Forgetting to grab her leather cover jacket on the way out to catch with Aela and Vilkas, the walk had been a chilly one. Both shield-siblings were walking along the snowy path as if it were noon on the coast of Cyrodiil while she freezed her butt off and rubbed her arms in a pathetic attempt to warm up.
Thales was walking behind Vilkas and he was walking a little behind Aela. From this angle, both looked so strong and invincible. It made her idea of infatuating Vilkas far-fetching. No wonder he didn’t even look at her twice, with such a tall, beautiful and fearless woman like Aela next to her.
Maybe he liked her and that’s why he doesn’t look at other woman.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted when her face ran into the hard and cold surface of Vilkas’ armor, making her bounce off and fall down on her butt. Her hands immediately pushed on her nose as she felt warm liquid run down after the impact.
“Are you okay, Thales?” Aela asked as she turned down to look at her.The blond was afraid to look up and embarrass herself further by letting Vilkas see her bloody nose. This was already starting to be a horrible day to try to impress the Nord. Standing up and pinching her nose, Thales turned around and rubbed her gloves on her face cleaning herself.
“I’m fine. Let’s continue.” She assured her shield-sister before turning back around to flinch at Vilkas’ frown.
“Not only are you clumsy, but you also don’t pay attention. We already arrived but all the noise you did when you fell probably announced our presence to the mammoths.”
Looking around, everything looked the same. Snow, snow, tree, more snow. But this time there were some stones with weird drawings on them.
Wait a minute.
“Ma-mammoths?” Her lips were trembling at this point. She’s seen those things. Huge, heavy, stinky and pretty much the scariest animal she’s encountered in Skyrim. Thales could perfectly pretend to faint from the pain on her nose but she didn’t know if that would make her look even more like a fool in front of Vilkas.
Jumping at the laugh that came from the man, she turned around blushing in embarrassment. Vilkas’ hand made it to her shoulder and sparks ran through her body as the weight and warmth of it made her feel safe for some reason. It was almost magical.
“You have no problem killing bandits and fetching items of people you don’t know in places you haven’t been to but a mammoth makes you tremble. You’re a very interesting girl, I’ll give you that.”
Trying her best to ignore the feelings Vilkas’ comment provoked in her, Thales and Aela prepared their bows as the raven haired man checked out the Giants that were around.
As the young Imperial grabbed her arrows, she noticed her hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
It was true, she has done many quests but she never faced any of them as a fearless warrior. Every time before she stepped into any cave or walked through any door, she would pray to the Divines to spare her soul and a few tears of fear would run down her cheeks. She was not a mercenary, she was definitely not a good sword wielder either. But truth be told, she needed the money to get out of Skyrim; she needed food to survive, money to rent rooms and get transportation while she kept traveling, looking for that something special she knows is calling to her.
Swallowing, the blond gripped her bow tightly as Vilkas gave Aela the sign that it was clear.
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Heads Will Roll [2/?]
Date: 2012-11-13 06:47 pm (UTC)Forgetting to grab her leather cover jacket on the way out to catch with Aela and Vilkas, the walk had been a chilly one. Both shield-siblings were walking along the snowy path as if it were noon on the coast of Cyrodiil while she freezed her butt off and rubbed her arms in a pathetic attempt to warm up.
Thales was walking behind Vilkas and he was walking a little behind Aela. From this angle, both looked so strong and invincible. It made her idea of infatuating Vilkas far-fetching. No wonder he didn’t even look at her twice, with such a tall, beautiful and fearless woman like Aela next to her.
Maybe he liked her and that’s why he doesn’t look at other woman.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted when her face ran into the hard and cold surface of Vilkas’ armor, making her bounce off and fall down on her butt. Her hands immediately pushed on her nose as she felt warm liquid run down after the impact.
“Are you okay, Thales?” Aela asked as she turned down to look at her.The blond was afraid to look up and embarrass herself further by letting Vilkas see her bloody nose. This was already starting to be a horrible day to try to impress the Nord. Standing up and pinching her nose, Thales turned around and rubbed her gloves on her face cleaning herself.
“I’m fine. Let’s continue.” She assured her shield-sister before turning back around to flinch at Vilkas’ frown.
“Not only are you clumsy, but you also don’t pay attention. We already arrived but all the noise you did when you fell probably announced our presence to the mammoths.”
Looking around, everything looked the same. Snow, snow, tree, more snow. But this time there were some stones with weird drawings on them.
Wait a minute.
“Ma-mammoths?” Her lips were trembling at this point. She’s seen those things. Huge, heavy, stinky and pretty much the scariest animal she’s encountered in Skyrim. Thales could perfectly pretend to faint from the pain on her nose but she didn’t know if that would make her look even more like a fool in front of Vilkas.
Jumping at the laugh that came from the man, she turned around blushing in embarrassment. Vilkas’ hand made it to her shoulder and sparks ran through her body as the weight and warmth of it made her feel safe for some reason. It was almost magical.
“You have no problem killing bandits and fetching items of people you don’t know in places you haven’t been to but a mammoth makes you tremble. You’re a very interesting girl, I’ll give you that.”
Trying her best to ignore the feelings Vilkas’ comment provoked in her, Thales and Aela prepared their bows as the raven haired man checked out the Giants that were around.
As the young Imperial grabbed her arrows, she noticed her hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
It was true, she has done many quests but she never faced any of them as a fearless warrior. Every time before she stepped into any cave or walked through any door, she would pray to the Divines to spare her soul and a few tears of fear would run down her cheeks. She was not a mercenary, she was definitely not a good sword wielder either. But truth be told, she needed the money to get out of Skyrim; she needed food to survive, money to rent rooms and get transportation while she kept traveling, looking for that something special she knows is calling to her.
Swallowing, the blond gripped her bow tightly as Vilkas gave Aela the sign that it was clear.
Here she goes and it won’t be pretty.