RP: Open (ALSO in the dungeons of Skyhold) DEMON FIGHT
Aug. 7th, 2015 10:09 pmCullen left his weapons and armor locked away safely before going down to the dungeons and locking himself into the cell. He carefully pushed the key beyond his reach, then went to sit in the center of the cell with his legs folded beneath him.
He'd thought it through as carefully as he could.
They needed to be able to defend themselves against potential threats that arrived. That much was painfully obvious to him. But they also needed a system of checks and balances to make sure no one would attack a rival and claim it was for the good of the group. Without a governing group or lawkeeper--and with mistrust so easy here--the best solution seemed to be to put himself on trial as well as the woman he was accusing. If he was a danger to the group, they could leave him to rot, and considering Anders was in charge, there was always a chance they would...but as he closed his eyes and drew a deep breath, he felt weirdly almost peaceful.
He'd seen her, he faced her down, and he'd managed to choose justice over vengeance. He'd managed to let reasonable doubt sway him toward what felt like the fairest and safest course that might even help build that law out of chaos they so desperately needed.
He couldn't help but feel Cassandra would be proud of him, even as she threatened to knock him about the head. But he wasn't allowed to be a man with feelings when he had to be the Commander, and this? This was a very good reminder of that.
(OOC: Later, the thread gets a bit bloody. Trigger warning for semi-graphic description of dirty fighting and injury.)
He'd thought it through as carefully as he could.
They needed to be able to defend themselves against potential threats that arrived. That much was painfully obvious to him. But they also needed a system of checks and balances to make sure no one would attack a rival and claim it was for the good of the group. Without a governing group or lawkeeper--and with mistrust so easy here--the best solution seemed to be to put himself on trial as well as the woman he was accusing. If he was a danger to the group, they could leave him to rot, and considering Anders was in charge, there was always a chance they would...but as he closed his eyes and drew a deep breath, he felt weirdly almost peaceful.
He'd seen her, he faced her down, and he'd managed to choose justice over vengeance. He'd managed to let reasonable doubt sway him toward what felt like the fairest and safest course that might even help build that law out of chaos they so desperately needed.
He couldn't help but feel Cassandra would be proud of him, even as she threatened to knock him about the head. But he wasn't allowed to be a man with feelings when he had to be the Commander, and this? This was a very good reminder of that.
(OOC: Later, the thread gets a bit bloody. Trigger warning for semi-graphic description of dirty fighting and injury.)
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Date: 2015-08-13 06:57 am (UTC)From:"Oh, why not? Someone will probably want healing when they're done with that thing, so I might as well be there."
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Justice was the one to answer, though the smile on their face belonged to both.
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