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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
To his credit, Solas listens to everything Miles says. That does not mean he believes it and the tirade has the elf further thinking this the Inquisitor has brought an addict to speak with him for her amusement. It would be uncharacteristic of her, but he's not seeing a better explanation offered.

"You need to sober up before I speak with you further," he says firmly. That much he will not budge on. Why had Lavellan thought Miles was worth his time? Is she watching? He resists the temptation to dart his eyes around above him to see if he can spot her further up in the tower.

"I see no point in answering questions that will be forgotten in mere moments."
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-27 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I am not on drugs," Miles says hotly, and a beat later he coughs. "Alright, I -- did actually imply that I am, but that's because this is so bizarre to me that the only logical explanation is a hallucination. So."

Miles drags the nearest chair and sits astride it backwards, resting his arms on the back. "When you look at it like that, this is as about as sober as I'm going to get. So please, explain to me at least what this place is." His eyes brighten and sharpen. "You can quiz me on it afterward."
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-27 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Had Lavellan not told him anything? He stares at Miles as if contemplating what he's done to deserve the man's presence. Sure, his actions had ultimately led to the Breach and he carries his own burden of guilt and remorse, but it's not something the Inquistor knows. Not yet in any case.

So why had she dumped Miles off with him to explain everything?

"You are in Skyhold, a fortress in use by the Inquisition," he says flatly. "If you want further answers, there are plenty of others whose time you can waste."
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-27 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Now hold on a minute," Miles says indignantly, starting to slide off the chair to his feet. "I'm confused as hell, and I ask Lavellan for an explanation, and then she drags you here, and now you're telling me to go ask someone else? I think wanting to know a little more about the world I'm in would seem like a perfectly reasonable request. What does a man have to do to get some answers around here?"

Alright, maybe he's getting a little too caught up in this hallucination.
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-28 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Not be an intoxicated fool for starters," he answers without hesitation. Solas knows he's being difficult, but he's seriously questioning why Lavellan has decided to waste his time with Miles. There were people with tasks of less importance that could handle sobering the man up until he was ready to listen and retain information, instead of challenging him.

"If you truly want answers, you can return when you are of a stable mind."
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-28 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Miles's brows draw down and his lips thin. Alright, this is getting irritating.

"Do I seem like I'm drugged up right now? I mean, don't I seem sound enough of mind?" He gestures broadly with one hand, an invitation for Solas to do a little reevaluating.

"Look at me, Solas. I'm coherent. I'm alert. I'm not falling all over myself or slurring my words. I also only just woke up for the first time about an hour ago," he adds, pointedly but quite reasonably. "And Lavellan was there when I woke up, and she's been with me the whole time, right up until skirting off to do -- whatever it is Inquisitors do, I'm still not quite clear on that. I think it'd be difficult to squeeze a little getting high in there, on...whatever drugs you lot have around here."
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-28 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"You are claiming to fly in the stars when you are not asleep," he says flatly. "And that you cannot locate your own country on a map because it is not there."

What is he supposed to think when Miles insists on impossible truths? Solas knows a great deal of this world and the strange possibilities within it from his long life and travels in the Fade. What Miles is claiming is simply the ramblings of lucid addict.
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[personal profile] dirthena 2017-03-28 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Have you any other explanation for his existence, Solas?" Lavellan's voice rings out from the stairwell as she makes her way back towards the both of them. She'd hoped to find them engaged in some sort of intellectual discussion, not butting heads over the details of the man's story. "I was an impossibility once, and now there's no one in Thedas who doesn't know who I am. Accept it at face value and move on."

Except for the man with them, which is part of the problem. Reaching out for Solas, she lets her hand linger on his arm for a second longer than need be before letting it fall and turning her full attention to Miles. "Although it's easier to benefit from a lesson if someone doesn't insist on reality being a hallucination for more than a second." Oh yes, she was listening. And she's very disappointed in them both.

Here, she'll start them both off. "The Fade is a different realm that exists alongside this one, separated from the waking world by the Veil. It is the source of magic and the realm of spirits and demons." See? That wasn't so hard.
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-28 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Somehow Miles doesn't find it all that surprising that Lavellan was listening in, but he raises his hands in sheepish concession. He's a little reluctant to engage too much with the hallucination, that sort of thing leads to madness and Miles already toes the line there. But he might as well play along for this, at least, because he is curious about what they'll come up with, and fighting with Solas is such an irritating waste of time.

