#harritt

Besides, Dagna said she liked that it was getting longer. The perky smith was currently at her forge, crafting something. Harritt was nearby, hammering loudly on a glowing red brick of metal. Dagna’s work was quieter, but far more prone to sudden eruptions, explosions, freezings, or sometimes just disappearing into thin air. Jesi had found that particular piece three days later in her bathtub. Watching Dagna work was always entertaining, but while others would sometimes filter down to see what minor disruption the dwarf was going to cause next, Jesi was the only one who came down here regularly. Because she just wanted to watch Dagna.

Ancestors but she was so pretty. From her pretty red hair to her bright brown eyes to the way her tongue sometimes stuck out of her mouth a little bit when she was concentrating on something. Jesi was a little bit obsessed with every inch of Dagna. She did not want to miss the way Dagna would light up when something worked correctly, or when it blew up. No matter how badly something blew up, or fizzled out, or physically snapped in half, Dagna seemed to always be delighted. Jesi had asked her about it once and Dagna had said something about how she could learn from it even if it was a failure. There had been more to the answer, but there had been a lot of words Jesi could barely understand. That was okay though, because Dagna’s voice was also pretty, and she could listen to her all day.

“Hey, she’s at it again,” Harritt complained loudly. 

“What?” Dagna’s question caught Jesi’s attention and she blinked. Dagna had stopped her work and looked over at her. Jesi smiled brightly. “Sorry, Harritt,” Dagna apologized. Jesi did not feel sorry at all. Harritt just liked to complain. But she watched as Dagna carefully put away whatever it was she was working on, remove the heavy leather apron she wore for protection and lay it over the end of the worktable. Her smile got brighter as Dagna walked toward her, smiling back at her. That sight alone was enough to make her whole day no matter what else happened. When Dagna reached her, the pretty smith reached up to cup her face and then pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. That small kiss was enough to make her head dizzy.

“Were you waiting for me?” Dagna asked. It was a common enough question. Dagna was prone to getting so wrapped up in her work she would forget everything else. But not this time, and Jesi shook her head as she reached out and wrapped her hands around Dagna’s waist. She loved the way Dagna felt in her arms.

“No. I was just watching,” Jesi answered easily. She certainly had the time now. With Corypheus defeated and the Breach sealed it felt like there was nothing left to do. Lavellan was all worked up about Solas disappearing, and Trevelyan was focused on turning the Inquisition toward helping to rebuild what they could. But she and Adaar just seemed to be hanging around. And she did most of her hanging around down here, no matter what Harritt had to say about it. Jesi tugged at Dagna’s waist a little, pulling her in closer against her. She grinned happily up at Dagna’s face, marveling at her beauty. From the moment she first saw her, she had been completely struck by Dagna. If Orzammar ever needed a paragon of beauty there was one right here. The whole city was mad to have let her go.

“That’s sweet,” Dagna smiled back.

“It’s creepy is what it is,” Harritt grumbled loudly from behind Dagna. His back was to them, but obviously he could still hear them. “Take it to your chambers like respectable people.” His complaining just made Cadash laugh a little, but she let Dagna step back so she could stand up. Her hand slid into Dagna’s easily and they walked together past Harritt toward the door. Cadash was pretty sure he complained more than he was actually bothered. He had complained quite a bit when Dagna first showed up too, and now he loved her. But if his complaining helped get Dagna out of the forge once in a while so she could receive her full attention, then she was certainly not going to stop him.

And we, of course, know that Solas and Dorian definitely dislike Olivia - and she them. After a bit of time passes, she and Dorian come to tolerate each other. But it never passes more the chilly professionalism stage between them. He’s there to help and she appreciates that, for the sake of saving the world, but also struggles to look past both the man of Tevinter and the mage. With Solas they just disagree on every fundamental level. She also despises his holier-than-thou arrogance (as she sees it) and takes every opportunity to make sarcastic jabs at him and, whenever possible, prove him wrong.

With Bull, Olivia is wary. They’re generally friendly, but she tries to keep her distance from him. The idea that he’s a spy, even that he willingly shared this information, puts her ill at ease. After the issues with the qunari in Kirkwall, she’s more than a little gun shy, as it were, when it comes to dealing with the Qun. She’s friendly with Krem as well, and has no issues with the Chargers on a whole, just doesn’t spend much time around them. And Krem is usually around when she’s interacting with Bull, acting as a bit of a buffer sometimes to ensure things stay friendly.

At first, Blackwall cannot stand Olivia. He thinks she’s arrogant, can’t see past her own faith, and is too stubborn to accept dissent from others when they disagree with her on whether it was truly divine intervention that saved her at the Conclave. She proves him wrong, however. Helping everyone she can in the Hinterlands, he realizes that she’s not just focused on closing the Breach by “whatever means”. Also when he watches her interact with non-rebel mages (aka those that don’t attack them on site), he realizes she’s not just another templar. And also maybe most importantly she expresses an interest in learning about him, beyond just being a warden, and he realizes she sees him as a man and not a tool. I’ll have to revisit how things go after the… reveal. Not sure I can judge right off hand how that’ll go tbh. She’s been growing more as I’ve been playing her beyond how I planned her out.

Uhh, let’s see, I think that leaves Cassandra and Varric. They’re… interesting ones. Cassandra she mostly gets along with, but sometimes they’re so much alike that Olivia gets… hm, not bored but… I can’t put my finger on the word I want. At any rate, for as much as they can be alike, they also disagree. Or well, mostly when it comes to the purpose of the Inquisition and what can be done with it. Olivia feels Cass looks too much to the past, and even hates when Cass goes off about being among the “few women that have shaped the world”. Olivia wants to be her own person, but also realizes that Cass isn’t really wrong about that and that bothers her. Also Cass totally gets Olivia reading Varric’s books and it’s dreadful for poor Varric.

And speaking of, Olivia and Varric have a tense relationship. He’s much in the same boat as Blackwall was at the start, but doesn’t offer Olivia as much opportunity to… “right” that viewpoint. Not that she particularly tries with him. Like many others, she appreciates that he’s there to help, but they simply disagree about how to go about things and how she wound up where she is. He also may or may not hold past prejudices for her being not simply a templar, but one of Meredith’s. He sees her and fears the chance that red lyrium could somehow wrap itself around her, to steal away their once chance at saving the world.

Bonus round!

I need to think it out a bit more, but Olivia has a good chance of romancing Dagna :3 And along that line, she actually gets along quite well with Harritt and enjoys learning about crafting arms and armour from him.

She also befriends Adan and always goes to him when she needs to resupply on her personal lyrium stores. She usually hangs around for a bit, lending a friendly ear for him to bounce ideas for new recipes off of. He knows she’s bored to death by it, but the fact that she even tries warms his heart. But hell if he’ll ever tell her that. 

And lastly Ashley Hawke. They are a bit unsure of each other at first. Ashley thinks Olivia looks vaguely familiar and the fact of the matter is they probably ran into each other once or twice in Kirkwall, but never much interacted. They end up getting along decently enough - friendly, for sure. More than Varric expected, if one were to ask him about it. They end up enjoying laughs about stories from Kirkwall and Ash enjoys telling stories of growing up in Ferelden. Annnd they do also 100% bang once before going to Crestwood. No strings attached and while Olivia can’t help but feel that extra flutter in her chest later on when talking to Ash or hearing about her, nothing ever happens beyond that. They remain friendly for as long as Ash hangs around to aide the Inquisition.