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thecapitol2015-05-19 02:33 am
allyorfoe) wrote in thecapitol2015-05-19 02:33 am
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Who| Tabris and Cullen
What| Tabris needs to plan with Cullen what's going to happen in the arena, before they make plans with the rest of the Thedas people.
Where| Some coffee shop, because where else do you plan vital meetings.
When| Today???
Warnings/Notes| Probably discussion of violence, death, and a lot of people dying.
She's nervous. Tabris is not usually a nervous person, because that implies that she's been thinking over a decision, which as a whole is not common. She leaps in with both feet, and takes whatever might come. But this is different. Because she's dealing with someone that she respects, but has no power over. It's an odd situation, honestly. And she supposes that she really ought to be bringing in Adella and Maxwell. But messing with multiple Inquisitors is a mess, and Cullen is the Commander, and this is a battle situation. Right.
Ah, fuck.
She stares out at the street, at the people bustling around to whatever bullshit Capitolites possibly have to bustle to. She's an idiot. She's going to piss Cullen off, and be stuck with a man that doesn't even know who she is. At least she'll have Alistair. That thought calms her somewhat, and she closes her eyes, taking a sip of the stupid, overpriced frappucino that she's become fond of. Caramel, or something like that. God, she loved caffeine. It was addictive. Maybe she should discourage Cullen from trying it....
Anyway.
She would wait for him at the designated location, looking a little nervous about all of this, because words are hard and she really does want to get along with Cullen.
What| Tabris needs to plan with Cullen what's going to happen in the arena, before they make plans with the rest of the Thedas people.
Where| Some coffee shop, because where else do you plan vital meetings.
When| Today???
Warnings/Notes| Probably discussion of violence, death, and a lot of people dying.
She's nervous. Tabris is not usually a nervous person, because that implies that she's been thinking over a decision, which as a whole is not common. She leaps in with both feet, and takes whatever might come. But this is different. Because she's dealing with someone that she respects, but has no power over. It's an odd situation, honestly. And she supposes that she really ought to be bringing in Adella and Maxwell. But messing with multiple Inquisitors is a mess, and Cullen is the Commander, and this is a battle situation. Right.
Ah, fuck.
She stares out at the street, at the people bustling around to whatever bullshit Capitolites possibly have to bustle to. She's an idiot. She's going to piss Cullen off, and be stuck with a man that doesn't even know who she is. At least she'll have Alistair. That thought calms her somewhat, and she closes her eyes, taking a sip of the stupid, overpriced frappucino that she's become fond of. Caramel, or something like that. God, she loved caffeine. It was addictive. Maybe she should discourage Cullen from trying it....
Anyway.
She would wait for him at the designated location, looking a little nervous about all of this, because words are hard and she really does want to get along with Cullen.
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