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[dissono]

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non-urgent crystal messages will be responded to by letter at his earliest convenience.

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[montalis]

[ much as he'd like to assure Gervais he has nothing to be wary about with him, truth is, he wouldn't advise anyone to be so lax with a Seeker nearby. While he truly has no intention of investigating the mage for any reason, it's an unfortunate fact.

the distance here isn't anything new, and it hardly bothers Luca, one who managed to pester Wren until she accepted his socializing, and really, if he couldn't even pick up the looks the mage and the templar commander cast each other in the quiet of a caravan trotting along an empty forest, he'd still be trying and failing to be recruited to the Seekers.

Seeing Garvais accept the bottle, Luca smiles, light and carefree. He's ever had the talent for looking completely at ease and at home when all others around him aren't, and do that end, he takes a nearby chair, clearly wishing some time to chat with the man. ] You're quite welcome, my hopes you enjoy it.

[ sighing he crosses one knee over the other, leaning back. ] Seeker Pentaghast must've grown tired of watching me drain the tavern's wine stock dry, so, yes, I've been sent to join the Inquisition forces proper. Under Coupe's charge, as well, which seems refreshing after so many years.

rocks up late with starbucks

[dissono]

( he tilts his hand in a small acknowledgment, setting the bottle down slightly behind him on the desk and leaning against it. that distance lingers, and he will perhaps never be other than the quiet, steady thing that he molded himself into to survive—yet there are differences in him, too, becoming clearer in company.

he holds himself differently, now. his gaze doesn't drop or wander, the way it once did; he had always seemed so absent-minded, so politely deferential, as if it were natural. it is not that he sheds it now to purpose, but that he seems to have long since already done so—he wears with ease now his height, his breadth.

his capability. )

Th-th-the,

( is this a peace offering, or )

the b-b-b-band back, ah, back, back, back together.

( it's very dry. it's very fucking rare that he makes the effort to share such passing thoughts, but this is an easy conversation that they're having. catching up. old friends.

how are they playing this. you give a little, to see. )