it meant something

With a restrained sigh and a quiet ❛ All right, ❜ he made his way over to the door at her last statement, but did not leave. Instead, he took a chair from the disused desk and brought it back over. He set it down next to her before heading back to another chair where he set it across from the other. Zaahyr then sat and smiled at Calpernia. ❛ Would rather not kill you, but thanks for the choice. I won't keep you here long either, however for the time being, you will have to stay and during said time, if you won't tell me anything, maybe you could listen? And sit? Or...stand, whatever you're comfortable with. ❜ There was a brief pause, gaze searching as it were before he continued. ❛ We do not see eye-to-eye, perhaps, but what I do know is that Corypheus is really the only one who needs to die, between you and me. You know this, we all know this, there is nothing good to come from his actions for either side. If you wish to make a change, a good solid change, it's not going to happen when the world is being ripped apart by some guy with an ego the size of Thedas. Maybe bigger at this point seeing as he has the Templars under his thumb. I'm not asking you to join us, all I'm asking is for some kind of gauge on him from you. ❜

"a gauge," she repeats with a bitter laugh on her tongue, "your spymaster and her little birds are not finding enough information, is it?" a pile of ash sits by her feet and calpernia lets her hands fall to her sides once more before she crosses to stand behind the chair across from the inquisitor. fingers curl around the back of it and she leans forward to be at eye level while she stands and he sits, "corypheus has been killed before. what makes you think you will be able to make it stick this time?"

sarcasm  seeps,    and  when  calpernia  begins  to  walk  again,    so  too  does  victor;    allowing  this  time  his  steps  to  make  sound,    just  so  she  knows  he’s  still  there.       “   if  you’re  wantin’  to  talk,    however,    i’ll be  happy  to  take  both.   ”       he  wonders  if  the  mild  distaste  in  his  voice  gives  notion  that  this  city  gives  him  the  creeps.    why  couldn’t  he  be  assigned  somewhere  nicer,   like  back  home  ?

a smile curls the edges of her lips and she turns her head vaguely in the direction the voice came from. "i'll even pay for your meal."

Calpernia stands in a field of seven swords, holding the eighth in her hands. Her chains are broken, but Corypheus prevents her from seeing that she has done so by her own actions, trying to maintain his control over her. But his grip is slipping.

