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[ professor gale!!!!!!!!!!!! ]
Well, if one is going to indulge, it might as well be in the best, hm?
Red wine and smoky whisky, to be exact. I'm unfamiliar with the vintages of this world, but that only means I now have the privilege of trying something new.
Well, if one is going to indulge, it might as well be in the best, hm?
Red wine and smoky whisky, to be exact. I'm unfamiliar with the vintages of this world, but that only means I now have the privilege of trying something new.
Alina's off on a romantic rendezvous with her beloved, so we can easily stay after hours for some experimentation.
[ what's an innuendo, never heard of it. ]
Come by this evening. I'll bring everything in to work.
[ what's an innuendo, never heard of it. ]
Come by this evening. I'll bring everything in to work.
[ Left in Gale's room before he wakes up, potentially delivered by a mouse: ]
Gale,
I'm sorry that we haven't found the time to catch up. If you have the time, perhaps you would like to join me for breakfast and a walk through the gardens? I believe the kitchen staff are able to do "take out".
Halsin
Gale,
I'm sorry that we haven't found the time to catch up. If you have the time, perhaps you would like to join me for breakfast and a walk through the gardens? I believe the kitchen staff are able to do "take out".
Halsin
[ Are we not doing phrasing ...?
Evidently not, because when the name of the game is magic and people he adores are at risk, the thought somehow doesn't cross Matt's mind. ]
Awesome. I'll be there.
[ And as the sun sinks below the horizon, Matt is en route to Sol & Scroll, trusty FEEDETH ME A TURKEY LEG AND TELLETH ME I'M PRETTY tote bag stuffed with freshly harvested herbs, a few essential oils, one of Matt's notebooks (now full of new anxious configurations!), and other bits and bobs. Finding the door unlocked, he slips inside. ]
Gale?
Evidently not, because when the name of the game is magic and people he adores are at risk, the thought somehow doesn't cross Matt's mind. ]
Awesome. I'll be there.
[ And as the sun sinks below the horizon, Matt is en route to Sol & Scroll, trusty FEEDETH ME A TURKEY LEG AND TELLETH ME I'M PRETTY tote bag stuffed with freshly harvested herbs, a few essential oils, one of Matt's notebooks (now full of new anxious configurations!), and other bits and bobs. Finding the door unlocked, he slips inside. ]
Gale?
[ At some point in the days just after New Year's, Gale will receive a small but lovely arrangement of clematis, verbena, lavender, and other purple flowers, with a hand-penned, lightly perfumed note: ]
For your gentlemanly assistance and warm company the other night.
Yours,
Dorian
For your gentlemanly assistance and warm company the other night.
Yours,
Dorian
I have a feeling it’s not for the faint of heart.
[ After saving the mouse from Shadowheart, Gale pens a response — and tasks her with delivering it, in apology. ]
Halsin,
A sorry predicament that is entirely my fault. I know not where the time has gone, only that many are not themselves, of late.
I’d like that very much. First light on the morrow? Flora in the kitchens is particularly amenable to allowing charming rascals like us a treat or two for the road.
I must warn you against sending rodents to our suite, however. Astarion and Shadowheart (the vampire chicken, I shall explain) find them much less charming than you do. Shadowheart, in particular, favours them when peckish, ha!
Halsin,
A sorry predicament that is entirely my fault. I know not where the time has gone, only that many are not themselves, of late.
I’d like that very much. First light on the morrow? Flora in the kitchens is particularly amenable to allowing charming rascals like us a treat or two for the road.
I must warn you against sending rodents to our suite, however. Astarion and Shadowheart (the vampire chicken, I shall explain) find them much less charming than you do. Shadowheart, in particular, favours them when peckish, ha!
[ After hours at Sol and Scroll, the shop remains lit by candlelight. Gale has already cleared the potions counter of day’s remains. The ReSculpt ointment sits at the centre of the table, not yet uncapped. The source of the change in Astarion, in Alina — his chest pangs, both the orb and his heart unsettled. August and Nick will provide something to feed the ache soon. A relief, if not a cure. ]
Matt — over here. [ With a flick of his wrist, he conjures a ball of light, floating above them. Then, as Matt steps closer, Gale tosses him a pair of gardening gloves. ]
Suit up.
