fond of Anders. Considering the strife that has arisen around her considering the mage and considering Lavellan, Cassandra finds it had to trust in anyone that approaches her first. ]

As well as I expected. [ Guarded. ]

text.

[beithir]

Fine morrow to you, Cassandra.

I had wondered if you might hold any interest in the films they provide in this world. They claim to have a series on sword mastery recommended by the Netflix, and I could think of no better company for such a viewing.

( also soz for being a grumper at the ball )

text.

[hilt]

[ Apology accepted. ]

Hopefully they are at least somewhat informative. The nature of many of these... moving images has alluded me, but perhaps it is time I learned.

Where should we meet?

voice;

[kvarterskommissarie]

[ It's been a couple of weeks. Long enough, he supposes, or perhaps too long. Who can even tell? In his day courting took time but only yesterday he read some article about the three-day calling period and oh sweet Lord he's never been this confused about anything in his entire life. Cold press coffee, mozzarella sticks, snapchat. This is the worst.

Cassandra is not the worst. Cassandra makes him feel at home and although he's found (a precious few) others, she's the one he has an invitation with. So... calling. Yes. ]

Cassandra? It's, ah... it's Johan. We met at the party?

voice;

[hilt]

[ So much has happened since they met, and yet his voice still is soothing to hear. There is a soft, pleased sigh before she speaks. ]

I recall. I also recall how we parted.

Have you finally deemed that enough time has passed between us? [ She isn't chastising, but curious. She made her stance known, not it is in his hands. ]

video;

[anywayhereskirkwall]

[ Hawke is his usual bouyant self, but there's something very cold about his gaze and the tone of his voice. It's like he's controlling himself very carefully. ]

Seeker Cassandra! Hope you're well. I learned something rather interesting the other day and I was hoping you could shed some light on it.

video;

[hilt]

[ It's a tone that Cassandra is very well versed in, and a tone that puts Cassandra automatically on guard. Just as Varric told the stories of Hawke's valor, he told stories of the fire, the anger, that could boil inside the Champion. He uses her title in a way that is like a weapon being drawn. ]

[ She would be lying to say she didn't expect to be on the receiving end of it-- but for finding him, not for whatever this may be. She answers in video as well, her face serious and guarded. ]

Champion. What is it you wish to know?

text;

[charges]

The Chief's gone, thought you should know. Took his dragon with him, big idiot.

text;

[hilt]

I see, he fulfilled his contact, then. Good.

Thank you.

[larue]

[ This hits your inbox on Day 6 of the blizzard. ]

my best friend just arrived in eudio.

[hilt]

Are they safe, or do they require aid? I will help however I can if you require it.

[implanted]

[ post-blizzard! ]

Hi there. You work with the police here?

[hilt]

[ This isn't suspicious at all. ]

I do.

[Video]

[allyorfoe]

[It's just a video of this.]

[hilt]

[ How is she even supposed to respond to this??? what??? even?????? ?? and from Tabris of all people. ]

Video

[pinprick]

Cassandra? Are you there?

voice

[hilt]

I am. [ Mildly spoken. She has no idea what this might be about, given their amicable parting. ]