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Mistfit Chapter 3b/?

Date: 2013-04-07 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
“I don’t care. Then bring your wife. What I want is for these children to grow up knowing about love and compassion, and how the world is not as bad as you make it seem to be. Grelod and everything.”

Dammit all. Constance is not going to back down from this fight.

“Fine! I’ll bring you a damn husband, and you better honour your words.”

Constance laughed.

“What do you know about honour, thief.” Her statement was meant to hurt her, Cassie knows, but it only made her want to shove proof on the woman’s face all the more.

“More than you seem to think.” With that, Cassie left the orphanage. She left the money and jewels on the table knowing the woman wasn’t going to go anywhere with it.

Now she needed to find herself a husband. There was no way she was going to find someone in a short period of time. Hell, she’s never even been in a relationship with anyone, ever. All her life has always been about surviving and keeping her head up. Fulfilling her responsibilities as Dragonborn and Guild Master.

Cassie could go and get a man to marry her, but Constance was clear about her visions for the children. Unfortunately, the idea of a random man as a husband was out of the question because she agreed with the woman.

Her life growing up had been pretty shitty. Her father beat her mother and her constantly, they also lived in poverty. There were times when she didn’t have anything to eat in days. There were times when she blacked out from the beatings. No child deserves that.

The reason she sought death when it came to Grelod was because she saw her father in the hag. It had made her see red when she started to talk to the kids and they told her all the stories of how they were treated.

Cassie truly wanted the kids to know about love, unlike her. Maybe that’s why she wasn’t in any sort of relationship with a man. She didn’t know what love was, and that makes this whole situation a lot more complicated than she thought.


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Re: Mistfit Chapter 3b/?

Date: 2013-04-20 04:01 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Passerby anon needs more of this ...

Mistfit Chapter 4/?

Date: 2013-04-25 03:12 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
4

Climbing down into the cistern, the familiar sound of water falling on the pool in the middle made her feel relaxed. Her shoulders were down and her stomach kept turning. All the toughness and determination left her spirit on the walk from the orphanage to the headquarters. Cassie was sad indeed.

Looking around, she noticed everyone seemed to be asleep already except for Brynjolf it seems.

The Nord was sitting at the table next to the area where they cooked meals, sipping on a drink and reading some papers on his other hand.

Walking up to him, she touched his shoulder before sitting next to him. Grabbing an apple that was sitting on a plate and biting into it, she looked up to see Brynjolf staring at her.

“So, how did it go, lass?” He asked, putting the papers he was reading down and turning his body to face her.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“That bad?”

Sighting, Cassie crossed her arms on the table and lowered her head on top of them, facing the wall on the other side of the table.

“Does that mean you’re giving up, after all the pestering you did to get me to agree? Lass, you don’t ever give up. That’s why you’re here as our Guild Master and that’s why you’re an expert thief despite your age.”
“It all comes down to me biting my tongue. I decided to use my skills as an honorable thief and make a partnership with Constance, the woman taking care of the orphanage, but she kept outsmarting me. She’s so much better than me at taking care of those kids, I guess.”

The redhead didn’t say anything, but his hand rubbed her back gently.

“Every time I want something so intensely, what my father did to me finds a way to screw me over somehow. I guess it’s true when they say you can’t run away from your past.”

“You’ll find a way. I did, and I think everyone here did.”

“Thanks. You’re always a great person to talk to.” She smiled up at him, but her head still rested on her arms.

“Anytime lass. My protégé will never be sad as long as I can do something about it.”

Silence fell between the two, but Cassie kept contemplating on a way to make this happen. Brynjolf was right, she couldn’t give up, not now after all she’s done to get what she wants. Cassie was honestly considering revealing her identity as the Dragonborn to the woman. But they talked about honour, and she wasn’t one to run away from a deal.

Looking up, she stared at Brynjolf. He went back to reading his papers while sipping on what seemed to be mead. His red hair was starting to get long and he will ask her for a trim pretty soon.

The thought of trimming Brynjolf’s hair made her think of the children. It would be so amazing to sit with the girls on her lap and braid their hair or trim the boy’s hair.

They could all eat dinners together and she could watch over their pickpocketing. Man, she wanted this so bad.

“Brynjolf, would you do something for me?” Cassie whispered and the redhead put the papers down, a frown on his face. He nodded and she stared at him trying to say what she wanted to say. Or ask, to be more precise.

