Hazelnuts and plaid

[Lux]

Lux laughs softly, eyes crinkling in humor. "Haven't see you agree to something that fast since Zevran offered to increase your wages if you agreed to live on site," he remarks with amusement, though there's a knowing, sympathetic air to him as he does so.

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

"Well, you know, I do want to be Clan and all that. You guys are my family. And stuff. So. Anyway." Something about the way she says that feels a little off. 

[Varric]

"Everyone does," Varric says with a snort, then snaps his fingers. "Right, Helene, almost forgot. For Nox, did you check... hrrm, if she... hmm. Stupid Common. Let me try..." He shifts to Anklo. "Can you discretely test the female of tea for influence of foe?"

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene moves to peer at Nox, checking his eyelids, but quietly murmurs under nir breath and glances sidelong at T. "Unclear," ne responds in Anklo. "Signs point to yes." 

[Varric]

That gets a long, thoughtful nod. "Right, right, right," he says in common. "Makes sense, but what about," and back to Anklo, "got anything that can disable someone? Short-term fine, still awake prefered."

[Helene Dakesh]

A thoughtful look. "Is her intelligence prized?"

[Varric]

"Momentary damage is fine."

[Helene Dakesh]

"I can extract her thoughts, but it will be painful and disorienting." Which is a bonus, here, because it means she's easier to jump. 

[Varric]

"Go for it," Varric replies in common, resuming his pacing. Which just so happens to be in a direction that will give him a direct line of fire to T.

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

T cries out in pain, drawing a blade as she stumbles to one knee. "We're under attack!" 

[Varric]

"Cover the door," Varric barks, smoothly moving behind a table and readying Bianca (he's subtle, but he's ready to send a drugged bolt into T's torso at the first sign she's going to attack). Zevran hesitates for just a second before pulling out his daggers and gesturing for T to cover one side while he moves to the other.

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

T spins wildly, scanning the room for any sign of an intruder, before moving toward the door. "Some kind of psychic attack, I--"

[Helene Dakesh]

"She is a Devil," says Helene in Common, rubbing at nir head. "She has deceived us."

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

"I can explain!" blurts T. 

[Zevran]

Twin dagger blades press against the front and sides of her neck and a dark, angry voice whispers in her ear, "you have ten words."