vallo

WHO: Wynonna & Doc
WHEN: December 10th after this
WHERE: The Homestead porch
WHAT: Saying some important words b/c you know...emotions.
WARNINGS: Nothing I can think of?

( Hello, darlin’ )

[A message in a bottle pops through one of the waypoints.]

( dear hal. )

(If you want to find this letter, feel free.)

Right.

No Devil's Anus. No infinity stones. We just ... wait until this place spits us back out again. That pretty much the short of it?

Pub recommendations then.

As an FYI, packing your stuff up isn't as great a distractor as you'd think from thinking about things like taking a Potion of Diminution so your gnome friend can Dimension Door you inside of a dragon or having to deal with a Robe of Flaying because naturally that has to exist and the rakshasa that's coming after you is apparently into having plenty of layers to his revenge plans or being led around the Feywild by a satyr (that's actually an archfey with super orange hair, because of course he is because Feywild) with a lewd, though entertaining, drawing hobby or even not so suddenly becoming part Paladin.

I think these memory dumps are designed just to be a reminder that as weird and eventful as shit can be here in Vallo, it will never be as weird and eventful as home.

ATREUS + MAX TREVELYAN

“I think you underestimate how easy it is for me to talk Dorian into things.”

WHAT: Inquisitor + Stablehand talk about current/ex-boyfriends. Basically just idle gossip.
WHERE: Skyhold
WHEN: Early December-ish!
WARNINGS: Not much, some running away from responsibilities and internal angst?
STATUS: Complete!
( Read more... )

[Filtered to Tower Residents plus Dwight]

I'm feeling strangely festive today.

Anyone want to help me decorate the tower? Or at least go pick out a tree?

WHO: Isabela & Vanya
WHAT: Prepping side dishes and bonding!
WHERE: Morningside
WHEN: Backdated to Thanksgiving Day
WARNINGS: Not really!
STATUS: Complete

( Hopefully Diego hadn’t rigged the door somehow to go off just from someone knocking on it, though part of her wondered if he had knives rigged up to go flying if he needed them to. )

I just realized this will be the first Christmas I'm celebrating without my mom. I shouldn't be complaining, because I still have Pat and Yolanda here, but I still miss her a lot. I hope she's alright.

Hi, me again.
How are you?

I have signed up for the fighting club. I look forward to the challenge and hope to meet each of you in battle.

I have found the board with the monsters to hunt, also. I will need to find supplies, weapon and armor. I cannot use the armor that Patroclus has, that he wore, that he died in.

This, too, will be a challenge that I look forward to meeting.


[Patroclus]
I love you.

This has to be some kind of a fucking joke, right? Somebody's made a cartoon video to me to SIA when I was fifteen specifically? How the fuck do they know any of this shit and why does this even exist? Do people enjoy this or something weird like that??