amellsinferno | In Another World | locked to apostate

Cullen had taken some convincing that it wouldn't be a bad thing, to run away together. They'd only been romantically involved for a short while, but they'd known each other for even longer. She knew that he didn't have a choice in becoming a templar...he had a choice if he left with them.

He'd agreed, which surprised even her. They're going to be escaping tonight, with Solona and Anders...hopefully Anders has this planned out perfectly...

"Nellie," Cullen starts, a worried look cast on his face, "Are you absolutely sure that this is going to work?" He watches Anders do his... thing, looking for wherever he hid his escape route, fiddling with the hilt of his sword nervously.

She nods, smiling and holding his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I know it'll work. 3 mages being accompanied by a templar? People won't think anything of that. That's normal!"

He squeezes it back although he's not totally convinced. "I still don't trust Anders." He really doesn't like him.

"I know you don't. But my sister does, and he's escaped from the Tower more than anybody. If anybody'll make this work, it'll be him.

She glances over at Anders, giving him a grin.

"I trust him with my life, yes," Solona grins, standing to the side, looking as if she was watching guard but at the same time, it looked like she was watching Anders' ass as he moved around. A playful smirk was on her lips. "Besides, Cullen, as charming as you are, you're not exactly on the top of my list when it comes to escaping the Tower," she turns to Nellie, "but I can't deny a sister's request so for the sake of the mission, shut the fuck up." She says this with an innocent smile on her face.

Cullen can't help but think, bitch. But she was right. If they had plans on leaving the Tower, he'd have to shut up. He looks down at his hand which had fingers locked with Nellie's and smiles. Leaving the Circle and abandoning his duties was hard but he'd have Nellie; and they'd planned for all the possible problems they might encounter as well. They could do this. They might actually be able to do this!

Anders snickers. Solona was being so bad right now...he sort of loved it.

Waving over at Nellie, he grins and rolls up the plans, sticking them into the folds of his robes.

"Okay, so, the plans are perfect. This could actually work! Sol, would you do the honors of going over the plan with your lovely sister and her templar?"

For good measure, Anders winks at Cullen. The templar really does make it too easy for him sometimes.

Solona clears her throat. She'd been over the plans countless of times with Anders to the point where she'd practically memorized it.

"So, there's a secret exit by the Sisters' quarters for emergency purposes." She turns to Cullen. "You, my good ser, since you are part of this and you are bound by love, cannot escape 'lest you want to disappoint my sister forever..." Cullen gulps. "You are going to sneak out a few robes for the three of us. It'll be late in the night and no one really pays attention when they're sleepy-- especially when they're just wearing the robes."

"But what about our belongings?" Cullen interjects. They didn't have much, around a pack each of two spare changes of clothing-- not robes, and Cullen would have to get rid of his armor somehow (maybe sell them), and a few other things. Solona had a few books, some money and a small doll from when she was younger. Cullen had his pouch of lyrium. Templars didn't really take much with them to the Circle.

"Just keep them close. Cullen, I'm sure you can hide them inside that armor of yours," she smirks.

"Funny," he retorts. But it was true. He'd be walking a bit awkwardly but he could hide his things in it.

"So, once we're out, we look for a boat," Solona continues. "Anders thankfully asked someone to leave it hidden among some shrubbery during his last escape attempt."

Cullen grunts. Escape attempt. He was always against it yet look at him now. Escaping.

"Would you like to finish the rest of the plan?" Solona turns to Anders. "It is, after all, your master plan."

"But of course, my dear Solona." He gives her another big grin before turning to Nellie and Cullen, finishing off the details of the plan.

"Once we get to the boat, which should still be there, we're going to take it and head in the direction of Redcliffe. They won't be expecting that, see. Once we make land, we can head down towards Lothering, or up towards the coast. Where we go depends on how we are on supplies and whether or not we've got people following us."

He looks rather proud of all of this. As far as his plans go, this is one of the better ones. Doesn't involve swimming, at any rate...

"Any objections?"

Nellie listens to the plan, nodding every so often. It is pretty well thought out...though she suspects that's because Anders wasn't planning by himself this time. Solona was good at sneaking around.

At her sister's comment, Nellie rolls her eyes and turns to Cullen.

"You wouldn't disappoint me forever, don't listen to her."
If he backed out now, it would hurt, and she'd be upset...but she'd at least understand. She hopes he doesn't do that.

She's only got a few possessions to bring with her. The letters that her mother used to write her, her favorite book, an extra set of robes, a little money, and a doll that Solona made for her when they first got to the Gallows.

"If somebody asks us on the road where we're going or something like that, do we have a story to tell them? I mean, it's not going to be easy for Cullen to get rid of his armor..."

And part of her likes seeing him in the templar armor. But she's not going to say that, instead choosing to squeeze Cullen's hand again.

"I have countless objections," Cullen scowls but sighs in defeat. "But this plan better work or else."

"Or else what, Cullen?" Solona sneers. "You'd be neck deep in shit with the rest of us."

"Please, you two, please don't fight..."

Nellie sighs and gives them a tired smile. She's always keeping the peace between then. They fight a lot.

"Cullen, if you've got a problem with the plan, you can say something...and nobody give him crap about it, okay?"

She shoots Solona and Anders A Look, which just makes Anders chuckle a bit.

"I'm not giving him crap about it at all!" Solona giggles. "Templar-boy here just needs to lighten up a bit, yeah?"

