[ the sorceress's eyes draw as she moves across the room before she too follows suit. being in her presence is a bit like trying to fit pieces of a puzzle back together that's been tumbling around for decades. she remembers the full picture but she doesn't remember where this piece came from or that one. had this one always been there and she never noticed? why is there an extra piece and why does it still belong to the puzzle?
sorting out yennefer's boarding is something she wouldn't task the inquisitor to arrange, but she isn't about to tell her otherwise. falling in step beside her as they re-enter the greater hall. noting how heads turn, whose spines stiffen in her presence, and who merely look away or go about their business. ]
I know how to work with little, [ said as she knows the corner where vivienne is nesting with her gilded perch. they all are keen on their luxuries, but this is hardly the situation where one gets too comfortable. ] Do you have any indication when you might set out again?
[ she doesn't expect to get cozy, but she would like an idea of what timeframe she might be working with before things get upended. ]
( gwenaΓ«lle likes to think that vivienne requires her luxuries as comfort for the precious little influence she has managed to exert here in skyhold thus farβ
but if she's honest, she's fairly certain vivienne is as she is, and will carry herself how she does, regardless of all else around her. if she hated everything she stood for a little less, she'd admire it a great deal more. it is not accident or coincidence that she links her arm with yennefer's when she knows they'lll become visible to madame de fer upon her balcony,
she shouldn't play petty games with politicians, but it's hard to resist. and let them all think her a safe thing, playing along, in need of guidanceβ
she has plans, too. it isn't urgent to them that she be taken seriously now. )
We're to the Emprise in a week, ( she says, not enough of a secret to worry about who overhears it here in her stronghold, where she is a new andraste, great and terrible and within reach. how strange it is to be conscious of the way she is twisted into new shapes by perception as she struggles to define to herself who and what she isβ )
After that, the Winter Palace. Baudin will take your measurements while she's at it.
( the requirement they be suitably outfitted is the part she's least aggrieved about β she has always liked her fine things, too. )
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sorting out yennefer's boarding is something she wouldn't task the inquisitor to arrange, but she isn't about to tell her otherwise. falling in step beside her as they re-enter the greater hall. noting how heads turn, whose spines stiffen in her presence, and who merely look away or go about their business. ]
I know how to work with little, [ said as she knows the corner where vivienne is nesting with her gilded perch. they all are keen on their luxuries, but this is hardly the situation where one gets too comfortable. ] Do you have any indication when you might set out again?
[ she doesn't expect to get cozy, but she would like an idea of what timeframe she might be working with before things get upended. ]
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but if she's honest, she's fairly certain vivienne is as she is, and will carry herself how she does, regardless of all else around her. if she hated everything she stood for a little less, she'd admire it a great deal more. it is not accident or coincidence that she links her arm with yennefer's when she knows they'lll become visible to madame de fer upon her balcony,
she shouldn't play petty games with politicians, but it's hard to resist. and let them all think her a safe thing, playing along, in need of guidanceβ
she has plans, too. it isn't urgent to them that she be taken seriously now. )
We're to the Emprise in a week, ( she says, not enough of a secret to worry about who overhears it here in her stronghold, where she is a new andraste, great and terrible and within reach. how strange it is to be conscious of the way she is twisted into new shapes by perception as she struggles to define to herself who and what she isβ )
After that, the Winter Palace. Baudin will take your measurements while she's at it.
( the requirement they be suitably outfitted is the part she's least aggrieved about β she has always liked her fine things, too. )