“The only condition I have in order to take over the orphanage is to have a husband—”

“No.” Brynjolf interrupted her before she even got to finish, and she tried her best not to shout, since everyone else was sleeping.

“You don’t even know what I’m going to say...” Cassie flushed when Brynjolf stood up and walked towards the desk area to leave the papers there. She stood up as silently as she could and followed after him.

“I don’t need to know what you’ll say. All I know is that you come up with this crazy ideas all the time, and I get thrown in the middle of them. Whatever it is, I’m not doing it.”

“You just said I’ll never be sad as long as you can do something about it.”

Sighting, Brynjolf lowered his head and walked away, climbed on his bed and laid there in silence.

Cassie couldn’t be happier, she had no idea how she was going to sleep tonight.


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Mistfit Chapter ~ 5/5

Date: 2013-07-23 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
5

The children were all lined up and looking so adorable with their neatly brushed hair and their recently washed clothes. Cassie smiled at each and one of them as Brynjolf crossed his arms across his chest. A shiny gold ring on his left hand.

“Children, this lovely couple has decided to take care of the orphanage and take care of you too.”

“Really!?” The cute, Nord blonde girl asked with excitement on her face.

“Whatever.” An Imperial blond boy murmured, crossing his arms and looking at the floor.

Brynjolf turned to Cassie and stared at her pointedly. She shrugged and looked back at all the little heads.

“Francois, please be respectful. They are nice people, they are willing to feed you, clothe you and teach you... useful skills for when you get older and leave this place to fend for yourself.”

“What’s your name?” A Nord brunet boy asked, smiling up at Cassie.

“My name is Cassie, and this is my husband Brynjolf. We’re going to teach you so many cool things.”

“My name is Runa. The rude boy is Francois, that is Hroar and over there is Samuel. I want to know what we’re going to learn!” She pointed at herself, then at the Imperial blond boy, then the Nord brunet boy, then to an Imperial brunet boy standing quietly at the end of their line.

“You’ll learn how to become a thief.” Brynjolf spoke up, looking down at each of the children.

“Hey, I know how to do that!” The boy identified as Samuel spoke up, his eyes brightening as he spoke. Cassie nodded in acknowledgement. If some of them knew the basics, maybe it might not be as hard as she thinks it’s going to be to train these children.

“Yeah, Samuel steals things from town all the time.”

Cassie lifted an eyebrow and looked up at Brynjolf who kept staring at the kids.

“Okay children, I know you’re excited about this but don’t be making up stories. I have to go to town and get food for everyone, so please behave. Cassie and her husband will let me know if any of you misbehave.”

With that, Cassie and Brynjolf moved out of the way to let Constance leave.

“We’re not lying.” Runa said, walking up towards Cassie and smiling up at her.

“So you do go into town to steal things?” Brynjolf spoke up, uncrossing his arms and crouching down to their eye level.

Samuel nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets, pulling out septims. Both the redhead and Cassie turned to look at each other and smiled mischievously. This was even better than she thought.

“So, are you part of the group of thieves that live here in the city?” Both nodded and the kids’ eyes gleamed.

“Wow!” The glee in their voices made Cassie giggle with happiness. Turning around, she pulled Brynjolf down for a hug and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you so much for doing this.” She whispered as both stepped back from eachother, looking back at the kids.

“So, when do we start our training?” Runa asked , her smile never faltering. The children seemed more excited about learning the ropes of becoming professional thieves than having a famous thief for a mother.

“As soon as we all eat dinner together as a family.” The redhead turned back at her, a frown on his face.

“Lass, you know we can’t be wasting too much time here, we have a Guild to take care of.”

“You’re right. We’ll have to come up with a solution to the new problem.”

“Divines save me.” Brynjolf slapped his forehead with his hand , and Cassie wasn’t sure whether he wanted to laugh or cry.

“Don’t worry, husband, I always have a solution for any problem.”

“And that’s what worries me.” The kids laughed at them. The sound was so harmonious and cute it warmed Cassie’s heart. She couldn’t help herself but to bend down and cuddle them in her arms.



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Re: Mistfit Chapter ~ 5/5

Date: 2014-05-16 01:42 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
God, this is so sweet I couldn't stop smiling the whole time i was reading it. Great job!

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