Ugh, paperwork. Don't remind her. She'd thought about employing a scribe, but that seemed a little too prissy noble mage woman for even her tastes. Besides, there had been paperwork in the Circle, too. "Please Mr. Templar, let me have access to this supposedly really scary tome even though I can already do half of what's inside of it. PS: please don't make me a Tranquil because I can!"
"Yeah. I figured that if I didn't follow the Fox and try to get it out of there, the Orlesians would think it was a grand time for a hunt! And, no. I wasn't on board with that. One of these days, I'll learn to not follow strange beings or sounds and I'll--no, I'll always be too curious for my own good." A nice bonus as an Inquisitor, really, it meant that she got all kinds of problems solved for others. But not so great when it overrode her sense of self-preservation.
She really really really hoped that the other her wasn't fucking things up.
"Yeah. Big moustache, cool accent...really a pretty good guy all around. I hated the whole leave him in the Fade to face certain death thing, but if I let Sarajane do it, Varric would never forgive me. And she'd been through enough crap for a hundred lifetimes. Plus, as much as it kills me to admit it, a Warden should've solved what the Wardens fucked up."
"And I guess if we had to be kind of stranded in a world which wasn't our own, it could be worse? And watch me eat my words later on," she said with a one-shoulder shrug and a hint of fatalism.
Because people who were animal gods and vice versa? They were always one step ahead of everyone else. It seemed to be part of the package and frustrating as all get out.
Lila was about the least power-susceptible person in all of (her version of) Thedas. She'd been mostly fine with the Circle, at least as a little girl. But for her, magic had mostly been of theory with her practicing what she could as far out of the Templars' watchful eyes as she could.
She was still afraid of Templars, even Cullen to a degree. He'd seemed to be trying to atone for what was done in Kirkwall, but Kirkwall was Kirkwall and for a long time, he'd been a willing part of their power structure. Which, ew.
She wondered how different things would have been with her older sister, Diana, at the helm. Probably a lot more violent. She'd made it clear that she'd never forgiven Lila for being a mage when they briefly crossed paths at the Conclave, even though Lila had tried her hardest to open Diana's eyes to the fact that being a mage wasn't something she could simply not be.
But, this is reassuring in a weird way. If an other her had to die, at least this woman got to take charge. She seemed really smart and extremely capable. So, Thedas could stop trying to tear itself apart for a little while, right?
Lila nodded thoughtfully, wondering at the many possible differences in their worlds. But getting away from snake bits sounded like an incredible idea.
"There's a kiosk serving hot drinks, including hot chocolate. Bull would order ten cups if he were here. I might order ten cups, it's really good."
(CW: Templars, tranquils)
"Yeah. I figured that if I didn't follow the Fox and try to get it out of there, the Orlesians would think it was a grand time for a hunt! And, no. I wasn't on board with that. One of these days, I'll learn to not follow strange beings or sounds and I'll--no, I'll always be too curious for my own good." A nice bonus as an Inquisitor, really, it meant that she got all kinds of problems solved for others. But not so great when it overrode her sense of self-preservation.
She really really really hoped that the other her wasn't fucking things up.
"Yeah. Big moustache, cool accent...really a pretty good guy all around. I hated the whole leave him in the Fade to face certain death thing, but if I let Sarajane do it, Varric would never forgive me. And she'd been through enough crap for a hundred lifetimes. Plus, as much as it kills me to admit it, a Warden should've solved what the Wardens fucked up."
"And I guess if we had to be kind of stranded in a world which wasn't our own, it could be worse? And watch me eat my words later on," she said with a one-shoulder shrug and a hint of fatalism.
Because people who were animal gods and vice versa? They were always one step ahead of everyone else. It seemed to be part of the package and frustrating as all get out.
Lila was about the least power-susceptible person in all of (her version of) Thedas. She'd been mostly fine with the Circle, at least as a little girl. But for her, magic had mostly been of theory with her practicing what she could as far out of the Templars' watchful eyes as she could.
She was still afraid of Templars, even Cullen to a degree. He'd seemed to be trying to atone for what was done in Kirkwall, but Kirkwall was Kirkwall and for a long time, he'd been a willing part of their power structure. Which, ew.
She wondered how different things would have been with her older sister, Diana, at the helm. Probably a lot more violent. She'd made it clear that she'd never forgiven Lila for being a mage when they briefly crossed paths at the Conclave, even though Lila had tried her hardest to open Diana's eyes to the fact that being a mage wasn't something she could simply not be.
But, this is reassuring in a weird way. If an other her had to die, at least this woman got to take charge. She seemed really smart and extremely capable. So, Thedas could stop trying to tear itself apart for a little while, right?
Lila nodded thoughtfully, wondering at the many possible differences in their worlds. But getting away from snake bits sounded like an incredible idea.
"There's a kiosk serving hot drinks, including hot chocolate. Bull would order ten cups if he were here. I might order ten cups, it's really good."