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Skyrim Page 5 - "NAKED! Naked naked naked "
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Re: Thicker Than Blood 7.8
(Anonymous) 2014-02-21 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)“I was hopin' you'd say that,” Sanguine grinned, bending down to kiss Madanach. Somewhere deep in his mind, the empathy bond was trying to flare, Liriel trying to summon him, pleading for her husband to come and get her. But the Skooma had Madanach in its grip... and so did Sanguine.
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Lucia watched as Ancalime trailed after her parents, glancing sadly over her shoulder at her. She'd been allowed out to play earlier, but her father had reclaimed her all too soon, telling her to say goodbye, they needed to leave. Lucia could swear he'd looked anxious about something, but she couldn't have said what. So she'd hugged Ancalime and told her to write, and Ancalime had nodded sadly and whispered she'd try, if they let her. She'd looked so forlorn and sad and Lucia had just wanted to hug her to death. Couldn't they keep her? She clearly didn't want to go. She could stay with them at the Keep, Liriel was her sister, they were family! But Lucia had barely seen her parents to ask. No one had. It had been Eola who'd put them to bed last night, and she'd seemed worried too.
“Your ma's upset because her parents are here,” Eola had explained to them both.
“But why? Doesn't she like them?” Lucia had asked, confused.
“Don't they like her?” Sissel had whispered nervously. “Do they hit her like Papa used to do to me?”
“No!” Eola had cried. “At least, I don't think so. But they don't like her living with humans, and they really don't like that she married Da.”
“Don't they like him?” Sissel had asked then tilted her head as it occurred to her lots of people didn't like their Da. “I mean, less than Nords do?”
“You're a Nord!” Eola had laughed. Sissel shook her head stubbornly.
“No, I just look like one. I'm a Rhanyeen-vira on the inside! It's why Papa didn't like me. He could tell I wasn't really a Nord.”
“I'm not sure your Papa liked anyone, but you're definitely one of us now,” Eola had said with a smile. “And so's your Ma. Despite being an elf. Only her parents don't like that at all. So that's why your Ma's upset. And Da's unhappy because she's upset. But don't worry, gwanethai bach. They'll go home eventually and then everything will go back to normal.”
Lucia wondered what Ancalime's normal was like. She didn't think her parents hit her like Sissel's papa had, and they didn't starve her like her aunt and uncle had, but the little elf definitely looked unhappy. Lucia would miss her.
“Do you think we'll see her again?” Sissel asked, also looking a bit sad to see Ancalime go. “Do you think Mama will take us to Alinor to see her?”
“Of course not, Sissel, Alinor's run by Thalmor. They don't let humans in,” Lucia sighed. “They don't like humans.”
“But if Mama was with us...!” Sissel said hopefully. Lucia really wished Sissel could get her head around the idea that even their Mama's powers had limits, although given their mother had shot a dragon down by shouting at it then taken its soul only yesterday, this was going to be a difficult task.
“That's worse!” Lucia sighed. “Thalmor hate humans, but they really hate it when elves marry humans and have kids with them! That's why they were upset with Mama!”
“Oh,” Sissel said softly, the truth sinking in. “Then... they won't let Cali write to us, will they?”
Lucia shook her head. “I don't think so. I'm sorry, Sissel.”
Sissel watched as the last of the trunks was loaded on the cart, the Thalmor soldiers seeming to have particular trouble with that one. