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Re: "Warmness From Your Presence" 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

If the first group of mages had been difficult to handle, the second wave was hellish. In the mass confusion, Stenvar could see Bhaskara leaping about almost acrobatically, while he stumbled around almost stupidly in comparison. Still, his sword succeeded where Bhaskara's failed-- he could have a necromancer in half with a single swing, after all, and that was more than that bastard Khajiit could say for himself.

But even so, the crowd just didn't seem to be thinning, no matter how many died. Trying to gather his thoughts again, he flung himself forward, slicing wildly as he did, until he reached a conveniently-camouflaged chest against the wall. Frowning, he pried it open, silently praying that he wouldn't be noticed, and beamed triumphantly. The staff! Clapping a hand over the glowing gem on top, he sheathed it and turned back to the fight--

And instantly felt the sharp edge of a dagger in his side. Sure enough, they didn't take too kindly to having their staffs taken. Collapsing to the dirt below, Stenvar's vision blurred, and his hand tightened on the staff. No, he had succeeded, and he'd be damned if he was going to fail now, but it hurt...

Somewhere, he heard a loud hiss, and Bhaskara flew forward in a blur of gray fur and steel. From his angle, the Nord could only see stomping feet and blasts of magic and eventually the falling, motionless forms of the remaining wizards, and then...silence, save for his own harsh breathing and the Khajiit's quiet footsteps.

He felt the staff pried out of his hand, and he couldn't find the energy to fight against it this time.

He's going to leave me behind.

“This one is not bleeding as much as the wound would make Bhaskara think...this is good.” The voice was accompanied by a pair of hands on his shoulders, turning him onto his back. “Hold still.” If he wasn't so exhausted, Stenvar would have frowned, or perhaps shot some biting remark at his employer, but he settled for laying back obediently and watching him uncork a red bottle and hold it up to his lips. “Now, drink. Drink,” he urged, when the sellsword didn't move. He forced the liquid down, and was rewarded with a pleasant feeling of numbness, and then...unconsciousness.

Re: "Warmness From Your Presence" 4/4

[(Anonymous)]

He woke up again to find himself warm, tended to, and comfortable under thick blankets. Tilting his head blearily, he found Bhaskara seated beside his bed, half-asleep himself, and frowned.

“What's...” he rasped, just loudly enough to snap the Khajiit out of his stupor. To his surprise, Bhaskara's lips turned upwards, almost into a smile, as he observed him.

“Ah...this one is awake. Good. Bhaskara was starting to wonder,” he said, laying a soft hand on the Nord's forehead. “And the fever is fading. Very good.”

“Where are we?” Stenvar asked, forcing himself to sit up and look around. Outside the room, he could hear the buzz of music and conversation, and quickly deduced that wherever they were, it was most definitely an inn.

“Rorikstead,” his employer confirmed, nodding out. “The innkeeper was kind enough to let Bhaskara keep you here until you were healed enough, and Bhaskara did not even have to scratch him.” Stenvar chuckled weakly, leaning back again, and shook his head.

“Well...thank you. I...” he trailed off, not sure what to say, and decided it was best to admit it. “I thought you were going to leave me behind.” Bhaskara frowned, raising an eyebrow.

“That is not Bhaskara's way.” He looked away now, as if it had only just dawned on him. “Ah, I see...this one must have been convinced.” He sighed, unusually demure for the fiery adventurer, and leaned forward a little bit. “Bhaskara was made Thane of Whiterun, you may know. Last year, when the dragon attacked...the Jarl gave Bhaskara a housecarl, Lydia. A sweet woman, very kind, very good with a sword...where Bhaskara went, she went, and it was very enjoyable. But...there was a group of Forsworn, more than Bhaskara had ever seen in one place. Bhaskara has never forgiven himself for letting her lay down her life as she did that day.” He paused, inhaling sharply and letting the words sink in before he continued on. “Bhaskara...apologizes, Stenvar. Khajiit are almost as hard-headed as Nords, truly, and Bhaskara thought that if he was to travel with one who had no meaning in his life, it would be easier to put them on the line...Bhaskara never expected this to happen.” Stenvar shook his head as well, fighting the strange urge to hug the Khajiit with his story out in the open.

“I've had worse employers,” he said, only half-joking. Bhaskara laughed softly, finally leaning up to kiss the sellsword on top of his still-aching head.

“Hm. Bhaskara can only imagine the stories.” Stenvar tugged him back down to his level, kissing him full-on instead and running his fingers along the braids on the back of the Khajiit's head. When he pulled back, taking in Bhaskara's stunned expression, he couldn't help but laugh all over again.

“You know, I still need the money,” he remarked, leaning back, “and you're not so bad for company. How about I stick with you for a while? If you want,” he added, not wanting to get on his bad side so soon after this odd friendship had been formed. Bhaskara nodded, clearing his throat almost nervously, and the Nord wondered if the Khajiit could blush under their fur.

“Gladly,” he said simply.

Re: "Warmness From Your Presence" 4/4

[(Anonymous)]

Usually I don't like Khajiit fills but this one's starting to change my mind about them.
Very wonderful A!A