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Trapped
(Anonymous) 2013-05-31 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)Just want some angsty putting-aside-their-differences fill. I need feels today. Possibly smut, though that's optional. Any race, any faction (thought possibly a stormcloak and imperial getting trapped together? Ralof and Hadvar? Galmar and Rikke? OCs?) Just two enemies who put aside their differences and call a truce, so they don't have to die alone *_* make me cry nonnies!
Re: Trapped
(Anonymous) 2013-05-31 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Trapped
(Anonymous) 2013-05-31 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)Minifill: Playing Nicely
(Anonymous) 2014-02-19 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)*
The Dragonborn bit her tongue to keep from laughing as she saw the two warriors approach her, leaning on each other for support. They both looked beaten half to death, but they were certainly alive enough to stagger on. Makeshift splints were attached to Tullius's right arm and Ulfric left leg, and they were both covered in bruises and cuts.
"Well," she began as they separated to their respective factions and sat at the negotiating table. "Now that the men of the hour have deigned to join us..."
"That." Tullius cut in as he shrugged off Rikke's hand on his shoulder. "Was not an ordinary avalanche."
"Oh?" The Dragonborn returned his stare with wide-eyed innocence. A tricky effect to pull off while in dragon bone armour, to be sure, but she did her best. "What makes you think that?"
"Perhaps the shout we both heard moments before it," remarked Ulfric dryly. "Or the fact that you yourself asked us to walk on ahead with you."
"Really? Well... In that case, I'm sure Master Arngeir will conduct a full investigation into who would have instigated such... shenanigans."
"Right," replied Tullius sarcastically, at the same time as Ulfric spat out an "Of course".
"Regardless," she continued smoothly. "Did you find your time together enlightening, at all?"
Both men continued to glare at her for the next several hours, but all agreed that the truce negotiations went much more smoothly than expected, with hints of what might even be called mutual respect, and the Dragonborn later heard that General Tullius had acquired a troll skull trophy, which he proudly displayed in Castle Dour.
Re: Minifill: Playing Nicely
(Anonymous) 2014-02-19 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Minifill: Playing Nicely
(Anonymous) 2014-02-20 04:51 am (UTC)(link)A!A
(Anonymous) 2014-02-20 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Minifill: Playing Nicely
(Anonymous) 2014-02-24 02:13 am (UTC)(link)Re: Minifill: Playing Nicely
(Anonymous) 2014-06-25 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)