"Thank you," he says with some relief to Lavellan, although it's a little pointed. He waves his hands, as though banishing the rest of his hallucination shtick. Magic, huh. "But you do, at least, have to agree that it is possible that I came from another world. A very different world."
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-28 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Lavellan's mere presence causes him to relax. So she hadn't hung him out to dry after all. If he had her by his side to deal with what was turning into a more frustrating than productive conversation then he may be able to suffer through it after all. His gaze tracks Lavellan as she moves before shifting back to Miles. He could play nice if she truly thinks this man deserves answers.

"A very small possibility." Not a slant at Miles' height, but the truth as Solas knows it. "The Fade is the only other realm that exists."
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[personal profile] dirthena 2017-03-28 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps he came into the Fade through some other connection? Regardless, it is your area of expertise." She reminds him, raising a brow before she moves to sit behind her desk, fingers tented in front of her. "We can figure out the details of it later. Right now I don't think he's in any position to pose a threat to us."

So she's extending him some level of trust until he proves otherwise. It's the least she can do, at this point. Turning her attention back to Miles, her lips thin in slight disapproval. "If you come from some other world, you're here now. It's clearly in your best interest to figure out how this one works." An open invitation to ask questions, yes, but she's remaining here for now. At least to keep them from fighting again.
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-28 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's what I've been trying to do," Miles says exasperatedly, looking a little annoyed. He throws himself back onto the chair, straddling it backwards and pointedly ignoring the fact that his feet don't reach the floor. "All I'm looking for is an explanation. For -- all of this."

He waves vaguely around them at the world at large. He fixes Solas with a thoughtful frown. "The Fade is the only other realm -- that you know of. Clearly I had to come from some other place. So -- why don't we start with what the hell the Fade has to do with dreaming in the first place?"

Is this hallucination getting a little too meta? Miles glances at Lavellan in inquiry. "You were surprised I dream. Why is that, exactly? Besides your assumption that I'm not human, which I would like to point out once again, I am."
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-29 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
His gaze lingers on Lavellan, finding her preferable to focus on than Miles at the moment.

"Because I made the wrongful assumption that you were a dwarf," he answers bluntly. "Dwarves are cut off from the Fade." Meaning they don't dream. It's how they are able to mine lyrium without ill-effects. He had tried asking Varric how the man handled being so removed from magic and been surprised how nonplussed he was. Like many in modern Thedas, it was hard to miss what you could never truly experience.

"When you dream, you are open to more possibilities including accessing the Fade. With greater magical potential comes a stronger connection that many fear due to the dangers associated with it." Only dangerous because of the lack of understanding. If Thedas put as much energy into studying the Fade as it did fearing and demonizing the realm, they might be in a very different place.
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[personal profile] dirthena 2017-03-29 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"As did I. You are the right height for one, if not as stocky." That aside: "The relationship between magic, dreaming, and the Fade is complicated. As Solas will spend hours telling you. But take away one of the three and you lose the other two, to some degree." And take away they did, amongst the Circles. Lavellan can never imagine facing down the choice to lose her magic, her emotions, and her dreams if she felt she couldn't survive temptation by demons; she's grateful for never having to have made that choice.

But she feels as if that's clear enough for the moment. Dwarves cannot access the Fade, therefore they cannot access magic and cannot dream. They cannot dream, so they cannot be mages and can't access the Fade. They cannot be mages, and therefore will never dream, never experience the Fade.

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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-03-30 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Now that explanations are actually happening, Miles is paying rapt attention, tapping his fingers along the back of the chair as he furrows his brow in thought. He's starting to get a picture here, albeit not a very clear one yet. He's vaguely aware that he's getting a little too into this hallucination, but whatever, it'll run its course or something. This is actually interesting, and -- he could use a break from the dreams about Beatrice.

"What are the dangers associated with it?"
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-03-30 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Possession if one lets their emotions get the better of them and attracts the attentions of a demon." Spirits tainted by those here. With the Fade separated and spirits no longer coexisting with the rest of the world, they were susceptible to outside influences that could mean the end of both them and their chosen host. It was a deadly combination and while Solas understood the inherent fear brought by interactions in the Fade, it would be unnecessary without the follies of mortals thrown into it.

