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Inquisitor Araia Lavellan at your service. What disaster would you like me to fix for you today? {Indie blog for my own Inquisitor Araia Lavellan from Dragon age Inquisition. We're both 18+ the things that I say can and will be subject to change, lemme know, politely, if you think i've screwed something up and i'll see what I can do.}

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As he watched Araia bound away, Samandriel wondered exactly how someone could have so much energy. He couldn’t remember ever having that much of a bounce in his step; maybe that was just because he was so tired now. Either way, Saamndriel watched the strange girl until she reached the bottom of the flight of stairs, before turning and making his way to his room to flop on his bed. Maybe just a few hours of sleep…maybe a day…

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Araia had been wrong. Her explanation had not counted as a decent excuse and she was in trouble. Morning practice had come and gone fairly quickly, she never noticed the time when she was that focussed anyway. Now here she was going through the library trying to find a book on medieval archery. Definitely not an easy task, and her friend Sera wasn't making it any easier by taunting her about it, but then, Sera didn't like to make anything easier. Unless you'd dressed up the target like a fine gentleman from the 1800's or something. She rather enjoyed making any and all shots to that target very easy, the woman had very weird priorities.

After finally finding a couple books with the help of the librarian Araia yawned quietly and stretched as she made her way back up the stairs. She had to get the report done by lunch tomorrow and she was not looking forward to getting started. She raised an eyebrow when there was no one asleep on the stairs, she'd half expected Alfie to still be there after all. With a quiet laugh and a shake of her head she continued up the stairs, she had more important things to be thinking about instead of fussing over whether the guy she met this morning made it back to his room or not. Besides, there was every chance she'd see him tomorrow, they lived in the same building after all, running into each other was inevitable. She just hoped he wouldn't be asleep on the stairs again next time she saw him.

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"Don’t get a lot of homework?" he echoed, letting out a dry laugh. "Well, I guess technically we don’t. A few essays, some mood pages, drafts and redrafts and sketches and final designs. Research into any artists whose styles we want to emulate. Don’t even get me started on stitching, those projects are the worst." Sop maybe he got a little bitter when people said he did no work. And honestly he’d never even heard of archery as being a major.

He stooped to pick up his bag, settling it on his shoulder before he replied to the last question. “I’m good. It’s only another two flights.”

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"Wow. Sounds like you do more than you get credit for. Sorry if I was a little blunt with the homework thing, i have a tendency to do that. And if you're thinking Archery as a major isn't a thing you'd be mostly right, i'm the only one really doing it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't count." She'd unfortunately had to give that last little part of her lecture several times to a few friends that said they didn't believe her. She worked hard to get her major accepted and she was damn well going to keep doing it.

Araia nodded to him and smiled warmly. "I have to get to practice but it was nice to meet you. Maybe we'll bump into each other again, though it is pretty bad for your health if you fall asleep on the stair case y'know." She then waved and started to run down the stairs again, skipping a few because she was unfortunately very late. On the bright side she'd met someone new and that meant she had an excuse for being late this time. She just hoped her friend would buy it.

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"I doubt it, the thing’s been busted for months," Samandriel said, grudgingly shaking her had as he introduced himself. "Alfie Prescott. Exhausted art student." So maybe that wasn’t as impressive a title as head of the archery squad, but hey, she had found him sleeping on the library stairs, what did she expect?

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"I'll see if I can talk to one of my friends about it, they have a weird knack for fixing things so long as I ask. Can't decide if I should use that power for good or evil." Araia grinned at him and raised an eyebrow at his name."Alfie? That's one I haven't heard before. Suits you."

She paused for a moment then and looked around before she decided to speak again. "How come you're so exhausted then? I didn't think art students actually got a lot of homework, but then i'm an archery major, people don't think i get a lot of homework either. You'd be surprised though. I could probably give you an actual estimate on how fast an unladen swallow can travel." She laughed a little at her own joke before sighing and looking back up the stairs.

"So, do you need some help getting back to your room or should I just expect to see you sleeping a little further up the stairs once i get back from practice?"

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He sighed and mumbled sheepishly at her offhand comment about his workaholic attitude. True, it was true he lived to be buried in work and messages.

"I...I can make time." He bravely said in the end, crossing his arms to mirror hers.

"Although if you get Sera to stop having water buckets over doors it would be great. It's cold and my tent happens to be exposed." He added.

