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[championofsnark]

Oh! What was it? Please don't say blood magic, we have enough existential crisis for a house.

[stabsbooks]

I don't know.

[ Please don't even joke about blood magic, she would die. ]

I simply started glowing. I do not know what caused it.

[championofsnark]

What were you doing at the time?

[stabsbooks]

I was making a flower crown.

[championofsnark]

Maybe you can control flowers or plants?

[stabsbooks]

[ She's so upset she can't tell if Hawke is serious or not, and that makes things worse. ]

The flowers were dead, Hawke.

And they did not get up and dance as I was working.

It was not even a good flower crown.

[championofsnark]

Alright, calm down. You were doing a flower crown and just randomly started glowing? Did you say anything? Did anyone act strangely around you?

[stabsbooks]

I was having a conversation.

But my power cannot be speaking.

[championofsnark]

Why not? This isn't the same magic as ours. It could be anything. Maybe you're extra charming.

[stabsbooks]

Hawke.

We are speaking of my power.

[ have you met her. ]

[championofsnark]

What! You're charming! You won me and Varric over, we're not easy you know.

[stabsbooks]

What makes you think I won Varric over?

[ From her perspective, she'd done anything but. But she doesn't have time to think about that right now - and in any case, it would do no good. Better to focus on the problem at hand. ]

I do not think I have charmed anyone.

[championofsnark]

[ Hawke's laughing. ]

Because he told me so, obviously.

[ Duh. Although it was more along the lines of 'she's not that bad once you get to know her and she's not keeping you captive.' ]

Well something happened. No one acted weird around you?

[stabsbooks]

[ Hawke is exaggerating, obviously, just as she'd said Varric had when he'd written his book. Cassandra feels sure that he would never have said anything of the sort. ]

No. I told you, I was simply having a conversation and making a crown.

[championofsnark]

Alright, well, I guess we have nothing really to go on. We'll have to wait until it happens again.

[stabsbooks]

[ She knows that's the answer, but she doesn't like it. ]

Perhaps we will be lucky, and it will not happen again at all.

[championofsnark]

I mean, so far you haven't described anything that sounds bad though, maybe your ability isn't a big deal so you don't have to worry about it. Or maybe it's great and you'll eventually figure it out.

[stabsbooks]

It is possible.

[ She's not counting on it, though. There's a delay before her next message comes through. ]

And your power?

You have not used it?

[ She keenly hopes. ]

sorry for wait, you know *waves at life*

[championofsnark]

[WHELP]

Kind of need the blood to accidentally use it anywhere, and I'm not about to cut up my arm to do it.

[Lies.]

Also, you know, yuck.

don't worry i Get It

[stabsbooks]

[ It's not the decisive rejection of the very idea of using it that Cassandra had hoped for, but maybe it's the best she can expect.

There's another pause, as if she's thinking hard about how to respond. ]

Good.

[championofsnark]

Clarke was concerned that you were having a crisis of faith here, regarding our powers and whether or not the Maker is involved in giving them.

[ Which he definitely is not, but Cassandra believes very strongly in his omnipotence so. ]

I told her I have no ability to help with that. You ever think of asking around, seeing if there are other people in your situation?

[stabsbooks]

[ The frostiness is nearly tangible through text. ]

What situation?

[championofsnark]

Religious sorts. From their own world. Maybe struggling with what it means to be in a place that doesn't worship as they do.

[stabsbooks]

I am not 'struggling.'

[ she is struggling. ]

[championofsnark]

Bullshit, Cassandra. I'm not stupid.