Cassandra had been combing through books on magic and the island itself for days. No solution had presented itself, and it was starting to get on her nerves. So she had decided to pick up her training again so at least she wouldn't be falling behind while she was trapped here
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"Hi," she said, giving a smile at the new girl from her place on the mats, halfway through her yoga routine. At least she was in a position relatively facing the girl, rather than trying to talk from between her legs or something. "You've probably heard this a million times already, but welcome to Fandom."
Maybe it would set Cassandra at ease to see that Kathy was also only wearing a sports bra, at least up top?
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"Leaving behind the part where I don't actually have a faith?" Kathy said, forgetting to speak in declarative sentences again. "No, not really. Most of the religions here have given such things up because, well, they've been proven to do more harm than good. The sects that still do so are generally considered terrorists."
At least Kathy had the grace to look uncomfortable while saying so?
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"Perhaps in your world," she said. "Where apparently, your faiths has nothing that needs policing. Perhaps your gods ferret out corruption and punish it, I do not know. But the Chantry needs the Seekers, and I assure you, Divine Beatrix is quite capable of overseeing us."
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She wouldn't be happy finding out she was right some twenty years from now, but... yes.
"You are, I suppose, lucky such a thing is not necessary."
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