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Date: 2024-06-18 07:52 pm (UTC)
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History always repeated itself. Perhaps not precisely, but situations were similar enough that one could claim as much. Lioriley had seen corrupted mages and raging templars and abominations galore when she had been in Kinloch Hold before it fell - had escaped with only her life and the horror of the event ever present in the back of her mind as she searched for aid. Aid came eventually, her phylactery destroyed in the chaos, and she... free. As free as mages ever were, of course.

She thought of the templars in the tower often - Cullen more than others. Young and naive and bright, so willing to work with the mages instead of against them like the more jaded templars had at times. She liked Cullen, and she could only hope that, if he survived, the world had been kinder to him than his time in the tower had been.

He was a passing thought these days, so many years later, wandering through the wilds to quell the red templars and to fend off wild mages resorting to means she never would. Lioriley took no solace in the blood and chaos, but even she knew now that peace was infrequently an option. Demons were pouring from the breach, monsters claiming the land now in a far less contained way. The hold could have been purged - the entirety of Thedas? Less so. Hence why she was seeking to aid the Inquisitor; trudging all the way to Skyhold to offer her services as an antiquarian, historian and, well, another mage. One with first hand experience.

Something came up mid-recruitment. The Inquisitor hurriedly ushering her to the "Commander's" office door and insisting he could help her acclimate with a tour. Confused, but trusting the decision, Lioriley knocked on the door.

Date: 2024-06-19 02:19 am (UTC)
invigorates: (what a fuckin' douchebag.)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
"Hello-" Lioriley started, half ready to bow her head in greeting when the door opened to reveal arguably the last person she ever thought she would see behind it. Her own eyes widened, a hand raised to her mouth as a gasp left her lips.

"Cullen?!" said in both surprise at the sight of him and concern when he cracked his head on the shelf, instinct surpassing shock as she moved closer, hands outstretched and a spell glimmering at her fingertips. A spell that vanished in a whisp of pale green a split second later. "Not..." real? "I - I can assure you that I am, Cullen. It is you, is it not? Maker's breath it has been so long..."

Date: 2024-06-19 02:41 am (UTC)
invigorates: for all those harsh-browns you're servin' right now. (I'm gonna need some ketchup)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
Hearing him speak her name made her heart skip. Lioriley had not heard that voice in so long it almost didn't sound right.

Or maybe that was just the way it cracked.

Lioriley winced when he hit the desk, watching papers scatter across the floor. She wanted so badly to run and hug him, but feared approaching would only do more harm while he seemingly panicked.

"I know." She thought he was dead too, honestly. And if not dead, more fucked up than he seemed now. "And I am. Should I- would you like me to leave? I am sorry if I startled you..." oh. She could feel herself choking up, tears stinging her eyes.

Date: 2024-06-20 03:18 am (UTC)
invigorates: BURN MORE STUFF. (In the winter  you can always)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
"I was never concerned about that." Not in the tower, not here, not ever. Although she was curious now how he simply... was not one any longer? Weren't there repercussions for that?

She took a tentative step closer, smiling despite the pain in her chest and the tears welling in her eyes. "No. Please. I am truly sorry this has happened so suddenly but I-" a beat. "I missed you."

Date: 2024-06-20 04:04 am (UTC)
invigorates: (Does Taco Bell do wedding cakes?)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
A hand rose to her chest, resting over her heart like she thought that might assuage the way it pounded so rapidly against her ribcage. He missed her. He thought about her - and oh, she would be devastated to know exactly how he had thought about her too. But was it much different than the visions in her own mind of him? Of all the ways she feared he had perished; tortured and broken by the mages he was meant to protect.

For a moment, all she could do was look at him, eyes shimmering with tears and her smile soft; warm and just a little melancholy. Despite the tiny voice in the back of her head suggesting she not - Lioriley bridged the gap and hugged him, if only to truly confirm how real he was.

Date: 2024-06-20 05:03 am (UTC)
invigorates: The air is thick with SEXUAL TENSION (And even with your dad's broken dick)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
Lioriley gripped him tight, pulling back only when he did, her own dark skin flushed with heat.

She cleared her throat and smoothed down her robes for lack of anything better to do with her hands. "It seemed the wisest option, given my knowledge of magic, the various lands of Thedas, and... other areas." Witnessing abominations firsthand. But Cullen knew that. Did not need a reminder. "You are the Commander now, yes?" She moved to glance out the small window in the stone. "Leading the troops. That is no small feat, Cullen. Well done."

Date: 2024-06-21 03:22 pm (UTC)
invigorates: (Why are you Guts?)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
"Mm." An amused sort of noise, like she had anticipated that answer. Older, more world-weary, and yet still so similar to the man she had known in the tower, hardly willing to brag about his accomplishments.

