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[seasidesex]

[Oh hey, this is Isabela, staring at her communicator and looking rather skeptical and concerned.]

...Why the fuck do I have this mirror thing? It looks like a small version of that creepy mirror Merrill had. What did she call it? An Elveluian? Elusivan? Something, I don't remember. But I do remember something about it being possessed by demons? Is this damn thing possessed? Why do I have it?

[None of this rant will probably make sense to anyone, of course...]

Oh, and where in the name of Andraste's tits am I?!

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[standsentinel]

Uh... about two days down the really crappy road that leads out of town, I guess.

[The conversation's just taken a sharp veer away from Kaidan's limited experience with how these intro's usually go. The rubbing at his temples redoubles.]

You a ship's captain, then?

[seasidesex]

Yup. Though I lost it in a storm several years ago. I've been shipwrecked in Kirkwall ever since.

[standsentinel]

Well, I've never been to the port town myself, but it seems like there's a certain level of sea trade. Nobody really brings the ships into the bay here, though -- the dome stirs up the currents through the channel out from the bay enough that you'd probably end up in another wreck if you tried.

If it wasn't for the Authorities, I bet someone could blast a canal through... but if there were no Authorities, there probably wouldn't be a dome to mess up the currents.

[seasidesex]

Damn.

[standsentinel]

Hey, don't give up on it that easy. If we can just get a better road, or some better transport, the port city's not a long trip at all. And I'm going to work on the transport situation, once I have a few other things locked down.

[seasidesex]

You've mistaken me if you think I'd give up so easily.

[standsentinel]

I'd have to get to know you at all first before I could properly be mistaken about you, ma'am.

[Kaidan's tone is subtly teasing, and an amused light lingers in his eyes.]

But, fair enough.

[seasidesex]

Anyway, I do believe I need to get to work in finding myself a ship and a crew...

[standsentinel]

Depending on what you want to use it for, you might want to find Edmund here -- he handles trade, that sort of thing. Might have a few resources or people he could put you in touch with, if you make him a compelling enough argument.

[seasidesex]

Hmmm...I suppose I technically work in trade, but not the honest sort.

[standsentinel]

I see.

[Kaidan's tone grows a little more formal at that, his expression cool and watchful.]

There's not much in the way of law here, but if you want a piece of free advice, don't try anything dishonest on the locals.

[seasidesex]

We'll just see what happens~

[standsentinel]

[Yeah, that was not a reassuring answer. At least Kaidan's still pretty while looking coldly serious?]

You have no grounds to take any threat I make seriously, so I won't bother making one. But you don't look like a stupid woman to me, so think about this.

There are less than thirty of us here. There are a couple thousand people in the Old City. Winter is coming, they know where the food and shelter is, and they're the only people on this planet who've been willing to do things like provide basic supplies and shelter to people who've turned up with nothing but what they can carry and no idea of how this world works.

So don't fuck this up. Ma'am.

[seasidesex]

I know how to handle myself, thank you. I will handle myself in the way I best know how. Good day to you.

[This is where she shuts off communication]