Somewhere deep under the fortress called Skyhold, behind a metal barred door, a beast of a woman was hanging from a wall by chains. However, while the beast was unconscious, nothing could be done. Aria had spent a good while standing over the unconscious form, waiting for the human to wake up again, but nothing came of it. She scoffed at it and left the room with a steady stride. Behind her, she'd slammed the door, bending the frame with her biotics so even lockpicks would be useless on it.
The trek back to the ground level of the castle was uneventful. Aria had taken a different route, one that would bypass the two women she'd left lying on the floor. Maybe they were still alive. She didn't know, and she didn't really care. Finally, the narrow passages and stairways opened up. The Great Hall--which she had only been through once yet--was empty.
Her boots made dull clicking noises that echoed into the high ceiling as she advanced up the hall. Anyone else might feel small, being alone in such a grand space. Aria didn't. She had presence, and purpose, and a prize in her view.
Standing before the large chair, Aria took a moment to look it over. It was hideous. She wanted her couch in Afterlife, but this would do for now. Sitting in the throne gave her a sense of ease. This was familiar. She sank slowly into a lounging position, but as she did so, she began to realize something that made her more than a little uncomfortable.
It was too quiet.
The trek back to the ground level of the castle was uneventful. Aria had taken a different route, one that would bypass the two women she'd left lying on the floor. Maybe they were still alive. She didn't know, and she didn't really care. Finally, the narrow passages and stairways opened up. The Great Hall--which she had only been through once yet--was empty.
Her boots made dull clicking noises that echoed into the high ceiling as she advanced up the hall. Anyone else might feel small, being alone in such a grand space. Aria didn't. She had presence, and purpose, and a prize in her view.
Standing before the large chair, Aria took a moment to look it over. It was hideous. She wanted her couch in Afterlife, but this would do for now. Sitting in the throne gave her a sense of ease. This was familiar. She sank slowly into a lounging position, but as she did so, she began to realize something that made her more than a little uncomfortable.
It was too quiet.
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Date: 2015-09-01 01:43 am (UTC)From:She didn't roll her eyes, but she did give a small scoff. "My only question right now is: what the fuck happened?"
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Date: 2015-09-01 02:08 am (UTC)From:She answered promptly, as if it was very obvious.
"Of course it never crossed my mind that the Eluvian had such power to disrupt dimensions, aside from the Fade. Which probably means our worlds are far more connected than we know."
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Date: 2015-09-01 03:44 am (UTC)From:no subject
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