if I owned this city, I'd make it behave

[ladyspitfire]

Date & Time: A few days before the masquerade, early afternoon.
Location: Out and about in the city shops.
Characters: Elissa, Galadriel, and OPEN.
Summary: A Warden decides a friend needs a little nudge to go to the masquerade.
Warnings: None!


She wished she could feel a little better about this party. She'd never been to a masquerade before and hardly knew the first bit of decorum that went with it, but she knew from talk back in Highever that it was a standard practice in Orlais. Masks, high parties, frivolities and things she knew she wouldn't be interested in. What did catch her curiosity was that the Initiative was willingly sending them back in time to enjoy such a party. It seemed suspicious at best, enough for her to want to keep an eye out. But she also knew Leliana would be excited and she'd promised Zevran to take him shopping...

But there was someone else she was interested in seeing too, and she hoped she could spare some thought on attendance at this party.


[ooc: the first post is for Elissa and Galadriel but after that it's open for anyone else to encounter Elissa at any point. ACTION OR PROSE, IT'S UP TO YOU. I just set it up in prose.]

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[ladyspitfire]

She spotted Fiona and tried her best not to smile at the sight of her. She seemed so out of place, this Warden with odd containers all in a bundle. It simply didn't fit, she supposed, which was an odd thought. Elissa said nothing about it, however, and simply gave Fiona a friendly wave as she passed by. "Fiona," she called amiably. "What all do you have there?"

[uncalled_for]

She could take the joke, maybe. For now, she gave a short snort. "Food." She stated flatly. The packaging likely making it much more interesting than it was. "And what brings you out near the shops?"

[ladyspitfire]

Enough for an army. Sometimes, it was nice to remember that she and Alistair weren't the only ones with voracious appetites. She smiled wanly. "I was looking around at dresses. I'm hoping to convince a friend of mine to go to this masquerade. Perhaps she'll go if I tempt her with shopping." ...Oh, that almost sounds like she's describing Leliana. She winced. "I'm not so certain about dressing up for it, though."

She raised an eyebrow to her. "Are you going?"

[uncalled_for]

The question brought out a snort of a laugh, "no, I'm not." Odd that it would even be asked, really. With an awkward shift in her weight, she'll readjust the bags she's holding. Refusing to settle them on the ground for a longer term conversation. "So who is it you are trying to convince then?"

[ladyspitfire]

Ah, well. She didn't know if Fiona was interested in those sorts of activities as it was. Better that she didn't assume. "Lady Galadriel. I'm no entirely certain if it's something she would enjoy...but perhaps, if she declines to go, she'll go shopping anyway. I'd like to get her something."

And so began Elissa's continued gift-giving to friends...