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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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Safe 3.5/?

[(Anonymous)]

When his arms ached beyond what was bearable and broken ends of straw protruded from the dummy's torso, he chose to call it a night and headed for the Ragged Flagon. On his way, he stopped by the Guildmaster's desk, where Mercer sat making notes on a map of Windhelm.

"What do you think, Mercer?" he asked as casually as he could manage.

Mercer scowled. "You expect me to make a decision on an enormously risky job you proposed only three hours ago? Give me a week."

The lass didn't have a week, Brynjolf wanted to say, but he knew he had to make as little mention of Githa as possible or the older man would refuse him outright. He nodded reluctantly.

"A week, then."

He walked across the Cistern to the Flagon's door, trying to maintain his normal gait, trying to think of a way to press Mercer into making a decision sooner. He just hoped the lass could take care of herself until he did.