"I mean... Who hasn't killed anyone before?" Avosi didn't seam to be making a question, she just sprung those weird sentences on him from time to time. Biting down on her apple, his dunmer companion sat down across him around their small fire. The woman wasn't even looking at him anymore, already lost on her own mind.
Brand-Shei who still wasn't used to his new (old) name, only looked to the warrior woman who put him in jail only to break him out afterwards. The idea of raising his hand to get her attention and telling her that he never killed anyone in his life, crossed his mind. But he thought better of it and and decided to just concentrate on his food and enjoy the calmness while he still had it.
Since they left Riften on the middle of the night like two bandits - a bandit that she rightfully was, and him too to an extend, - this was their first stop. Sure, they fought about his imprisonment, of his small possessions that she stole from the bunkhouse ,and handed to him when they neared the horse he now knew as Frost. They even slept on the horse, all thanks to her paranoia and crazed fear of the numerous bears that populated the Rift.
Felling her body slide next to his on the floor, Brand-Shei berates himself for being so easily distracted. One would think he's learned his lesson after she slipped that stolen ring into his pocket. The memory of his imprisonment flow back to the front of his mind, and the only reason he doesn't push her away is because it was snowing, and the cold was worse than having her so close.
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Repayment (1/?)
Date: 2014-01-22 04:13 am (UTC)Brand-Shei who still wasn't used to his new (old) name, only looked to the warrior woman who put him in jail only to break him out afterwards. The idea of raising his hand to get her attention and telling her that he never killed anyone in his life, crossed his mind. But he thought better of it and and decided to just concentrate on his food and enjoy the calmness while he still had it.
Since they left Riften on the middle of the night like two bandits - a bandit that she rightfully was, and him too to an extend, - this was their first stop. Sure, they fought about his imprisonment, of his small possessions that she stole from the bunkhouse ,and handed to him when they neared the horse he now knew as Frost. They even slept on the horse, all thanks to her paranoia and crazed fear of the numerous bears that populated the Rift.
Felling her body slide next to his on the floor, Brand-Shei berates himself for being so easily distracted. One would think he's learned his lesson after she slipped that stolen ring into his pocket. The memory of his imprisonment flow back to the front of his mind, and the only reason he doesn't push her away is because it was snowing, and the cold was worse than having her so close.