Athera Lavellan (halam_shivanas) wrote in soulboundic, @ 2020-01-23 12:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log / thread, -player: emma, -player: mena, althera lavellan, cassandra pentaghast |
Who: Athera Lavellan & Cassandra Pentaghast
What: #bestreunionever
When: After this
Where: Near the housing area
Rating: Low
Status: In Progress
Athera packed up the book she had been reading and got to her feet, hurrying out of the coffee shop and back towards the barracks. Or, as it was properly known, the 'apartment building'. Her excitement at Cassandra arriving was palpable. She knew Hawke, of course she did, but she still felt lonely. She'd learned that Hawke had family here: he and Solona were related, cousins she thought, and of course Solona had Alistair. None of her friends had seen fit to come through the Mists yet, or perhaps the Mists had not yet seen it fit to claim them.
Either way, she was beside herself with relief that someone she knew - and that knew her - was here. Cassandra, for all her faults, was one of her dearest friends and closest confidantes. It was important to her that she had people she trusted around, she never would have been able to do any of the things she did without them, and she'd found herself floundering a little without the presence of those that she knew.
She and Hawke had gone shopping for 'modern clothes', so when she approached the apartment block, she was in jeans and soft boots that were almost as comfortable as worn Elven leather and an oversized tunic with a hood, creatively named a 'hoodie'. She liked the hood function as it meant she could hide her ears when she was feeling particularly self-conscious.
Cassandra wasn't hard to miss, her armour glinted in the sunlight and her annoyance could be felt drifting off her in waves.
"Cassandra!" She approached quickly, staff strapped to her back as it always was, stopping a hair's breadth away from the Seeker (who didn't look as different as she had been expecting since Hawke and Solona both had no idea about the events that resulted in the end of Corypheus), bouncing on her toes and clearly resisting the urge she had to hug the other woman. She cleared her throat. "I- I am pleased to see you. Are you well?"