[ They’ll be no help to anyone if they dose themselves. ]
Matt — over here. [ With a flick of his wrist, he conjures a ball of light, floating above them. Then, as Matt steps closer, Gale tosses him a pair of gardening gloves. ]
Suit up.
[ They’ll be no help to anyone if they dose themselves. ]
Ah-- [ Matt doesn't catch the gloves. At least, not with his hands: They arrest themselves in midair, floating into his waiting grasp. Matt quirks a smile down at them, then over to Gale. ] Smart.
[ Honestly, he could stand to wear gloves for more of the stuff he gets up to. He slips them on, then turns to dig into his bag. ]
So where are you so far? I brought some things I thought might be helpful for like, determining the nature of an object or a substance, [ his fingers close on something and withdraw--it appears to be a small gemstone. ] But like I said, I haven't done much with the stuff itself.
[ Honestly, he could stand to wear gloves for more of the stuff he gets up to. He slips them on, then turns to dig into his bag. ]
So where are you so far? I brought some things I thought might be helpful for like, determining the nature of an object or a substance, [ his fingers close on something and withdraw--it appears to be a small gemstone. ] But like I said, I haven't done much with the stuff itself.
[ Shadowheart returns with Halsin's response, vampire chicken turned carrier pigeon. ]
Gale,
Thank you for introducing me to your fine feathered friend! Shadowheart (such a name to live up to!) and I had a very interesting conversation. You didn't mention she had such a sharp sense of humor. I have agreed not to tempt her with mice and look forward to getting to know her.
I will also look forward to breakfast tomorrow. I'd suggest wrapping up warm, the mornings have been quite icy.
Halsin
Gale,
Thank you for introducing me to your fine feathered friend! Shadowheart (such a name to live up to!) and I had a very interesting conversation. You didn't mention she had such a sharp sense of humor. I have agreed not to tempt her with mice and look forward to getting to know her.
I will also look forward to breakfast tomorrow. I'd suggest wrapping up warm, the mornings have been quite icy.
Halsin
[ As promised, Gale slips from his room at first light (after a brief peak into Astarion’s, the tranquility of his trance soothing, when so much has changed). Bundled up in a cashmere coat, the same deep plum he favours on their travels.
Halsin will find him in the kitchens, chatting to a member of staff as they wrap two pastries in separate takeaway bags. ]
Halsin! [ Gale lifts a gloved hand in greeting. Notably, instead of his Mystral earring, a dropped opal glints in the light. ] Sweet or savoury?
[ He’ll take whatever Halsin doesn’t prefer. ]
Halsin will find him in the kitchens, chatting to a member of staff as they wrap two pastries in separate takeaway bags. ]
Halsin! [ Gale lifts a gloved hand in greeting. Notably, instead of his Mystral earring, a dropped opal glints in the light. ] Sweet or savoury?
[ He’ll take whatever Halsin doesn’t prefer. ]
A classic bonding experience for colleagues! You’ve my wholehearted support.
[ Gale isn't the only one worried about his companion. Although Dorian has turned him out of his bed and made his feelings on their burgeoning relationship clear, Halsin isn't abandoning him -- like Gale, he pauses outside of Dorian's door to listen for his slumbering breaths before he moves on.
He's not wrapped as warm as Gale, though he's at least in layers, the brightest being a colourful heavy knit cardigan that's somehow sized to his broad shoulders. He grins as he arrives, and doesn't stop moving towards Gale, seizing him in a big bear hug. ]
Gale! It's good to see you. [ Releasing him, he eyes the pastries, smiling at the kitchen worker. ] Savoury, please. And, if you would be so kind, perhaps some bacon and bread? Cold mornings make me rather hungry, I'm afraid.
He's not wrapped as warm as Gale, though he's at least in layers, the brightest being a colourful heavy knit cardigan that's somehow sized to his broad shoulders. He grins as he arrives, and doesn't stop moving towards Gale, seizing him in a big bear hug. ]
Gale! It's good to see you. [ Releasing him, he eyes the pastries, smiling at the kitchen worker. ] Savoury, please. And, if you would be so kind, perhaps some bacon and bread? Cold mornings make me rather hungry, I'm afraid.
