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Title: “Some Call it Foolishness” F!DB/Marcurio

Summary: Marcurio gets what’s coming to him.

Tags: char:F!PC, char:F!DB, char:Marcurio, char:M!NPC, kink:friendship, kink:tickling, race:Imperial

Author’s note: More tags as this comes along.

Warnings: Undetermined.

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"Are you sure you wouldn't rather explore, say, a nice tavern?"

The Imperial woman closed her eyes and loosed a delicate sigh. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

She heard, rather than saw, the errant mage crack one his cheeky grins, “Naturally! And the inhabitants usually take less offense to your meddling.”

“Meddling that is typically on your behalf.”

“Mine?” The man’s grin didn’t falter, but his eyebrows were raised in question.

“Your very existence is offensive... and then you open your mouth.”

“Well, excuse me, princess-”

The Dragonborn groaned and shot her fellow Imperial a positively withering look, “Don’t call me that.”

He threw up his hands in a gesture of false supplication, but did nothing to hide his amusement. “Don’t get yourself all in a twist over it, gorgeous. I was simply making an observation!”

She shook her head and resumed picking her way through the mine. “That’s not what I pay you for. And while we’re on the topic, I expect you to keep us from being flanked, or anything else just as unfortunate.”

“With a master of magic at your side, you'll have nothing to fear.”

“Says the apprentice…”

“Hey! We both know I’m far more talented than that!” He pouted. Grown men should be above such silly things; clearly, this one was not a grown man...

She did not bother to hide her smirk, “Truly? I could hardly tell for all your impertinence.”

"Admit it! You’d be lost without me!"

The woman stopped and turned to her companion with a smile. “Marcurio?”

“Yes?”

“Shut up.”

When they’d reached Old Hroldan Inn, the man was still providing unwanted commentary, and the Dragonborn apologized to Eydis for her companion.

“Don’t worry, my boy Skuli can handle him if he gets out of hand.” The innkeeper looked behind her guest, who in turn looked to see what had caught her attention. Neither woman was impressed by what they saw:

Marcurio and Skuli were sizing each other up.

“Divines, give me strength…” The Imperial muttered as she dropped extra coin on the counter.

“Looking to rent Tiber Septim's room, I take it?"

“I’ve been meaning to after my first visit. I only regret that it will be under these circumstances.” The Dragonborn nodded in the mage’s direction.

The Nord woman chuckled and made preparations for the night. “Will you need food and drink before you turn in?”

“That would be wonderful.”

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"You know what I miss the most right now? Fresh air." Hardly five minutes and the man was at it already.

The woman sighed, “And here I thought you liked the smell of death and destruction.”

“Are you joking? The smell is going to make me lose my last meal."

“Pity. Perhaps next time I shouldn’t bother buying if you’re simply going to throw away my money .”

“Hag.”

Marcurio immediately regretted it as soon as the word left his mouth. He tensed in preparation for the retribution that was sure to come. But, much to his surprise and bewilderment, the Dragonborn burst out laughing, instead.

“That’s not a good sign, is it?” He said dryly.

The stopped laughing long enough to respond, “I thought most people considered laughter a good thing.”

“Coming from most people, yes. You’re not most people.” The mage pointed out.

“A fair point.”

“I’m doomed, aren't I?” He said flatly.

“Only if you don’t tell me what your real problem is, later.” The Dragonborn smiled, which did nothing to sooth his growing unease.

The man was incredulous, “Now you want to sit and discuss this like civilized people?”

“Since you’ve finally cracked and been honest with me, yes. So, what say you we find this sword and rid Eydis of that ghost?”

Marcurio stared at her a moment, dumbfounded, and the woman reveled in the rare silence. It wouldn't last.

"Would it be foolish to stop for a while and light a fire?”

“And summon every possible enemy in the vicinity?” She returned quizzically.

“I suppose it would be a bad idea..."

“Quite.”

There was no “later”, for the ghost had insisted on a bit of training after they’d returned his sword. By the time the ghost had left, it was late morning, and the Dragonborn was in no condition to travel. A fact that her companion wasted no time chiding her for: “That’s what happens when you run off on adventures at all hours of the night.”

“Well, it’s buying you another night in a cozy inn.” She groused as she unceremoniously began stripping off her armour.

“It’s still daytime, you know.” The mage drawled.

The woman sighed as she settled under the covers. “Don’t pretend you’re not exhausted, either. We hardly slept last night before running off. Now stop being an ass and come to bed.”

