[locked to Ashe]

[bloodtie]

This time of year, most residents of Dalmasca usually take refuge from the sub-zero temperatures inside of doors. Nobody ever really gets used to the near-hundred degree up and downswings in heat. It's pretty easy to pick out people who aren't from the area - they're usually the only ones who are brave (or stupid) enough go outside, in the solid

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[dynast_queen]

It seems even Dalmascan natives are prone to fall victim to the stupid braveness once in a while. Lady Ashe is also out wandering the castle, the clicking of her heels on the floor muffled by the copious amounts of fabric dragging on the floor behind her.

The dress she's wearing is no less ornate than any of her others, and nor less low-cut, either, despite being a definitive part of her winter wardrobe. She wears a silk scarf around her neck, though, and a shawl of coeurl fur around her shoulders to keep them warm.

The Queen comes upon the Captain quite unexpectedly, but she smiles to herself when she sees him. She's barely seen him outside business meetings for the upcoming solstice celebration, among other things.

She's about to call him Captain, but decides against it. She wants to talk to Basch now, not the Captain. Or the Ambassador.

"Basch?" She approaches the man, stopping next to him and smiling at him. "It's good to see you."

[bloodtie]

Basch is shaken from his reverie by the sound of her shoes approaching. When Ashe says his name, he looks aside, down at her, with a smile.

"My lady," he says, nodding, courteous. "The pleasure is mine."

He's very obviously fond of her, in a reserved, distant sort of way. He turns back to the sky.

"You keep late nights."

[dynast_queen]

"Of late, I suppose I do," Ashe replies, looking into the sky.

...What. She's not looking for an airship or anything. Shush, you.

"There's lots of planning to be done," she begins. "Almost too much. The cactoid uprising in the Estersand is over with, at least." She adjusts her shawl on her shoulders, feeling a breeze break through.

"But there are other matters to be dealt with."

[bloodtie]

There's no way he watching for the same airship. That's... preposterous, really.

He looks at her again. "The uprising?"

It doesn't please him to imagine his job becoming bringing down his hammer against fellow Dalmascans - but if it was for Ashe, or rather what she represented, what pleased him was of little consequence.