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Old scales 10/?
Date: 2013-02-04 12:29 am (UTC)“He’s ready to become a full fledged member” Skjor said, obviously not happy about it “Kodlak, Alea and even myself think he’s ready for a test of honor”
“But with Farkas?” Vilkas protested, trying not to sound jealous.
“Because every whelp needs to be accompanied by a member of the circle when proving honor, Alea wouldn’t be able to concentrate around him, I don’t like him, Kodlak is too old and you’ve made it quite obvious that you can’t stand being in the same room as him for more than a moment” Skjor explained.
If only he knew
“Farkas has proven to be far better with people and let’s be real Vilkas, Gunnar is an experienced fighter and could probably do it on his own”
Vilkas only sighed, realizing that fighting with him would be useless and arouse suspicion about his actual thoughts of the older man.
“When do they go?”
“I’ll send them this afternoon after Gunnar finishes up with Njada”
“What?”
“He’s outside teaching her some hand to hand moves” Skjor explained “He’s actually a good teacher”
Vilkas thought for a moment and then went to watch.
~*~
“That’s it, keep your shoulders square” Gunnar grinned, effortlessly blocking all the hits Njada threw at him.
It seemed that every Companion and non-Companion was watching. Alea, Ria, Athis, Tovar, Vignar, Farkas and even Kodlak were watching from near the back entrance. Eorlund was watching from his forge, deciding to take a break to watch. A few citizens were watching off to the side, eyes glued to their beloved new comer as he faced against one of the lesser liked Companions.
“Don’t just rely on the strength of your arms” Gunnar said “You have to use speed and tactic”
Njada swung at him. Gunnar sidestepped and landed a light hit at her unguarded side. She grunted and stepped back quickly, holding up her arms in a more defensive position. She took a second to think and then stepped forward again, swinging at him again. Gunnar sidestepped but Njada immediately took a sidestep in the same direction, continuing her swing.
Then Gunnar swung his leg, sweeping Njada off her feet and sent her straight on her ass on the ground. She gaped up at him.
“And always remember that anything can happen in a fight” He smirked before offering a hand for her.
The crowd cheered, cheering Gunnar on despite it only being training. There were even more love struck eyes the usual and though Vilkas was one of them, he couldn’t help but think that Gunnar was more than likely old enough to be the father of most of them and couldn’t help but feel his lust the least be hampered by the fact. Fatherly or not, the man was just too damn hot!
“That was great!” Njada exclaimed… and then practically launched herself forward to steal a kiss from the older Nord’s lips. However her efforts were intercepted by said older Nord’s large and calloused hand.
“Now hold up girly” He chuckled, amused by her enthusiasm despite her usual tough demeanor.
“What?” She asked, thoroughly confused.
“What? Why were you about to kiss me dear? I was just trying to sharpen your skills?” He asked, still slightly amused but also genuinely confused.
“Ah come on old man” Njada grinned perversely “You can’t have NOT noticed how much every smart woman here just plainly wants a piece of you”
“But I already love someone else” He said.
~*~
Vilkas knocked back his forth drink, feeling the pleasant buzz at the back of his skull grow. Skjor came by and sat next to him, handing him another bottle before attacking a bottle of his own.
They sat drinking for a bit, both silent. Vilkas looked to a plastered Njada wailing at a disheartened Alea, working her way to the same condition. Ria didn’t seem that upset by the shocking news, but was still knocking them back as fast as Alea.
“So… they went” Skjor said, placing the now empty bottle next to Vilkas’.
“Aye” Vilkas slurred.
“They seem upset” Skjor noted.
“Aye”
“…So, who do you think it is?”
“Who?”
“The one he’s got moony eyes for”
Vilkas drank his mead.
He wanted to kill whoever was the person Gunnar wanted. He wanted to know who it was to want to know what attracted him, what was he missing to get the older man he so much wanted. But he wasn't quite drunk enough to admit that.
Re: Old scales 10/?
Date: 2013-02-04 01:17 am (UTC)Re: Old scales 10/?
Date: 2013-02-05 02:55 am (UTC)Re: Old scales 10/?
Date: 2013-02-05 04:51 am (UTC)(Also, I totally bet it's Vilkas that Gunnar fancies. Oh yeah.)
Any chance that you could post the next installment back over there <--- (under installment 1)? Each comment is getting narrower and narrower and it's really hard to read the story on my phone!