[ Maybe this deer in a headlights feeling could have been mitigated by talking more candidly about worries, concerns, a sense of responsibility prior to right this moment, but what is he meant to do, learn from his mistakes?
Like some kind of chump? ]
I was thinkin' of breaking into that Orzammar mushroom whiskey I picked up way back, you want in? It's meant to be psychedelic but pretty sure that's an exaggeration.
[ She could be in Hightown, but if Tony were a betting man, he'd say she probably opened her Gallows mail and hit speed dial.
Anyway, he's already bumming around the Research offices, and it's less that he coincidentally has the Orzammar mushroom whiskey here than it is he was coincidentally there and remembered this is where he stashed a bunch of weird dwarf shit. By the time she gets there, he's poured a glass, and there's one waiting for her, a vibrant amber liquid with a slight murkiness to it, particles settling. ]
It takes Wysteria the span of only however long is required to traverse the various stairwells before between points A and B before she is storming into the work space still carrying in possession of the envelope and the note which has accompanied it and the papers which has lain inside. She seems to realize this latter fact only once crossing the threshold, and impatiently shoves the whole bundle into her skirt pocket with a crinkle of protesting parchment.]
Obviously it must be members of Forces, [she continues as if there had been intervention of time whatsoever between this moment and the last.] Or perhaps of that and Scouting division. If they were to go by griffon, they might make relatively quick work of the whole ordeal. It's hardly as if we don't know where he's gone. Warden Adrasteia might led the effort if we think he may still be in Weisshaupt proper.
[Wysteria manages to say all of these as she is crossing the room and threading through the desks. When she at last makes her way to the proper table where Tony and the glass is waiting for her, she takes up the latter directly and sucks down a great deal of its contents straight away.]
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Like some kind of chump? ]
I was thinkin' of breaking into that Orzammar mushroom whiskey I picked up way back, you want in? It's meant to be psychedelic but pretty sure that's an exaggeration.
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But yes.
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[ She could be in Hightown, but if Tony were a betting man, he'd say she probably opened her Gallows mail and hit speed dial.
Anyway, he's already bumming around the Research offices, and it's less that he coincidentally has the Orzammar mushroom whiskey here than it is he was coincidentally there and remembered this is where he stashed a bunch of weird dwarf shit. By the time she gets there, he's poured a glass, and there's one waiting for her, a vibrant amber liquid with a slight murkiness to it, particles settling. ]
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It takes Wysteria the span of only however long is required to traverse the various stairwells before between points A and B before she is storming into the work space still carrying in possession of the envelope and the note which has accompanied it and the papers which has lain inside. She seems to realize this latter fact only once crossing the threshold, and impatiently shoves the whole bundle into her skirt pocket with a crinkle of protesting parchment.]
Obviously it must be members of Forces, [she continues as if there had been intervention of time whatsoever between this moment and the last.] Or perhaps of that and Scouting division. If they were to go by griffon, they might make relatively quick work of the whole ordeal. It's hardly as if we don't know where he's gone. Warden Adrasteia might led the effort if we think he may still be in Weisshaupt proper.
[Wysteria manages to say all of these as she is crossing the room and threading through the desks. When she at last makes her way to the proper table where Tony and the glass is waiting for her, she takes up the latter directly and sucks down a great deal of its contents straight away.]
The two of them are good friends, you know.