At the Bar [locked to The Party, after session of 25 Mar 08]
(OOC: There is probably a lot of plot we need to work through, so here's an opportunity to get a bit of it in before session this week. I know Choline needs to tell some people some things before session...)
Choline is probably the only one that notices Geralt coming back down the stairs.
He actually went and did it. She's dead.
She deals Geralt the slightest of nods, and then goes back to speaking with the two people with whom she'd been holding up the bar.
"All in all," Choline says, fingering the heavy gold band on her right index finger as though nervous, "it was a very good trip. I'm glad that the dangers we face aren't my fault. Although I realize that we - that I -" and here she looks over at Keir, and then to Jaxte, for the briefest of moments - "didn't leave on the best of terms."
Looking at Keir is hard to do at this point. All she can remember is his parting words for her, multi-faceted and sentimental, and her abnormally cold brush-off. Doubtless she had sent the wrong message with that action, and she wasn't prepared to deal with the consequences of it. All that she knew was that she needed him close to her, if only as an ally at this point (although she would be insane to deny the fact that she'd love to keep up the whatever-it-was that they had shared over the past months). Sheer trust, coupled with the fact that he had no apparent affiliation with any kingdom, makes him valuable. Yet for some reason it pains her to look at him in that sort of politically analytical light.
And Jaxte? Choline had spent the entire transit to Sumervale wondering if she hadn't just been branded a traitor for what it was she had attempted to do. Upon return it seems as though that is not the case... but what she'd learned, and the current suspicions about the Southern King that she holds, is far more treacherous than simply walking away from a job. Choline is at a crossroads here because Jaxte is a friend, a rare but pleasant happenstance. It is obvious to the elf that in Jaxte's mind, political loyalty supercedes any friendship, but Choline wonders if she herself will have the figurative balls to have the same mindset.
Lost in thoughts of potential love and lost friendship, Choline looks uncharacteristically distracted for a moment, but then brightens, slaps on her consummate-actress mask again and says, grins all around, "I bet you want to know about Ariane. And I want to know what else I missed."
Choline is probably the only one that notices Geralt coming back down the stairs.
He actually went and did it. She's dead.
She deals Geralt the slightest of nods, and then goes back to speaking with the two people with whom she'd been holding up the bar.
"All in all," Choline says, fingering the heavy gold band on her right index finger as though nervous, "it was a very good trip. I'm glad that the dangers we face aren't my fault. Although I realize that we - that I -" and here she looks over at Keir, and then to Jaxte, for the briefest of moments - "didn't leave on the best of terms."
Looking at Keir is hard to do at this point. All she can remember is his parting words for her, multi-faceted and sentimental, and her abnormally cold brush-off. Doubtless she had sent the wrong message with that action, and she wasn't prepared to deal with the consequences of it. All that she knew was that she needed him close to her, if only as an ally at this point (although she would be insane to deny the fact that she'd love to keep up the whatever-it-was that they had shared over the past months). Sheer trust, coupled with the fact that he had no apparent affiliation with any kingdom, makes him valuable. Yet for some reason it pains her to look at him in that sort of politically analytical light.
And Jaxte? Choline had spent the entire transit to Sumervale wondering if she hadn't just been branded a traitor for what it was she had attempted to do. Upon return it seems as though that is not the case... but what she'd learned, and the current suspicions about the Southern King that she holds, is far more treacherous than simply walking away from a job. Choline is at a crossroads here because Jaxte is a friend, a rare but pleasant happenstance. It is obvious to the elf that in Jaxte's mind, political loyalty supercedes any friendship, but Choline wonders if she herself will have the figurative balls to have the same mindset.
Lost in thoughts of potential love and lost friendship, Choline looks uncharacteristically distracted for a moment, but then brightens, slaps on her consummate-actress mask again and says, grins all around, "I bet you want to know about Ariane. And I want to know what else I missed."