( closed ) when i see you next

[bheidh]

Who: Leliana + Cecily Trevelyan
What: Talking through their issues
Where: The lake
When: Right now
Warnings: Painful conversations ( and general Thedas warnings )

( Leliana had requested that Cecily meet her. She had at least moved onto her name, though she couldn't think of her as the Inquisitor. Perhaps she was, Cullen certainly believed it so although Cole didn't. Whether she was or not - in some other version of Thedas, if so - Leliana had her own inquisitor. Lavellan. This woman- Cecily didn't change that, but it certainly made things difficult.

Like their first meeting. It could have gone better, and perhaps her lack of belief in the woman had been a little paranoid, but after all that Leliana had seen - experienced there was so much that she could not instantly rule out. It would be foolish to simply and openly trust the first tale as she once would have.

There was much that Leliana needed to know, however. Details of her world, differences that may be present between them. Had all of their allies remained, had the battles been the same - in her favour as much as it had been for Lavellan? Though Leliana was curious of her own relationship with Cecily, of how well they knew each other (even what her own life had been) it wouldn't be anything asked - the information was the most important.

The lake had seemed a neutral location - something open, and its own vision of peace. Perhaps it would work, and at the very least there would be something nice to look at if they spoke little. And there she is,standing close to the waters edge, gaze shifting between it and the area around her as she waits )

Comments

[closerift]

I imagine raising the dead gives people hope.

[ It had, in fact. When Cullen had died, she'd been angry, fearful, and a host of other emotions, of course, but she'd had to have hope that she would see him again. If not... ]

Otherwise, all that raw emotion - power - would go to some of the others. Hope doesn't want that.

[bheidh]

Raising the dead can do more than that.

( But she can concede that it does also give hope )

Does the emotion truly give them power?

[closerift]

It seems that way. Why else would they work so hard to draw it from us? [ Beat. ] And, when Hope gathers enough energy for himself, he's able to resurrect another of their kind.