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Let Me Explain [4/4]
Date: 2013-07-25 01:53 pm (UTC)"It is my business, see," he said, looking around the room for support. A man in threadbare beggar's clothes was watching the interaction with approval. "It is our business, isn't it, Angrenor?" Rolff called to the beggar. "It's our business, because it's our city." He was now speaking loud enough that the crowd of people stopped dancing to listen. The bard had stopped playing, and the Nord serving girl looked worried.
"Rolff," she said, "maybe you've had enough mead for now. Why don't you come downstairs with me, and I'll get you some of Elda's apple pie?"
"You keep out of it, Susanna," Rolff said. He realised that everyone was watching him, and turned back to Alemis. "You a Dunmer-lover like Susanna the Slut? Huh? What about that bard, you like the look of her?" He waved a hand sloppily at the bard, whose instincts had wisely guided her to pack away her instruments for safety's sake. "Or you prefer grayskin cock up your ass? Ever had a big Nord cock, like mine? Huh? Which do you want, Imperial? What do you think you are?"
Alemis stood up, stepping clear of the small table she'd been seated at. "Dragonborn," she replied calmly.
"Huh?"
"I think I'm Dragonborn," she said. "Let me explain it to you in small words. FUS...RO-DAH!"
Rolff Stone-Fist's body slammed into the opposite wall of Candlehearth Hall. Tables and chairs went flying, barrels rolled this way and that, mead mugs tipped over - a great shame, that, Alemis thought - and the fire danced and roared crazily in the wake of her full-forced Shout.
The hall fell completely silent. Alemis started to walk over to Rolff Stone-Fist's limp body. She wasn't sure whether she hoped he was dead or alive. She nudged him with the toe of her boot, saw his chest rise and fall, then looked around.
"Anyone else have something to say?" She asked. Silence.
Then Elda Early-Dawn came running up the stairs, flanked by two guards in Stormcloak armor.
"Talos preserve us!" She cried. "What's going on here? Who was that Shouting? Is the candle still lit?"
Alemis held up her hands, showing that she was unarmed. "Nothing's going on. It's all sorted out," she said. "Rolff had a problem with me, and we... talked about it."
Angrenor, the beggar, had helped Rolff to sit up. Rolff was breathing steadily, but his head lolled.
"What did you do to Rolff?" Elda demanded.
Alemis cursed herself silently. A fistfight would have been better, she thought. She'd still have won, and then, at least, it would've been someone's idea of a fair fight. She had no idea how to answer the question.
"Just a little argument, Elda," Susanna said, stepping in. "Rolff had too much to drink, like usual. I'll clean up here - why don't you go and get these good people some more mead?"
"Well, Elda? What do you want us to do?" asked one of the Stormcloak guards.
Elda looked around at the chaos of the hall, then at Alemis. Alemis knew she was going to get the blame for this, and for once, it probably was her fault. No matter how offensive Rolff was, most ordinary people were as defenceless as a child in the face of the Thu'um. She should have just punched him. Now everyone thought her even more of a freak than they had before.
But the mention of a fresh round of mead had everyone's support, and Elda's innkeeper's instinct told her that more trouble meant less coin. She subsided, and addressed the guards. "There's no need to arrest this... person..." - the innkeeper waved her hand in Alemis' general direction - "unless, er, he won't go quietly. Be careful though. You heard the Thu'um."
"We could hardly miss it," said one of the guards. "Well, sir, you heard the innkeeper. Get your things."
Fuming, Alemis went back to her room, packed her bag and threw a bear-fur cloak over her shoulders. She'd need it, on the streets tonight. She had some potions that would dull the feel of the icy wind, but it would be a harsh night. She felt the prickle of tears begin behind her eyes. Yet another town she was outcast from.
When she turned to leave, Susanna was standing in her doorway.
Let Me Explain [5/4] derp
Date: 2013-07-25 01:54 pm (UTC)"I'm sorry to hear that." Alemis shrugged, nonplussed. "I didn't mean anybody any harm. I just wanted to drink in peace."
"I know. Listen, you go and find the New Gnisis Cornerclub. Talk to Ambarys Rendar, tell him you're a friend of mine. They call me Susanna the Wicked. I can't say Rendar likes me much - or Luaffyn, for that matter - but we go there a lot. He knows us. Oh, and take this." With a quick look over her shoulder, she offered the coin Alemis had paid to Elda.
"I don't want it," Alemis said at once.
"I didn't think you would," Susanna said, with a small grin. "But I had to offer. I'm sorry to wound your pride. You sound like a Nord, you know. Anyway, Rendar will give you a bed for the night. No-one should have to sleep outside in Windhelm."
"Thank you," Alemis said. She looked at the Nord girl and managed a smile. Susanna seemed like a decent person. Alemis found herself wondering if she really had made a friend, or whether Susanna was just taking pity on her, telling her to mention her name to Ambarys Rendar.
"And listen - you didn't hear it from me," Susanna said, "but you'll get a real drink there. A good strong sujamma beats Elda's watered-down mead any day."
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OP - I know this isn't exactly what you asked for, but I haven't seen much genderqueer stuff around so I thought I'd post it anyway. <3
A!A says: trigger warning: Transphobic abuse Re: Let Me Explain [5/4] derp
Date: 2013-07-25 01:58 pm (UTC)Re: Let Me Explain [5/4] derp
Date: 2013-08-02 06:14 pm (UTC)I particularly like the character of Saren Indaryl, who accepts "Miss" as the correct title for Alemis so easily. It's unfortunate that he got it wrong the first time, but understandable when dealing with a person in armour - I imagine a lot of cis characters could be misgendered if unusually large or small for their gender. The fact that he uses the title without question or mockery says a lot.
Also, Rolff Stone-Fist being the extremely prejudiced one? Of course. Oddly, he likes my Dunmer vampire after he beat the shit out of him - apparently, Nords like you if you best them in a fight. Though he still goes on about the hated "greyskins". My character is going to murder him one day, you'll see.
A!A Re: Let Me Explain [5/4] derp
Date: 2013-08-03 01:17 am (UTC)The more I think about it, the more I feel like I've made a bit of a stuff-up here so I thought I'd comment.
The story did in fact emerge with Alemis identifying strongly as a woman, when the prompt was for a non-gender binary character.
Apologies, OP and meme peeps - 1. because the story doesn't fit the prompt, and 2. because posting as though it did fit the prompt is kinda insulting and ignores all kinds of different experiences faced by trans* and genderqueer folk.
If there's more fail, feel free to call me on it. And I hope someone fills the prompt :)
To the anon above - thanks so much for your thoughtful comments. Glad you liked the story :) And on an unrelated note, I would LOVE to read about a Dunmer vampire killing Rolf Stone-Fist if you ever decide to write about that XD