❝ it doesn’t matter that they won’t remember me. what matters is i helped. ❞ ❝ bad things should happen to bad people. ❞ ❝ i’m here to set things right. also ? to look dashing. that part’s less difficult. ❞ ❝ planning has never been my strong suit . now, killing…killing & love-making. those i am better at. ❞ ❝ oh ! we could get matching outfits ! ❞ ❝ i’m not saying i should be your first pick for a dance partner at the ball , but in the deep roads , i’m your man / woman. ❞ ❝ draw your weapon & say that again ! ❞ ❝ we’re here to kill them all, yes ? for sport ? ❞ ❝ you tend to get up to interesting things. you meet interesting people & then you kill them. ❞ ❝ i never worry, darling. a leash can be pulled from either end. ❞ ❝ it’s like you need permission to be alive. ❞ ❝ has anyone told you what marvelous eyes you possess, my dear ? ❞ ❝ have you ever licked a lamp post in winter ? ❞ ❝ i’ll try not to hit anyone. ❞ ❝ there you are. everyone’s been looking for you. ❞ ❝ the last man standing gets final say on who is right or wrong. ❞ ❝ i like my hair the way it is, thank you. ❞ ❝ do you think about how to kill everyone you meet ? ❞ ❝ are you… sassing me, ____? ❞ ❝ yes, but she/you seems more… “ooh, pretty colors !” than “muahaha ! i am princess stabbity ! stab, kill, kill ! ❞ ❝ congratulations ! you have found a wastebin . ❞ ❝ what are you going to do with that sword ? ❞ ❝ not listening ! la la-la la la ! ❞ ❝ i saw you looking at the girl/boy in town earlier . ❞ ❝ anyone wishing to accuse me of weakness is welcome to try. ❞ ❝ …did you cut your own hair ? ❞ ❝ ”one by one they follow, drowning in the sea”. the rest of the poem is sad.. ❞ ❝ you aren’t all stone, ____. there is a person inside of you. ❞ ❝ we crush the heads of rude women when we feel like it. just so you know. ❞ ❝ protect what matters with everything you have, or you’ll have nothing, and deserve it. ❞ ❝ i want you to know that what we had was real. ❞ ❝ in the end you are always alone with your actions. ❞ ❝ somebody’s been drinking. ❞ ❝ let’s show them our hearts, and then show them theirs.. ❞ ❝ do you feel that ? my magic-sensing nose is tingling. ❞ ❝ well, shit. ❞ ❝ you worry me, you know that ? ❞ ❝ i’m cold. & it’s indoors. this is so wrong. ❞ ❝ i saw what you were doing back there. ❞ ❝ we will never speak of this again. ❞ ❝ you’re a big softie ! ❞  ❝ i’ve got just the thing to cure that pout. ❞ ❝ eight, nine, now you die. ❞ ❝ daughters never grow up. they remain six years old with pigtails & skinned knees forever. ❞ ❝ i don’t need my pants, anyway. ❞ ❝ smiles. we must be careful how we present ourselves. ❞ ❝ be careful what you wish for. power is treacherous. i have seen many people–great leaders–consumed by it. ❞ ❝ don’t touch me ! stay away ! ❞ ❝ i think of him/you/her as much as he/you/she thinks at all. ❞ ❝ i knew nothing of friendship before we met. ❞ ❝ you can approve or not approve as you wish, but this is one thing you cannot influence and mold to your liking. ❞ ❝ there you go, breaking my heart. ❞  ❝ does anyone else feel the verge to vomit? ❞ ❝ i…love you. just… wanted to tell you that. ❞ ❝ let those who would destroy us step into the light. ❞ ❝ it’s dangerous when too many men in the same armor think they’re right. ❞ ❝ if you love a character, you give them pain, ruin their lives, make them suffer. maybe even throw in a heroic death. ❞ ❝ i do quite like watching you leave. ❞ ❝ send him a fruit basket. everyone loves those. ❞ ❝ did i stutter ? ❞ ❝ are you kidding ? i’m surprised you didn’t kill anyone just coming over here. ❞ ❝ the world may want my time, but you have my heart ❞ ❝ have you ever heard the saying ‘let sleeping abominations lie’?  now would be the time to consider it. ❞ ❝ that sounded much better in my head . ❞ ❝ i have an excellent sense of dramatic timing. & good hair.  ❞ ❝ the air hurts. i have to stop. ❞ ❝ challenge someone to arm-wrestle me. ❞ ❝ so, you’re not like a lot of other girls/boys. ❞ ❝ not long ago this was impossible to imagine. you, the man i love, victory close at hand. ❞ ❝ how do you do that ? make everything better with a smile ? ❞ ❝ it gets no easier. your struggles have only just begun. ❞ ❝ there comes a time when you must stop running, when you turn & face the tiger.  ❞ ❝ it’s family, you protect. doesn’t matter who it is, blood or not. ❞ ❝ perhaps we should carve our names into the giant tree ? ❞ ❝ hey ! that’s mine ! ❞ ❝ our mistakes make us who we are. ❞ ❝ fear makes men more dangerous than magic ever could. ❞ ❝ don’t let anyone tell you when to move on. take their hand & say, “my choice". ❞ ❝ words are easy, like the wind; faithful friends are hard to find. ❞ ❝ shitballs. fuck. shit. crap. ❞ ❝ living a lie … it festers inside you, like poison. ❞

Tristan hears his title called and a silver - masked attendee bows to him, a gesture which he returns with the rough grace of a noble estranged from his position. ❝ I am glad to be alive still myself, my lady, ❞ he offers in return, displaying a mellow smile. ❝ I see news and stories of my survival are making for remarkable conversation among those present; you're hardly the first to offer such relief. ❞ And she won't be the last, if socializing continues. He isn't unkind, however; he knows how much tone matters in these occasions.

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standing stock straight with her hands held tensely by her sides, she stares directly at the woman in front of her. of course she had heard of calpernia, had even seen her when haven fell. if she's surprised to see her here, she doesn't show it. as helena listens, it takes all her strength to not openly scoff. in no universe does she believe that she can just walk out of here. "really? just turn around and walk out? excuse me if i find that unlikely." her voice is confident, but she can feel her own adrenaline like a hairpin trigger. ready for a fight at any second, one that she's afraid she might not win.

"it would feel cruel to kill you," calpernia replies easily, taking a stride forward, "and we will be moving this operation before you can get a report to your commanders." in truth, the stolen mine is beginning to run dry. there is still lyrium to be plucked from the earth but not so much that the loss of this space entirely would be any sort of true detriment to the venatori or their leader. "i have no quarrel with you in particular, unless there is something you want to tell me." it's almost a joke, the corner of her mouth twisting upwards as she approaches, "THOUGH i would ask you deliver a message to your spymaster from me, should you return."