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Post by GX1997 on Jun 16, 2014 16:44:39 GMT -6
"This is what I wear underneath my armor! I was injured, so I came back here and had to change out of my armor to treat the wound. I put the robe on over it to cover up, but then when I jumped up to try and kill Avenicci it flew open, and I didn't know, and-...!" she said as she turned bright red.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 16, 2014 16:53:22 GMT -6
"Oh really?" Dorian closed his book as he stood up. "I personally think that you and Avenicci make a nice couple. A couple that's at each other's throat, but a nice couple nonetheless."
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 16, 2014 16:54:53 GMT -6
"That will never happen!" she yelled.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 16, 2014 16:57:42 GMT -6
"I'm sure he'd be fine with it." Dorian replied as he motioned at the cowering Imperial.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 16, 2014 16:59:12 GMT -6
"But I wouldn't be fine with it. I would hate it," Lorelei said, but for some reason she started blushing even more as she did.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 16, 2014 17:02:31 GMT -6
"Stop lying to yourself, hun." Dorian did his best Nord woman impression.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 16, 2014 17:05:51 GMT -6
"How dare you assume you know how I feel!?" she said, very insulted by Dorian's comment, "You're wrong, anyway!"
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 16, 2014 17:07:47 GMT -6
"Look in the mirror and say that again." Dorian continued, this time a Redguard woman.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 16, 2014 17:25:24 GMT -6
"There's no mirror in here!" she said.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 16, 2014 17:32:33 GMT -6
"Well that ain't my problem." Dorian shook his shoulders from side to side.
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Post by Neo on Jun 16, 2014 18:13:10 GMT -6
"Are you injured anywhere?" Varren asks suddenly, interrupting Kya's crooning to her kitten.
She gives a sheepish smile. "Nah, I'm okay. A bit hungry myself, but otherwise fine. Those stupid lugs were far too terrified to try anything. But thanks for your concern."
Varren returns her smile, as the pair travel along the lakeshore, heading back to Riften. "Glad to hear. Did you get that artifact Elena sent you for?"
Kya's smile widens into a grin. "You bet I did. And it's gonna change everything."
Varren gives her an odd, curious look, but she refuses to elaborate. "C'mon, it looks like it's going pour. We're almost at Riften. Hey, I know! Let's stop at the Bee and Barb. Drinks are on me. It's the least I can do for my gorgeous rescuer."
Varren shrugs, conceding without much argument. He was starting to really enjoy her company. "You'll get no complaints from me."
Kya giggles. "My, so formal... Lighten up, Stick. I'm not taking you home to meet my parents."
Varren resists the urge to groan. That was formal? Would she prefer I speak Hoarker? He was starting to retract his earlier thought about her company...
Fluffy mews.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2014 19:58:59 GMT -6
Siegemund awoke on the cold floor of the mead hall with a slight hangover.
"My head." He groaned, getting to his feet. Everyone was gone and it was obviously early next morning,
Very early. He checked to make sure all his Septims and weapons hadn't been looted by
Some thief who hoped to make a small fortune.
He trudged to his room, and peeked inside. Nephle was awake, reading a book.
"So." He started off awkwardly. She looked up with surprise, "Fell asleep on the floor?" She
Asked with a smirk. He nodded, and closed the door. "Yeah." He said lamely.
"I was bored." Nephle drawled. He winced, "Sorry." He apologized again.
He took a seat on the edge of the bed, "Feeling better?" he smiled. She shrugged and placed
The book aside. "Not really, but a little conversation will do." Nephle replied. Siegemund snorted
and winked, "no conversation for you." He ducked under a hand that attempted to grab his neck.
"Seriously, stop playing." The woman frowned. He immediately sobered.
"If it helps, I won't be taking missions for awhile too." He cheered, pointing towards one
Of his ribs. Nephle eyes him curiously. "Partners then?" Neohle attempted.
"Partners." Siegemud agreed. They shook hands and Siegemund left to bring four cups of water.
When he returned, he handed her two cups and took a sip of one of his.
"Thanks." Nephle said politely. There was silence in the room, as the two pondered their condition.
"Have you thought... About your heritage?" Nephle asked suddenly, placing her water on the table.
"I have. I realize that sometimes we can't run away from our problems an have to face them head on."
He answered. "Good. Cyrodiil..." His friend trailed off.
"Will be liberated." Siegemund finished firmly, facing her with determined eyes.