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Araia stifled a giggle as she tried to imagine how Sera managed such a feat, she didn't want to embarrass Cullen after all. She'd definitely have to ask though, that could come in handy one day if only because it'd be amusing.

"Well as I said, Commander, i'm available any time that i'm not being sent off to do something to save everyone elses neck, or hiding from Josephine and her paperwork." She was beginning to feel really bad about avoiding Josephine because of such a thing but she just couldn't be around the woman and have it be known she couldn't write.

"So everything at this juncture is pretty much up to you. Wow. That's different."

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Reblog if you write fan fiction

Doesn’t matter if you write in a frequent basis, or once in a blue moon, just how many of us are there?

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Cullen sighed and simply rubbed the cheek of his face. He knew the pranks wouldn't stop coming and it didn't help that she was encouraging this sort of behavior.

"If I may, I would request you encourage her to limit her pranks. But I know this may be a fool's errand to ask. It's just I cannot figure out why my desk is rocking and frankly it's bothering me." He grumbled before returning to his neutral stance, hands on his sword.

"We can start when you wish, and I don't have work." He added.

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"I'll ask her about it, but really I can't promise anything. Sera is Sera and she does what she thinks is right or feels like doing. Its difficult to deal with sometimes but she amuses me." Araia smirked slightly and carefully kicked out the little wood block Sera had placed under one of the desk legs. It had blended in perfectly and the idea had amused Araia but it had gone on long enough now so she saw no harm in putting an end to the idea.

"Don't you always have work?" Araia raised an eyebrow at the commander and folded her arms. "I'm happy to teach you whenever you know, just so long as i'm not geared up to go out on a trip you're more than welcome to ask about the lessons. If you want to of course."

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He glared at the proffered hand for a moment before heaving himself to his feet, using the wall rather than accepting the girl’s help. “I’m fine,” he said a little testily as he brushed himself off. “See? Not overdosing. Not dead. Just tired.”

There was no reason to be mad at her, he knew that, but that wasn’t calming him down any.

Araia simply shrugged as he refused her hand and instead adjusted her bow. She had to resist rolling her eyes at his irritation, she was just trying to help, admittedly she was being a bit teasing about it but it was just how she got when she was nervous about being late.

"You've gotta be utterly exhausted to fall asleep on the stairs...we should really get someone to fix the damn lift." She muttered quietly to herself before extending her hand again. "I'm Araia Lavellan by the way. Head of the archery squad." She was rather proud of that accomplishment. It had taken months to out rank all the others, even longer to get the last few guys to acknowledge her prowess. So yes, she was going to brag about it. She'd earnt it.

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Samandriel groaned again and shoved at the girl’s foot. “Stop pokin’ me,” he muttered gruffly; just five more minutes and he would be more awake. Why did she have to wake him up? “‘m awake.”

He sat up, rubbing his eyes tiredly and squinting up at the girl. Why couldn’t people just leave him alone? He was in a fucking stairwell, nobody used the stairs. The again, the elevator was broken, he shouldn’t really be surprised. “Maybe I just like sleeping on stairs.”

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Araia laughed at that and shook her head. "Then you are quite possibly insane." She took a step back from the strange guy and folded her arms. He didn't really look insane, but it was hard to judge such a thing by how people looked. All things considered she probably looked insane herself, what with her bow carefully attached to her satchel and her clothes more like leather armour of ye olde times. 

She sighed quietly and held out a hand to him. "Need some help getting up?" She did realise he was probably absolutely exhausted, but some part of her always made sure she did whatever she could to solve a problem and help a person if the situation required it.

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When I’m reading and people try to talk to me i just

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When people try to talk to me

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people

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Elves

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Well that escalated quickly.

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Samandriel woke with a tired grumble, face creasing in confusion. Something was poking him.

"Wh’t?" he mumbled as he turned over, stretching tired limbs before blinking one eye open to squint up at the person that had woken him. His mind felt even fuzzier than when he’d started up the stairs.

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Araia raised an eyebrow as she looked down at the man. "You do realise you're asleep on the stair case right? Crazy party or too much studying. You look more the studying type to me but I'm not gonna make any real assumptions here." She poked his side again just for good measure and nodded to herself with a slight smirk.

"I was half worried you'd overdosed or something and that i'd have to call the paramedics. Do you need some help getting wherever it was you were going before this or do you reckon you can do it on your own?" She was sure there were at least five texts telling her that she was late and asking where she was by now,but she couldn't exactly leave him here, it'd be rude and then her conscience would annoy her about it all day.