Cullen grumbles. He squeezes Nellie's hand just to calm down. He was a bit afraid he might break her fingers.

"Alright, all kidding aside, let's get to business," Solona says, her tone of voice immediately shifting to a lower tone. "Cullen, I know this is a bit last minute to ask of you but we need those robes now. Midnight's coming around soon and if we're going to break out by tonight, we have to do this quickly."

Cullen nods. "I can be back within the hour. I'm not exactly the best person at sneaking around." At least she was more sane when talking about serious business.

Nellie smiles at her sister, rolling her eyes.

"You're giving him crap and you know it. You won't let him lighten up, sister..."

Nellie turns to Cullen, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I know you can do it, Cullen...good luck."

Anders, behind then, makes a retching sound, mumbling something about how Nellie and Cullen were going to make him sick.

"It's his choice to stay straight-faced," Solona smirks. "But I know you can do it, ol' boy." She pats Cullen's armor and it gives off an awkward, padded, metal sound. The poor templar feels like puking. Like all of his insides were at the back of his throat already and just one small action would set him off.

Cullen sighs, then groans, then finally lets go of Nellie's hand. If he was going to do it, he was going to do it. He kisses her cheek. He was doing this for her.

"I'll be back," he whispers, giving her a small smile before exiting the room.

"Oh, how sweet," Solona smiles. She playfully hits Anders on the shoulder. "You never do that for me."

Nellie smiles and waves at Cullen, watching him leave the room. She's afraid of what'll happen if this doesn't work, if they get caught....but she can't let that show. She just takes a few deep breaths and watches the hallway that he walked down.

Anders, meanwhile, mimics a wince as Solona hits him in the shoulder.

"Dear, I think if you and I were that sweet, we'd both be dead. Or if I tried to do that, you'd thought I was after something...."

Which may be true. He does have a good time with Sol...

Solona huffs. "But I'm always after something as well."

Cullen grimaces as he walks down the hallways towards the storage room. He could find the robes and hide them in his armor but Maker, the pressure! What if someone found out? What if the plan didn't work? He was sweating. Sweating like a pig. Maker, help him.

But he manages to get the robes with ease and is back inside the room. He's breathing heavily though. Oh, the pressure. He takes the robes from within his armor and hands it to Anders.

Anders laughed.

"Solona, why do you think you're my best pal? You always want something!"

He smacks her lightly in the arm, before leaning in and giving her an oddly affectionate kiss on the cheek. Before he can say anything else, though, Cullen is back.

He takes the robes with a grin, giving the templar a nod.

"Well, I'll be. Step one, complete with no problems! We're off to a good start!!"

Solona giggles. She liked kisses very much. But Cullen's back and the robes are in Anders' hands and they have to get changed quickly. She tugs at her robes, trying to get the buckles off.

Cullen blushes. "A-a-are you all going to ch-change here?"

Nellie goes bright red, shaking her head. Changing with Solona, she can deal with. But with Cullen and Anders in the room? She can't do it.

Anders smirks and rolls his eyes.

"I believe that Nellie has made her decision. We'll change and meet back up here in 3 minutes. Last one back is a rotten egg."

"Oh, Maker, Nellie, let's just go to the room opposite this one." Solona smirks, takes Nellie's hand and drags her out.

Leaving Anders and Cullen in the same room. And Maker, it was awkward. Cullen just stands there, eyeing Anders skeptically. He was just so carefree. How could they just place their lives in the hands of this idiot?

Nellie's still blushing a beautiful shade of bright red, and she mumbles something as she's dragged off to the other room. Once they're there, she starts changing.

"Sorry, Sol...It's just...well, Cullen and I haven't...well, you know."

There's is still a young relationship, and they're both too shy and nervous to move past those early steps.

In the other room, meanwhile, Anders is grinning like a look, raising an eyebrow at Cullen.

"SO! Freedom. You ready to taste it?"

He starts changing while waiting for Cullen to respond. He can't imagine the man became a templar of his own will...who would do that?

Solona thinks it's adorable that she's blushing. Honestly, she doesn't see anything odd about changing in front of anyone. But if Nellie doesn't want to change in front of them, then Solona won't deny her that. She just nods at Nellie with a smirk on her face. An awfully smug looking smirk.

Cullen just stares at Anders, a blank expression on his face. This was the mage that caused him long nights of sealing off entrances and patrolling the hallways. And now he's escaping with him. Maker, preserve him.

On Freedom, however, Cullen's not quite sure how to feel. He's technically always been free. He chooses not to respond and just turns away.

"You'll taste your freedom if this plan works."

Nellie makes sure to give her sister a glare and flip her the bird when she's sure she's not looking.

Anders just laughs, changing into the robes.

"Well, did you have a choice in becoming a templar? Or coming here to the Circle? Freedom is about choice. Example, I'm choosing to leave and never come back!"

Cullen never struck him as a terrible guy. He treated mages a lot better than some of the other templars in the tower did, and he obviously adored Nellie, so he had to be an okay guy. Besides, he was now officially their accomplice.

Nellie and Solona emerge from the other room, and Anders whistles.

"Maker, Solona. You look sinfully good in that outfit."

Cullen isn't very comfortable just divulging information like this. "I'm not sure I want to talk about it right no--!" Then Nellie and Solona come in and he sighs in relief. He's at Nellie's side almost immediately, taking her hand to calm himself down.

Solona chuckles, making a little turn. "I'm dressed as a Chantry sister. Dream of yours, Anders?" Her eyebrow quirks.

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