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Show No Weakness - Part 14/?
Date: 2012-10-10 01:17 pm (UTC)“Hello, Argis, I haven’t seen you come and pray in a long while.” Senna the priestess said. When you grew up in Markarth you knew everyone.
“Oh, Senna it’s good to see you.”
“I hear you’ve been adventuring around Skyrim with the Dragonborn, it sounds exciting.”
“Aye, but that’s actually what I’m here for.”
“Ah, to have Dibella cure any diseases you have acquired, go right ahead I’ll give you privacy.” Argis knelt in front of a shrine and held his hands together in prayer.
He didn’t exactly know what to do now that he actually needed guidance. Usually he would just pop by the temple before heading to the market stalls so he could get better prices.
He sort of just let his mind wonder as he ‘prayed.’
It didn’t make any sense for Amund to want to sleep with him. Argis tried to convince himself it was a one off thing but he never managed to convince himself completely. Yet the thought of that occurring actually made him feel ill.
He would recall the way his skin burned at the light pecks, the way he felt when Amund’s hand-
“No. Stop.” Argis told himself firmly, banishing the wonderful thoughts from mind. He stood, clearly the answers would not simple just come to him.
He ended up wondering around Markarth for the longest time, his thoughts going in circles.
He came to the conclusion that Amund slept with him to relieve pent up sexual desires and that there was nothing any more than that. The thought actually made him feel like there was a part of himself missing.
The sun was soon setting and Argis walked back to Vlindrel Hall.
His day off didn’t really consist of any excitement, in fact he felt the most perky when he was walking into his Thane’s home. He had bought new tunics and his own healing potions so he wouldn’t have to bother his Thane for them. He had also bought his thane a potion as well to replace the one he had used.
When he walked into the main room of the house Argis saw his Thane buried in a book with a look of utter frustration. Argis knew better than to pester the man so moved straight into his own room. He put away his new tunics and his potions. He decided he would spend the last few hours of his day off polishing his armour up. It was already repaired but he still liked to polish it and make it seem like new.
He would do it out in the main room so he could cook at the same time, just because it was his day off didn’t mean he shouldn’t cook a meal. He walked into the main room carrying his armour. He placed it gently on the floor in an effort not to make too much noise and placed everything to make a Venison stew into a pot.
He sat down close by the cooking and began to polish his armour. By the time his armour was all polished the stew was ready.
The Thane and Housecarl ate in silence both of them seeming to engaged in their own thoughts to speak. Amund looked immensely frustrated about something and Argis was just trying to remember something he forgot and didn’t want to delve too much thought into his relationship with his Thane.
“Oh yeah.” Argis said breaking the silence just as the meal was about to draw too an end. The housecarl stood and his Thane eyed him as he left the room. He re-entered moments later with a large red bottle and Amund raised an eyebrow his frustration being replaced with curiosity.
“Uh, to um… replace what I used.” Argis said placing the bottle in front of his Thane. Amund chuckled slightly and it brought relief to Argis, who collected the bowls.
Amund stood and Argis went to wash the dishes “Argis, I’m tired.” Amund said with almost no trace of actual tiredness in his voice.
“Goodnight then.” Argis replied
“Let me rephrase, Argis I’m tired, come, now.” Argis was stunned for a moment but then dropped the bowls and moved towards his thane following him dutifully, his heart doing flips of joy.
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Date: 2012-10-10 02:42 pm (UTC)Re: Show No Weakness - Part 14/?
Date: 2012-10-11 12:42 am (UTC)Now it looks like I'm not even going to have to shake my fist at the screen and yell, "Dammit you boys, just talk to each other."
Since I have nothing more to do here, I'm just going to sit and patiently wait for more. ... And by "patiently" I do mean F5ing madly and screaming: "MORE! I NEED MORE!"