Sighting, the Imperial closed her eyes and suddenly she did feel tired, much more tired than the times she comes back from a long quest. Her head was starting to ache, and now that the adrenaline from being close to Vilkas is leaving her body, she could feel her shoulder aching and her leg pounding. It’s horrible.
A sudden knock startled her, and her heart started to pound again at the thought of it being Vilkas. Unfortunately for her, Farkas was the one at her door, but that didn’t make her feel any less excited. They were good friends after all.
“How are you feeling?” He asked, walking in and sitting at the end of the bed. He looked tired but his hair was damp and his face clean and she guessed he had taken a bath. He was also missing his armor and instead wore his long sleeve shirt and everyday pants. Unlike Vilkas, Farkas didn’t look less intimidating without his armor or weapon at his back.
“I’m alive and I’m not missing any limbs, so I’m pretty well off.” He smiled at her as she let out a little laugh. “Thank you for letting me borrow your room. You know you can kick me out whenever you want.”
“Nah, no worries. You’re staying in here as long as you need, that way no one bothers you.” Shaking her head, the blonde smiled at the older man. He was too sweet! Why, oh why can’t Vilkas be just as sweet? I guess it wouldn’t make him as endearing without his scowl and snarky attitude. Kodlak had told her he was much different deep inside and she was still waiting for the day she sees this other side of him.
“You know, I’m glad you’re so much different than your brother. He always seems to be in a bad mood.” With a giggle, Thales yawned and Farkas stood up to leave.
“See you in the morning.” After he walked out, Thales closed her eyes and dreamt of dead bodies laying around her, blood everywhere and a menacing black dragon spitting fire at her.
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Heads Will Roll [4/?]
Date: 2013-07-26 02:18 am (UTC)Sighting, the Imperial closed her eyes and suddenly she did feel tired, much more tired than the times she comes back from a long quest. Her head was starting to ache, and now that the adrenaline from being close to Vilkas is leaving her body, she could feel her shoulder aching and her leg pounding. It’s horrible.
A sudden knock startled her, and her heart started to pound again at the thought of it being Vilkas. Unfortunately for her, Farkas was the one at her door, but that didn’t make her feel any less excited. They were good friends after all.
“How are you feeling?” He asked, walking in and sitting at the end of the bed. He looked tired but his hair was damp and his face clean and she guessed he had taken a bath. He was also missing his armor and instead wore his long sleeve shirt and everyday pants. Unlike Vilkas, Farkas didn’t look less intimidating without his armor or weapon at his back.
“I’m alive and I’m not missing any limbs, so I’m pretty well off.” He smiled at her as she let out a little laugh. “Thank you for letting me borrow your room. You know you can kick me out whenever you want.”
“Nah, no worries. You’re staying in here as long as you need, that way no one bothers you.” Shaking her head, the blonde smiled at the older man. He was too sweet! Why, oh why can’t Vilkas be just as sweet? I guess it wouldn’t make him as endearing without his scowl and snarky attitude. Kodlak had told her he was much different deep inside and she was still waiting for the day she sees this other side of him.
“You know, I’m glad you’re so much different than your brother. He always seems to be in a bad mood.” With a giggle, Thales yawned and Farkas stood up to leave.
“See you in the morning.” After he walked out, Thales closed her eyes and dreamt of dead bodies laying around her, blood everywhere and a menacing black dragon spitting fire at her.