Skyrim Page 3 - "Either you're naked, or I'm drunk. Maybe both."

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“Her” F!DB/Marcurio 4/?

[(Anonymous)]

Marcurio winced inwardly at the memory of their last visit to Windhelm. As a man, he couldn’t abide by how she had been treated by the unsuitably named Rolff Stone-Fist. As her protector, she had made him stand by and watch her defend her own honor. And as a friend, he had stayed by her side in the New Gnisis Cornerclub, weathering the unpleasantness hurled his way to comfort her.

The elves there, however, had not been terribly generous in their sympathies. Ultimately, he had taken her to Candlehearth Hall, where even if there were no friendly faces, at least there was a quiet room that was actually clean. He had gone so far as to tease her, trying to goad her into attacking him, in an effort to shake her from her deep withdrawal from the world. In the end, simply holding her and waiting had brought her out. She had shed a few silent tears into his robes, before succumbing to sleep in his arms.

He had never been more homesick in his life. And watching her pathetic form, hand clutching feebly at his clothes, he found that he was not the only stranger in Skyrim.

“Her” F!DB/Marcurio 5/?

[(Anonymous)]

They had headed straight for Whiterun, as soon as they were able. And her spirits had picked up considerably when they had come within sight of Dragonsreach. At first he had thought it was because the city was large and the inhabitants generally accepting. But he had found out rather quickly that she liked a few things in particular about this place. Or rather, a few particular people. Like who he could blame for introducing her to alchemy.

He distinctly recalled the first time he had caught her at it. They had been wandering the forest late at night when they found that yet another one of her optimistically named “shortcuts” had led them astray yet again. He had been lecturing her on the merits of reading maps as they stumbled their way through the woods, when the dancing lights had caught her attention. He simply dropped the subject and followed her, for he’d learned by then that once she been distracted, there was no point in trying to tell her anything.

But watching her carefully make her way to the delicate torchbugs, as they flitted this way and that, was as magical a moment as you could have asked for. There she was, in innocent wide-eyed wonder, hesitantly reaching out to the diminutive lights. One of the insects had decided to perch on her palm, and she carefully brought it back to her face, the soft glow highlighting her features. He had held his breath for a moment then, the sight of her communing with nature, rendering him speechless in affectionate awe.

That was about the moment she had stuffed the unsuspecting thing in her mouth.

Re: “Her” F!DB/Marcurio 5/?

[(Anonymous)]

wait WHAT
omg, this is probably the cutest story i've read in 1903619452 years. love it!

A!A

[(Anonymous)]

Thank you! I'm hoping to have the rest of this done by the weekend, but my computer is threatening to die. At the latest, it should all be posted by next weekend!

Re: “Her” F!DB/Marcurio 5/?

[(Anonymous)]

FOR ALCHEMY!

A!A

[(Anonymous)]

Indeed! :P