It was business as usual in the Ragged Flagon when Atria slipped in the secret entrance. She was as quiet as she could be coming in, taking the time to stand there and let her eyes find Brynjolf before moving again. When she saw no sign of him, a quick question to Rune informed her that he was in the practice room. Good, a secluded area would be best.
"Hi." Atria said, leaning against a wall. It wasn't the best opening line, but she couldn't think of much else to say.
He looked around to place the voice, and quickly looked away at seeing Atria in the doorway. "Did you need something, lass?" He asked, careful to keep his eyes averted from her.
"We could try it again, but just you and I this time. And we could talk, say things that need to be said." She suggested, drawing closer to him.
"Is that what you want, a second round?"
"No." Atria stopped, composing her thoughts. "When you've lost something precious, you should go back to where you lost it. I don't know how to name what we've lost, but we have and I thought we might just start over. Make things right this time. Tell you that I love you."
She didn't have any more to say, but he still wasn't looking right at her. Instead she watched him go over to the cupboard that stood in the room, his back to her. Insecurity made her mind race, and she thought perhaps she'd heard Karliah wrong, there was no way he cared for her, had wanted more before that night.
But then he turned and she saw the smile on his face, not hidden at all by his hood. "You can't just walk in here and tell a man you love him." He teased, and she raced over, crashing into his chest, making him stagger under the force of her embrace.
"I just did." Atria laughed, the sound of it muted only by the kiss he planted upon her lips.
A Price to Pay 9/9
Date: 2012-08-23 05:38 pm (UTC)"Hi." Atria said, leaning against a wall. It wasn't the best opening line, but she couldn't think of much else to say.
He looked around to place the voice, and quickly looked away at seeing Atria in the doorway. "Did you need something, lass?" He asked, careful to keep his eyes averted from her.
"We could try it again, but just you and I this time. And we could talk, say things that need to be said." She suggested, drawing closer to him.
"Is that what you want, a second round?"
"No." Atria stopped, composing her thoughts. "When you've lost something precious, you should go back to where you lost it. I don't know how to name what we've lost, but we have and I thought we might just start over. Make things right this time. Tell you that I love you."
She didn't have any more to say, but he still wasn't looking right at her. Instead she watched him go over to the cupboard that stood in the room, his back to her. Insecurity made her mind race, and she thought perhaps she'd heard Karliah wrong, there was no way he cared for her, had wanted more before that night.
But then he turned and she saw the smile on his face, not hidden at all by his hood. "You can't just walk in here and tell a man you love him." He teased, and she raced over, crashing into his chest, making him stagger under the force of her embrace.
"I just did." Atria laughed, the sound of it muted only by the kiss he planted upon her lips.