It was a question she had anticipated. Lioriley was an apostate - had been for so many years now, and for all Cullen must have known, she had been dead along with the rest of the mages. "About." She answered simply at first. "I left the tower just before they closed it off - escaped in the hopes of finding help and not caring if I suffered for it upon my return. But there was little I could do, and when I heard of what had happened... I just kept moving. Across Ferelden, across the sea to Antiva, Nevarra, Orlais - anywhere I could, searching for knowledge and aiding anyone I was able along the way." She turned back to face him, her smile soft but... tired. "Can I be truthful with you, Cullen?" She asked. "I had feared you long dead, but I thought of you every day. Hoped you were alive still, somehow."

Date: 2024-06-21 06:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] invigorates
She moved to assist him this time, picking up the papers that had scattered further across the room and setting them on his desk. It drew her closer to him as she leaned her hip against the edge of the desk, palm pressed to the top and her head tilted upward to meet his eyes.

He thought of her? Lioriley had hoped, of course, but never would assume unspoken feelings remained after so long; after such dreadful assumptions had been made. "I'm sorry, Cullen." She offered, knowing it was hardly enough. "But you are here now. I am... words cannot express how happy I am to see you. I hope things have been good for you otherwise. As good as they can be."
Edited Date: 2024-06-21 06:14 pm (UTC)

Date: 2024-06-22 02:53 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] invigorates
But...? She very nearly asked him to continue, but decided that if he wished to voice that thought - he would. Eventually. Lioriley glanced down to their hands, her own turning to gently grip his and squeeze. "I am happy to help the Inquisition, and you."

And again, something was left unsaid. Too soon, perhaps, too add more complicated feelings to the myriad she felt already. "Have you the time to show me Skyhold? If not, I am sure I can wander well enough on my own."

Date: 2024-06-23 07:59 pm (UTC)
invigorates: (Does Taco Bell do wedding cakes?)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
And just like that, the warmth if his hand vanished. Lioriley frowned despite herself, pulling her hand back to cradle it in the opposite palm for a moment.

She willed herself to smile by the time she looked up, nodding in turn. "Of course." She said, more than happy to follow his lead.

"Only the Inquisitor and, ah. Varric? He is quite the delight."

Date: 2024-06-23 08:33 pm (UTC)
invigorates: (you love it you slut)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
Perhaps unsurprisingly, there was one particular place she wished to see above all others - but it was likely the second she was brought to the library, Cullen would have to suffer her talking to Solas and Dorian both for far too long, as well as perusing the tomes offered. Surrounded by books had often been how he had seen her in the circle, too.

"I am sure you are a very busy man." She offered with a smile. "I would hardly wish to bother the Commander of the Inquisition with mundane questions."

Skipping ahead lmao

Date: 2024-06-24 12:48 am (UTC)
invigorates: The air is thick with SEXUAL TENSION (And even with your dad's broken dick)
From: [personal profile] invigorates
Lioriley would not have taken it otherwise until Cullen elaborated, his nervousness all but radiating off him and sinking into her. She felt her cheeks flush, and suddenly she was fidgeting with her robes as they walked through the hold on their tour.

"Of course. I will keep that in mind. Thank you, Cullen." She said. Hopefully her calmness would assuage any concerns he had.

Meeting everyone was fairly uneventful. Leliana and Josephine had been busy at the time, but exchanged their pleasantries nonetheless. Vivienne certainly struck Lioriley as someone she could absolutely speak to again especially with her opinions on the circle and how mages were treated. There were some outside still - The Chargers, Cassandra, Cole - but, as expected, the library had enraptured her the moment they stepped foot inside.

And poor Cullen. The instant Solas spoke, Lioriley was equally as enraptured. And now they just would not shut up despite Lioriley insisting every so often that she would only be a moment longer.

Date: 2024-06-24 01:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] invigorates
Lioriley knew it must have been terribly rude for her to interrupt their tour to speak with Solas. But another elven mage with such intricate and in depth insight into the Fade, the old ways of magic? She could not resist and, apparently, neither could he resist indulging her, given how infrequently he was able to speak at length without someone getting bored or dismissing him. Uncultured, the lot of them.

"Oh, no no!" Lioriley said insistently, grasping his forearm gently like she worried he might actually leave without her. "I am deeply sorry, Cullen. It has just been so long since I was able to speak to another mage like this, especially about such esoteric topics!" And Solas, smarmy man he was, smiled at the both of them. "Yes, my apologies as well, Commander." Then, to Lioriley. "I hope we might speak again soon." And Lioriley nodded excitedly. "Of course."

She squeezed Cullen's arm. "Lead the way."

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