He laid a hand over his heart in mock surprise, “My, how forward of you! I never knew you cared!”

The Dragonborn propped herself up on her side to look at him. “Marcurio?”

“ ‘Shut up?’ " he supplied.

She smiled at him before rolling over.

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Skuli had knocked on the door to rouse the travelers for supper. Though she had no plans for the night, the Dragonborn strapped her cuirass over her robes and strapped her sword to her waist. A little caution went a long way, and with a destiny like hers, she had quite a ways to go.

After they had eaten, the Imperial found a seat by the fire to nurse her mead.

“I see you’ve taken a liking to the local pastime.”

She didn’t need to look up to identify the speaker. “It has it’s own appeal.”

Marcurio cocked a brow. “More appeal than making my life difficult?”

She laughed at that. “Considering you practically volunteered? Yes.”

The mage groaned. “My lady, you are seriously abusing my talents.”

“Talents you need to learn to better control in close quarters.” She said dryly.

“It wouldn’t be a problem if you stopped putting me in harm’s way.”

“Isn’t being in harm’s way a requirement for mercenaries?” She asked innocently.

He couldn’t have been more indignant if he tried. “I am an apprentice wizard, not some common brute!”

“Indeed. And what is an Imperial mage from Cyrodiil doing as a mercenary in Skyrim?” She eyed him carefully over her drink.

“What is Imperial nobility doing as a Nord folk hero?” He returned easily.

They held each other’s gaze for a while before the Dragonborn decided to speak up. “It seems we are both going to be here indefinitely.”

Marcurio scoffed, “I certainly hope not. I plan on completing my training.”

“Not with that attitude, you’re not.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You need to lighten up, otherwise you’ll never be able to find sufficient employment to buy your way home.”

His face darkened considerably, “It’s not as simple as that.”

“Is it ever?” She stopped to sip her mead, “You may as well make the best of it until you sort things out. Otherwise you’ll kill whatever’s left of you that the bandits don’t.”

He scrutinized her face, “Is that why you’re so uncommonly mean to me?”

“ ‘Mean’? I prefer to call it ‘tough love’.“ She smirked.

Marcurio rolled his eyes and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a poke in his side. His reaction was immediate: “What was that for?”

She froze, momentarily stunned by his shocked outrage, and the aspiring wizard’s eyes widened in fear as he saw the Dragonborn process what had just happened. A slow, predatory grin crept across her face as the mage instinctively shielded his sides and backed into a corner.

“You wouldn’t dare…!” The feeble threat washed over the woman as she rose to her feet and advanced on him.

“Someone help…?” He called weakly. Eydis’ eyes sparkled in amusement, and Skuli was sporting a smug grin.

The Dragonborn swigged the last of her mead before setting the empty container on a nearby table. Marcurio watched her profile, and his heart dropped into his stomach at the look she gave him. It was the mysterious, sly, sideways glance and the muted smirk of the court she wore. It was a look that spoke volumes. One that said, very ominously, I know something that you don’t...

He had barely begun to summon his magic before she hit him with paralysis.

“She’s a mage?!” His surprise could not have made itself known on his face, but perhaps something had shown in his eyes, for the Dragonborn smiled wickedly.

She dragged him across the floor, and he might have been more indignant if he wasn’t as focused on what was going to happen to him. She tossed a coin purse on the counter “for the damages”, and pulled him onto the bed. He heard her retreat to the far side of the room and close the door.

The woman returned to his helpless form and smiled.

“Now. Where were we…?”

finally this is getting filled! thank you a!anon it's great so far

Sorry about the wait! I'm relatively new to the site, so that's my excuse for not having filled this back when it was first prompted! I confess I that was tempted to abandon this fill because I thought no one would see something this old... But fear not! I hate disappointing people, so this is absolutely being finished!

On that note: I was thinking about writing a second funnier, fluffier fill with a less catty DB, once this is over. Should I?

take as much time as you like a!anon
and about another fill - that would be fantastic! but only if you feel up to it, i'm just greedy ;)

A!A again! A little something sweet to go with that sour, coming up! as soon as I finish this fill

*passerby*
I just read the fill and I adore these two exchanging quips. I can't wait to read more!

Thank you! I'm trying to wrap this up so I can post the thing, but the two of them aren't behaving! This WILL be done one way or another by the end of this coming weekend, however! XS

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