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meeting again (for aceso)
Feb. 24th, 2021 07:15 pm[ He's not in his office.
The office is, in fact, deserted, despite the hour coming up upon dinner time. One aide doesn't seem to know where he is. Another is quick to say Commander Cullen has gone down to the encampment outside of Skyhold to recalibrate the trebuchets.
Which is indeed where he can be found, his boots crunching the snow by the frozen river, inspecting the siege engines they've acquired to make up for the ones lost at Haven, cheeks pink and hair mussed by the cold wind coming down off the mountains. He's taking meticulous notes as he goes back and forth between them, seemingly oblivious to all passage of time. ]
The office is, in fact, deserted, despite the hour coming up upon dinner time. One aide doesn't seem to know where he is. Another is quick to say Commander Cullen has gone down to the encampment outside of Skyhold to recalibrate the trebuchets.
Which is indeed where he can be found, his boots crunching the snow by the frozen river, inspecting the siege engines they've acquired to make up for the ones lost at Haven, cheeks pink and hair mussed by the cold wind coming down off the mountains. He's taking meticulous notes as he goes back and forth between them, seemingly oblivious to all passage of time. ]
