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skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2012-02-17 04:29 pm
skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2012-02-17 04:29 pm
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Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."
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Re: M!DB/Farkas. Abandoned at the altar.
(Anonymous) 2012-09-28 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)Garik capped the bottle and turned away looking for some Juniper berries.
“Huh?” Farkas’s voice made Garik freeze momentarily. He looked over and noticed Farkas staring at his black hands.
“It needs time to set, don’t touch it.” Garik said simply and quickly before returning to his alchemy supplies.
“Garik?” Farkas questioned, Garik thought he heard hope in his voice but realised he must have been mistaken.
“Sleep, companion, it’s needed.”
“I think we’re beyond those formalities.” Farkas said
“I disagree, sleep.” Garik’s heart was racing. His shaking hands found the Juniper berries and he began ate one and began to mash another. He could feel Farkas’ eyes watching him, almost felt them burning in his back.
“Did you get any of my letters?”
“Yes.”
“Did you read them?”
“Yes.” There was silence after that and eventually Farkas drifted off to sleep allowing Garik to work in peace. The letters he received from Farkas were all the same. He begged for forgiveness, professed his love and claimed he had no recollection of the night blaming the mead for his actions. Yet in Garik’s experience mead rarely made you do things you didn’t want to do, it just opened you up to all the things you were too afraid to do.
Garik would have to wake Farkas again soon. Then he would get the pleasure of spoon-feeding the fallen companion gallons and gallons of a potion that had to be ingested with either mead or water. Garik would give Farkas water.
He ground up the large amount of potion he needed and began to infuse it with water. The foul smell hung in the air but Garik simply kept mixing and mixing until there were bowls and bowls lined up of the soupy potion.
Eight bowls were lined up and then Garik nudged Farkas to wake him. The companion stirred and when he opened his eyes he pulled back slightly.
Le Derp
(Anonymous) 2012-09-28 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)But I'm tired so I forgot......
-A!A
Re: Le Derp
(Anonymous) 2012-09-29 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)