"I like the sound of that more than the Chantry ways." Even so long after Dairsmuid, the thought of burning the Templars still makes her retch if she thinks about it for too long. "More like what we do with ours, but sky instead of sea, birds instead of fish and crabs." She's covered the Alamarri and the Avvar in her reading by now, seeing as it made the most sense to start at the beginning and work her way up until now.
Fortunately, the springs are empty as they enter, two scouts passing that Araceli would usually stop and chatter with, present company included, but given that Korrin's just back, she waves them both on, promising she'll be back for cards tomorrow. The winking sells it because who can blame a girl when her lover is returned to her? One night off while she's in Skyhold won't see her falling scandalously behind on rumours or gossip for Sister Nightingale.
"After all that drinking, you need a soak. Get in." Wasting little time, Araceli settles to strip quickly and neatly, clothes folded atop her boots, bracelet tucked inside a coat pocket, changing into a short shift she ties loosely shut about herself, bare from the mid-thigh down. Loosely pinning her curls up out of the way, she motions for Korrin to get in so she can perch and deal with her hair for her. No oil and combing needed but it'll go quicker if someone actually stays dry, at least right now.
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Fortunately, the springs are empty as they enter, two scouts passing that Araceli would usually stop and chatter with, present company included, but given that Korrin's just back, she waves them both on, promising she'll be back for cards tomorrow. The winking sells it because who can blame a girl when her lover is returned to her? One night off while she's in Skyhold won't see her falling scandalously behind on rumours or gossip for Sister Nightingale.
"After all that drinking, you need a soak. Get in." Wasting little time, Araceli settles to strip quickly and neatly, clothes folded atop her boots, bracelet tucked inside a coat pocket, changing into a short shift she ties loosely shut about herself, bare from the mid-thigh down. Loosely pinning her curls up out of the way, she motions for Korrin to get in so she can perch and deal with her hair for her. No oil and combing needed but it'll go quicker if someone actually stays dry, at least right now.