[ Now that Dorian's done sweating out his ReSculpt fevers, he's circling back, as they say, on something that's been nagging at him. ]
I hope you've been well, in the midst of all this ReSculpt tumult.
I've been wanting to ask you a personal question, which you're more than welcome to refuse.
I hope you've been well, in the midst of all this ReSculpt tumult.
I've been wanting to ask you a personal question, which you're more than welcome to refuse.
You've my word.
I'll see about Astarion joining when the time comes, seeing as he spends plenty of time at the shop with us, anyway.
I'll see about Astarion joining when the time comes, seeing as he spends plenty of time at the shop with us, anyway.
[ Someone definitely thought they got away from this topic. ]
I'm fortunate not to have been affected, though I can't say the same for those I care for. What a vile temptation.
[ as for the rest, well — ]
Ask as you like, Dorian. I endeavour to be an open book, waiting only for someone to turn my pages.
I'm fortunate not to have been affected, though I can't say the same for those I care for. What a vile temptation.
[ as for the rest, well — ]
Ask as you like, Dorian. I endeavour to be an open book, waiting only for someone to turn my pages.
I'm sorry to hear that. [ About Gale's nearest and dearest, that is. ] I've only just recovered, myself, and can now officially say I'm not a fan of this place's magical proclivities.
I'm curious about the nature of your mark. And concerned, as well--as your friend, if I can call myself that.
Someone I know back home has an affliction with similarities to yours, at least on the surface. I know it pains them, though they hide it well.
I'm curious about the nature of your mark. And concerned, as well--as your friend, if I can call myself that.
Someone I know back home has an affliction with similarities to yours, at least on the surface. I know it pains them, though they hide it well.
You’ve my sympathies.
[ for having succumbed. caroline and astarion were beaten down by the detox process as much as the initial change. ]
You spoke of lyrium and forced etchings before I bid you goodnight. I assure you my mark is of a different make.
[ gale hasn’t admitted that it’s more than a decorative consequence, let alone an affliction, to anyone but nick and august, and he isn’t certain he intends to reveal as much to dorian now, kindly though he seems.
(and perhaps he chafes, just a touch, at the thought of his predicament being something common and shared, when his singularity is all he has left.) ]
[ for having succumbed. caroline and astarion were beaten down by the detox process as much as the initial change. ]
You spoke of lyrium and forced etchings before I bid you goodnight. I assure you my mark is of a different make.
[ gale hasn’t admitted that it’s more than a decorative consequence, let alone an affliction, to anyone but nick and august, and he isn’t certain he intends to reveal as much to dorian now, kindly though he seems.
(and perhaps he chafes, just a touch, at the thought of his predicament being something common and shared, when his singularity is all he has left.) ]
Edited 2025-01-21 10:40 (UTC)
[ Gale slides a finely decorated bowl out and uncaps the ReSculpt. Impossible not to think of Astarion, changed before his very eyes. ]
Not far at all, I’m afraid. [ wryly, ] I fear I napped through one too many potions classes.
[ he eyes Matt’s curled fist. ]
What are you thinking?
Not far at all, I’m afraid. [ wryly, ] I fear I napped through one too many potions classes.
[ he eyes Matt’s curled fist. ]
What are you thinking?
Ooft. [ said more for the sake of it, though he does hesitate before returning the embrace. Unused to the affection, even if it isn’t unwelcome. The opposite, in fact. ]
It’s good to see you, too, my friend. [ Gale pats Halsin’s sizeable bicep when they part. ] Forgive me for forgetting your appetite outmatches mine own. I’ve grown rusty without a campful of adventurers to cook for!
[ Good-humoured self-deprecation as they gather their food. Gale settles for his single pastry and coffee to-go, stepping into the snow with an audible ah. ]
Have you settled in well, Halsin?
It’s good to see you, too, my friend. [ Gale pats Halsin’s sizeable bicep when they part. ] Forgive me for forgetting your appetite outmatches mine own. I’ve grown rusty without a campful of adventurers to cook for!
[ Good-humoured self-deprecation as they gather their food. Gale settles for his single pastry and coffee to-go, stepping into the snow with an audible ah. ]
Have you settled in well, Halsin?
Edited 2025-01-21 17:04 (UTC)
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