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exsiliumlogs2012-06-30 02:41 am
selfloyalty) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-06-30 02:41 am
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Date & Time: the day after her return from time-travel shenanigans
Location: ANYWHERE UGH THIS IS AN OPEN POST HAVE AT THEE specify a time and place or something.
Characters: Anora, whoever else decides to show aka OPEN
Summary: everyone's favourite queen is back from her trip through time. and of course she needs to do things so she doesn't sit around and mull about the fact that she had been high for the majority of that trip.
Warnings: um none as of now.
She was home.
Well, not home. This realm will never be her home, nor would it ever have the same comforts of Thedas. But, it was familiar-enough where, upon return, all she wanted to do was clean up and curl up in bed and she would feel perfectly fine doing so. She had not said a word to Alistair or Martin since she returned, not that she was particularly conversational with either of them to begin with. She had simply locked herself in the bathroom for two hours to scrub herself down in the bath and trim her hair.
But today was a new day. Her hair was back in its usual set of braids, her outfits were back to being tightly laced around her body. Her vision was clear and no longer bleary and distant, and she felt...relatively herself again.
She would spend today out and about, going to the library to pick up a new book or two, wandering the market place to pick up fresh food for the flat. She could even be found wandering the whole of the city, lingering by local theatres to see if there was anything of interest to be found, and pausing by establishments where a solid alcoholic drink or two could be found.
It wouldn't be until late when she'd return to her living quarters, and even then she wouldn't go to sleep until much later, choosing to curl up on the couch to read a book instead. She was tired, but at the same time her recent venture had caused her to grow even more restless. And unfortunately, she found there was never a happy medium to satiate both feelings.
Location: ANYWHERE UGH THIS IS AN OPEN POST HAVE AT THEE specify a time and place or something.
Characters: Anora, whoever else decides to show aka OPEN
Summary: everyone's favourite queen is back from her trip through time. and of course she needs to do things so she doesn't sit around and mull about the fact that she had been high for the majority of that trip.
Warnings: um none as of now.
She was home.
Well, not home. This realm will never be her home, nor would it ever have the same comforts of Thedas. But, it was familiar-enough where, upon return, all she wanted to do was clean up and curl up in bed and she would feel perfectly fine doing so. She had not said a word to Alistair or Martin since she returned, not that she was particularly conversational with either of them to begin with. She had simply locked herself in the bathroom for two hours to scrub herself down in the bath and trim her hair.
But today was a new day. Her hair was back in its usual set of braids, her outfits were back to being tightly laced around her body. Her vision was clear and no longer bleary and distant, and she felt...relatively herself again.
She would spend today out and about, going to the library to pick up a new book or two, wandering the market place to pick up fresh food for the flat. She could even be found wandering the whole of the city, lingering by local theatres to see if there was anything of interest to be found, and pausing by establishments where a solid alcoholic drink or two could be found.
It wouldn't be until late when she'd return to her living quarters, and even then she wouldn't go to sleep until much later, choosing to curl up on the couch to read a book instead. She was tired, but at the same time her recent venture had caused her to grow even more restless. And unfortunately, she found there was never a happy medium to satiate both feelings.
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"But back home, I am a queen. I was raised to want to handle 'that sort of thing' at an early age."
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'Yeah I hear that's pretty much a full time gig, royalty.'
He's never been all that sure what to make of the idea, really. Obviously he's got about as close as someone in a modern-day representative democracy can get to the idea, but there's still some fundamental differences.
'Back home where?'
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She still wasn't used to the fact that not many people here knew of Thedas. "Ferelden. I highly doubt that you have heard of it, however, seeing as not many people here do." There was a vague motion with her hand. "I suppose it has to do with all these...dimensions I continuously hear about."
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'They have a pretty good spread of them though, somehow. The sheer variety of people is... You start to wonder maybe where the control group is in this little experiment.'
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Something like that anyway. He's just still finding lots of things to be annoyed with and feeling like a pawn in an experiment is one that he's pretty sure most people wouldn't fault him for.