"The manifestation in this realm varies depending on the emotions associated," he continues. "The spirits that live in the Fade become twisted, feelings such as rage, fear, and desire can be turned against an untrained mage and cause devastation."
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[personal profile] dirthena 2017-03-30 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
The matter of spirits and demons is one that Lavellan leaves to Solas, deferring to an expert who's knowledge she's learning firsthand but can never hope to match at present. Maybe if she had a decade or two to devote to it, much like he must have. But at least Miles seems to be interested, rather than insulting them and the world by turn.

"To use magic, one must have the willpower to both pull magic through the Veil that separates the Fade from this world, and to resist the whispers of any demon bent on possessing them." It's an occupational hazard, if one will.
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-04-04 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, it's certainly...inventive. Interesting stuff. Miles nods slightly along with the explanation, tapping his fingers in thought.

"Sounds like risky business, but I'm guessing the risk is well worth the reward?" He tilts his head slightly. "So can anyone who dreams do magic -- access the Fade like that -- if they've got enough willpower?"
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-04-05 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"No, not with the Veil separating us from the Fade. Drawing magic threw it is no simple feat and it takes more than being able to dream to access it." If there was a way for others to use it, the fear of it made it impossible to foster such abilities. Solas longs for the days of old, of his own childhood where magic had been a simple feat and not feared.

"The risk is well worth the reward, as you put it."
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dirthena: (that's inquisitor lavellan to you)

[personal profile] dirthena 2017-04-05 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Lavellan nods, confirming Solas' opinion on the matter. "Many think so, but many think otherwise as well." Like humans, and for a moment her gaze is piercing before she stands, and gestures out the stained glass doors and windows of her room, out towards the sky.

"The Breach is a tear into the Fade, larger than any." She's assuming Miles can put one and one together and understand why that's a bad idea overall.
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-04-05 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
Miles follows her hand and looks at the great green gash in the sky again, and his eyes widen slightly. He glances back at Solas and Lavellan.

"Ah. I'm guessing that's what you're all trying to do -- fix that great big hole in the sky?" Miles's brow furrows. "What caused that? I mean, how do you open the Veil in the first place?"
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-04-06 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Large concentrations of magic can create tears. We are still searching for the source of this one." Which wasn't technically a lie. He had an idea of what happened at the Breach, of the Tevinter magister that his agents had given his foci to. But he needed to see the monstrosity to get a full read on the situation and no one else in the Inquisition knew what was happening.

"What we saw at the Conclave was an abnormality we seek to fix."
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[personal profile] dirthena 2017-04-06 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoever made the Breach still has the object most likely to have caused it in his possession," Lavellan clarifies, thinking of the focus that he'd held aloft while holding her aloft. Of Solas' confession that it was elven in nature, how they needed this fortress to earn and keep the Inquisition's favor once they found out. "And we're beginning our search for it and him. But we have little to go on, and are only just recovering from the loss at Haven."

Holding out her hand, she lets the gash across the palm glow in the light of her room. "This can close rifts -- at least the smaller ones. I don't know how I got it, but I walked out of the Fade and into the remains of the Conclave. Like you did." Only he wasn't marked.
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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2017-04-13 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Miles glances down at both hands, and, nope, no glowy green anything. It'd have been hard to miss before, anyway. He looks up at Lavellan with a crooked smile and suggests lightly, "First come, first serve?"

But he shakes his head and chews at a hangnail on his thumb. "Right, so. The Breach is dangerous, that's clear enough, and big enough that it had to be manmade, with an object capable of generating enough magical...er...whatever to make a tear that big." He looks up, frowning. "What happened at Haven?"

The additional question of what the hell is Haven is implied.
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[personal profile] lonesomewanderer 2017-04-13 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Miles words are far more true than Solas would care to say. Elera's life had been shifted in unimaginable ways by simply being in the wrong place at the right time. All due to his mistake. He lets that topic slide past and instead focuses on Miles' question.

"A battle. We lost Haven when Corypheus revealed himself and brought his army to attack. He thought he would have us there, but we managed to regroup here," he replies motioning to the fortress around them. Once elvhen and now painfully Ferelden. It held its own importance to Solas, but that was another bit of personal history he kept to himself.

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