[ hello salvio! good morning salvio! someone's remembered that he exists long enough to drop in unannounced, and loom in his doorway brandishing one of the magical books.
her tone is exceedingly polite, or might be if it didn't involve brandishing a book. ]
[--Surprised, strangled, stifled. Salvio is seated at his worktable, and so thoroughly engaged in his paperwork that his surprise at this address is completely genuine.]
--Ah. Yes, c-- That is-- Commander, I-- [A templar, a fucking templar, Commander Coupe, the templar, in the base operations office, holding one of the experimental Compendiums as if to use it as a weapon, and Salvio shrivels back in his chair.] They are, um. They... progress.
[ she takes the liberty of inviting herself in, and shutting the door behind her. blocking the available exits might be plausibly thoughtless, if she didn't stop to see it locked. a gesture to the table — may I? — ]
As Inquisition correspondence found itself upon the pages this morning. For perhaps an hour's time?
[ and definitely not because anyone here has been dismissing minor office break-ins ]
action;
[ hello salvio! good morning salvio! someone's remembered that he exists long enough to drop in unannounced, and loom in his doorway brandishing one of the magical books.
her tone is exceedingly polite, or might be if it didn't involve brandishing a book. ]
How are security measures progressing?
no subject
[--Surprised, strangled, stifled. Salvio is seated at his worktable, and so thoroughly engaged in his paperwork that his surprise at this address is completely genuine.]
--Ah. Yes, c-- That is-- Commander, I-- [A templar, a fucking templar, Commander Coupe, the templar, in the base operations office, holding one of the experimental Compendiums as if to use it as a weapon, and Salvio shrivels back in his chair.] They are, um. They... progress.
no subject
[ she takes the liberty of inviting herself in, and shutting the door behind her. blocking the available exits might be plausibly thoughtless, if she didn't stop to see it locked. a gesture to the table — may I? — ]
As Inquisition correspondence found itself upon the pages this morning. For perhaps an hour's time?
[ and definitely not because anyone here has been dismissing minor office break-ins ]