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[cole_fadewalk]

[ Rather than begin by writing, Cole seems to have drawn a bunch of tiny flowers in his journal: Andraste's Grace. ]

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[carverfadewalk]

What?

[cole_fadewalk]

Did I write that?

I don't think I did.

[heromiyuu]

Oh, look what we have here. Your flowers are very pretty.

[cole_fadewalk]

I used to put them in the rookery for a friend. They aren't there now. I checked.

This place is wrong.

[heromiyuu]

Yes, this place sure is wrong, I can feel it too. I'm looking for a way to make things right, though. Would you like to help me?

[cole_fadewalk]

Yes. I'm Cole. I'm here to help.

[heromiyuu]

Nice to meet you, Cole. I'm Neria Surana, but you can call me Neria. Meet me in the battlements, if you will. I'm heading there with Varric to try to figure out what is going on.

[ooc: join us on rp: surana if you want c:]

[carverfadewalk]

No. Wait. What?

[cole_fadewalk]

Why are you writing in my book? Do you need help?

[carverfadewalk]

I'm-- No.

Maker.

[dorianfadewalk]

[Rather than reply, Dorian has drawn what looks to be a snake being chased by a bird. Or maybe that is supposed to be a rat. He is not the best artist.]

[cole_fadewalk]

[ In response, Cole draws a nest of hungry baby birds in front of the snake. Or perhaps it's a menacing bowl of spaghetti. ]

[dorianfadewalk]

[Never one to be outdone, Dorian draws either a peacock or a turkey pecking at the snake. There's a note scribbled beneath that.]

Well that got unnecessarily sexual. Sorry about that, then.

[cole_fadewalk]

I don't understand. How?

[dorianfadewalk]

You know, that sounds like a great question for the Bull to answer.

Bull. Have at.

[rememberthearticle]

No way, big guy. You're going to have to get yourself out of this one.

[dorianfadewalk]

[Dorian draws what looks like an annoyed-looking cow. With horns.]

[rememberthearticle]

[Bull responds with a drawing of a peacock with a moustash]

[dorianfadewalk]

Dashing fellow, isn't he?

[rememberthearticle]

Eh, if you like strutting birds.

Lucky for you, I do.

[dorianfadewalk]

There's a cock joke in there somewhere, but I will not be the one to make it.

[rememberthearticle]

There are several cock jokes in there. The problem is picking the right one.

(OOC: gdi, every single time I post with Jane first)

[dorianfadewalk]

Yes, yes, embarrassment of riches I am sure.


(OOC: Jane just wants to play with Dorian that badly. He does not blame her; he is fabulous.)

[keelah_selai]

[Tali has covered an entire page with, in very neat, extensive detail, what looks like the wiring diagram for the inside of a metal sliding door. It includes a number of tiny symbols running in lines, left to right, some of which look as if the writer was less than calm.]

[kaidanmod]

Impressive. You seem to have a good eye for mechanical detail.

[keelah_selai]

[Another line of symbols, before suddenly appearing to be scratched out and replaced with angular, spidery handwriting in galactic common:]

Kaiden?! Where are we? Where are you? I just got this [scribbled messy of rude common and quarian script] of a door open, but no one is here!

[kaidanmod]

(OOC: Sorry, brain still waking up--Tali is in the Normandy already!)

That's a really complicated answer, mostly boiling down to I have no idea. Shepard's here, though. We're in the medbay. Do you need cover? So far everything has seemed fairly friendly, but you never know.

[keelah_selai]

I would ask how you got on the Normandy, given what was going on when I went to sleep last night, but I am pretty sure I'll get the same complicated answer.

I haven't seen anyone on this deck so far, but I'll use the maintenance shafts to get up to you. Just to be careful.

(OOC: I'll set up an RP thread for you, me and Shepard!)

[kaidanmod]

We'll be here.


(OOC: Let's add Ashley too! She should be starting soon.)

[keelah_selai]

(OOC: Ooh, yay!)