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riverviewlogs2018-01-02 11:52 am
tevinteraltus) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-01-02 11:52 am
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Always had a fear of being typical
who: Dorian + Iona (Closed) | Dorian + YOU
what: Some shopping (we gotta look GOOD for that Ball) + January Catch-All!
when: Throughout January
where: Various locations throughout the Quarantine | Library | OPEN
warnings: Nothing I can think of. If this changes, I'll update
Closed to Iona Lavellan | January 2nd | SHOPPING
If Dorian were honest, he was a little offended there was a formal ball in less than four days and he'd been given minimal time to prepare. That being said, December had given him something he'd learned not to expect and something for which he was very thankful: his closest and most dearest friend, Iona Lavellan. Though they hadn't spoken at length about the things she'd left behind, he suspected she was troubled about leaving Thedas to its own devices (and who wouldn't be?), but with the announcement of a formal ball at the end of this week, and the relative warming of the weather (thank the Maker), she needed a change in wardrobe (and so did he) as well as formal attire for a formal outing (because everyone had to look their level best)!
The communal beds were novel, but they also served to make retrieving your friends easy as he rapped on her bedpost while she sat at her desk. Still dressed for colder weather, but nothing as heavy as December's wardrobe, he smiles warmly when she turns.
"Ready for a day out on the town?"
January 9th - 14th (Early Evening) | Library | OPEN
Though Dorian has spent the better part of several months in the Quarantine, he's only recently become acclimated to the idea of staying. He's done his work at the Research Institute, he's spoken with others, he's gotten close to a few, but in the back of his mind, it had all been a hold over to returning to his own world, to delivering his people (quite a lofty goal) and generally just being in Thedas again.
Now, though, is a different story. Now, well, he's actually starting to grow fond of the place, which means knowing its history. He can be found in the early evenings, after work but before the library shuts down for the evening, sifting through titles in the history section, or browsing through tomes at a table near it. He looks up often, when someone's shadow touches the edge of his vision, as though he's rather used to being interrupted. He'll even nod invitingly if someone seems up for a chat. He can be personable like that.
ANYTIME JANUARY | ANYWHERE
Wildcard! Have a thread you'd like with Dorian? Drop me a PM here, or hit me up on![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
vikael and I can throw up a starter below!
what: Some shopping (we gotta look GOOD for that Ball) + January Catch-All!
when: Throughout January
where: Various locations throughout the Quarantine | Library | OPEN
warnings: Nothing I can think of. If this changes, I'll update
Closed to Iona Lavellan | January 2nd | SHOPPING
If Dorian were honest, he was a little offended there was a formal ball in less than four days and he'd been given minimal time to prepare. That being said, December had given him something he'd learned not to expect and something for which he was very thankful: his closest and most dearest friend, Iona Lavellan. Though they hadn't spoken at length about the things she'd left behind, he suspected she was troubled about leaving Thedas to its own devices (and who wouldn't be?), but with the announcement of a formal ball at the end of this week, and the relative warming of the weather (thank the Maker), she needed a change in wardrobe (and so did he) as well as formal attire for a formal outing (because everyone had to look their level best)!
The communal beds were novel, but they also served to make retrieving your friends easy as he rapped on her bedpost while she sat at her desk. Still dressed for colder weather, but nothing as heavy as December's wardrobe, he smiles warmly when she turns.
"Ready for a day out on the town?"
January 9th - 14th (Early Evening) | Library | OPEN
Though Dorian has spent the better part of several months in the Quarantine, he's only recently become acclimated to the idea of staying. He's done his work at the Research Institute, he's spoken with others, he's gotten close to a few, but in the back of his mind, it had all been a hold over to returning to his own world, to delivering his people (quite a lofty goal) and generally just being in Thedas again.
Now, though, is a different story. Now, well, he's actually starting to grow fond of the place, which means knowing its history. He can be found in the early evenings, after work but before the library shuts down for the evening, sifting through titles in the history section, or browsing through tomes at a table near it. He looks up often, when someone's shadow touches the edge of his vision, as though he's rather used to being interrupted. He'll even nod invitingly if someone seems up for a chat. He can be personable like that.
ANYTIME JANUARY | ANYWHERE
Wildcard! Have a thread you'd like with Dorian? Drop me a PM here, or hit me up on
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He laughed deeply at her jest, though, inclining his head in agreement. "Too right you would be, and shall be. We'd best be off."
He nodded at her description of the Quarantine as well. It was similar to his own impression of the place. "There is certainly a lot to learn."
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And doing her best to hide all of that from Dorian. He’d already dealt with that. Dealt with her. He didn’t deserve that twice. She wasn’t sure how well she was managing that, though. Not with how closely their living arrangements were.
“Probably, yes,” she said with a smile. “Especially because I feel like this could take a very long time.” Teasing, just a little.
“Which I enjoy. It gives me something other than my job to fill the time.”
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"Ah, good! I'm glad I could provide a distraction, at the very least." His tone was playful as he opened the door for her. "Your Grace."