"You'd make a fine ruler." Nephle complimented. Siegemud shrugged, "I'm more of an adventuring man." He laughed.
"That can be beat out of you." Nephle grinned. He gave her a quirked eyebrow.
"By who?" He said, lightly amused. "Me." Nephle declared deviously.
"Are you implying something?" Siegemund inquired. "Of course not." Nephle lied.
He have a shrug of his shoulders and stood up. "I got something to handle, get some rest okay." He stated.
"Get rid of that habit." Nephle called back as he shut the door. She stared at the door for awhile with a small smile that
Soon vanished, "And thus begins the infinite silence." She sighed to herself.
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Post by Neo on Jun 17, 2014 21:35:56 GMT -6
"Has anyone ever told you you're gorgeous?" A very drunk Kya asks, giggling.
"Riiiight... I think that's enough mead now," Varren says, quickly snatching the raised mug from her hand.
"Hey! That's mean!" She complains, leaning over the table and reaching for the half full mug of famous Briar Mead.
Varren catches her hand in his, giving her a stern glare. "You've had enough Kya. At this rate you'll get sick. And who's going to take care of Fluffy then?"
Varren emphasizes his argument by pointing to the small kitten sound asleep in her lap. You start to see some clarity return to her eyes, but unfortunately, it only lasts a moment. "You have such strong hands," she croons, and not to the cat.
Varren sighs. "Barkeep!"
The argonian comes waltzing over, eyeing Kya pointedly before turning to him. "Yeees? What can I do for you, my lord?"
"I need to rent a room tonight. Do you have any twin bed rooms available?"
The lizard grins a very devious grin, one that Varren didn't like the look of at all. "I'm afraid not, milord. You've come at such a busy time of year, after all, with all the tourists about. I'm afraid I only have a single bed available."
Right... And by the look of the near empty tavern, he's being blackmailed. Varren leans closer, and from underneath the table, he discreetly plants his boot on the lizard's foot. "Listen friend," Varren whispers quietly. "You must not realize who I am. Let's just say I'm very well acquainted with the leader of a certain Guild around these parts. Now, we wouldn't want your business suddenly drying up, especially in the middle of tourist season. Is that a Skeever over there? It would be such a shame if this lovely Inn was condemned."
Varren removes his boot from the Barkeep's foot, and the lizard appears very unhappy. "Right this way," he replies, gritting his very pointy teeth. "And don't worry about the coin, milord. It's on the house tonight."
A couple minutes later, Varren is relaxing on his own bed in the Master Suite, while Kya is fast asleep across from him, curled up in a ball with her kitten. He was a bit surprised to find just how exhausted he was, and within moments, he was dead to the world.
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 18, 2014 20:58:07 GMT -6
"It's not my problem either," she said to Dorian.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 18, 2014 21:00:37 GMT -6
"Uh, girl," Dorian pointed at her while he bent over slightly. "It is yo' problem. Don't you see that you're having a dilemma? You just need to look in a mirror and find yo' true self. You like, admit it."
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 18, 2014 21:10:33 GMT -6
"I did not like that. As a matter of fact, I would rather spend the rest of my life in Oblivion!" Lorelei said as she put her hands on her hips and made a very angry looking expression.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 18, 2014 21:12:54 GMT -6
"Well that can be arranged!" Dorian snapped his fingers in a Z-formation. "And I ain't lyin'."
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 18, 2014 21:17:52 GMT -6
"And I would be fine with that, since I would be far away from Avenicci and you!" she yelled.
Seriously, no matter where I go, they follow. I have two stalkers I'm being forced to put up with, so Oblivion would be a huge improvement.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Jun 18, 2014 21:22:12 GMT -6
"Abwuhuhuhuhuh..." Avenicci cried quietly with his head tucked between his knees as he sat towards the wall. "Is that what you really think?"
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Post by GX1997 on Jun 18, 2014 21:45:42 GMT -6
"Let's think about it this way. We only talked for a few minutes when we met, and you spent most of that time stuttering. Yet you decided to go all the way to Winterhold to find out more about me, and then you started stalking me! And no matter what, I can't get rid of you!"
Lorelei began walking around the room, moving her hands as she spoke to help illustrate her point.
"I've been trying to at least make you do useful things, but for one reason or another, I always end up wanting to kill you again. Of course I would prefer to be far away from you, that way we wouldn't have this problem."
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