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'college'

53. I fell asleep in a weird place and you almost called the paramedics

He needed a nap.

It must have been days since Samandriel had last slept, he hadn’t really been paying much attention, hadn’t even left the library. He had practically cleared out the vending machines rather than going home to eat.

And now he needed to sleep.

Samandriel slung his bag over his shoulder and returned his books to their shelves, staring at the broken elevator for a moment before he trudged to the stairwell and started to climb. Dumb maintenance guys, couldn’t fix a damn elevator if their life depended on it.

He was so involved in his thoughts that he didn’t notice he’d reached a landing, trying to step onto the next stair and falling flat on his face.

"Maybe I c’n take a nap here," he muttered, and it wasn’t too long before he was passed out splayed across the floor, his bag left where it had dropped when he fell.

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Araia was late. She'd promised a friend that she'd meet them on the archery range before classes started to get some extra practice and she'd overslept. She cursed as she grabbed her bag and bow and practically ran down the stairs, skipping the last three every time.

She hadn't expected to find someone asleep on one of the lower landings, dear God she hoped he was asleep, and she stumbled to a halt. She really couldn't afford to be much later but the kid looked kinda like he was dead and she was rather worried that she was about to be called a murderer. 

"Uhhh, hello?" She carefully nudged him with her boot and winced when he didn't stir. "Well shit." She tried nudging him again whilst digging around in her bag for a phone, being charged for murder she didn't commit was the last thing she needed. 

"C'mon dude, wake up," she whined as she finally found her phone, she was about to start dialling when she heard him make a noise. "Oh thank god...Are you okay?" She nudged him again to try and make sure he was actually awake, ready to call the paramedics if he wasn't. She really, really hoped he was okay. Maybe he just needed coffee?

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alternate ending to the third hobbit movie

thranduil walks around the battlefield and spies the dead bodies of fili and kili

and then he kneels down and touches them gently with one finger and they come back to life

and everyone lives happily ever after

thranduil is secretly ned the piemaker

the end

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"I walked up to them very slowly," Cole insisted, frowning as he approached one of the kittens - who immediately hissed at him. "Animals don’t like me. They know I’m not real." He said it softly - sounding a bit sad about the fact, but resigned to it. He knelt down to the kitten, gently stroking a finger between its ears even as it swatted at him with tiny paws.

"I wish they didn’t. I like them."

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"I'm sure not all animals dislike you Cole. These ones are probably just...scared. We are practically invaders to them after all." Araia smiled slightly as she watched the kitten swat at Cole. She was a little upset that they weren't overly fond of the spirit, but she was sure with time that could be changed.

"Perhaps you should just try sitting next to one and letting it come to you?" She tilted her head in thought as she carefully walked up to the kitten sitting on her bookshelf and lifted it down gently. She cradled the little creature gently and brought it over to where Cole was and sat with him. The kitten seemed content enough to just have a little nap in Araia's lap. My by that was adorable.

"I'm sure if we give it time they'll all be flocking to you Cole. You just need practice."

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butilikemyhats started following you

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"I found a kitten sitting in front of my fire today, and one on top of my bookshelf. I don’t suppose you had anything to do with that?"

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"They were cold outside," Cole said quietly, frowning. "They needed to be warm. I wanted to help them, but they bit me."

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"Well...I suppose that's fair enough." Araia gently smiled at Cole. "They were probably scared of you Cole. You're a lot bigger than they are. You need to be very careful with them and try to get them to come to you before you pick them up."

She tilted her head at him and raised an eyebrow. "Did you just poof up behind them and scoop them up before poofing here or did you let them know you were there first?"

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so how is everyone?

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Araia also happens to be very blunt.

If she draws a blank on what she should politely say she will say the first thing that pops into her head. Which has lead to her being conked on the head by the keepers staff several times, and also that one time she said something to Sera about markings and woke up with a moustache drawn on her face.

Needless to say, it's something that people are trying to get her to work on.

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Araia loves cats. 

In her time around Kirkwall she would occasionally find a stray and secretly bring it back to the clan. She'd always be found out by the keeper within a few days, but for those few days she had a soft fuzzy companion that she loved.

She also likes dogs, but considering how little time she got to spend with them she can't say she loves them as much as cats.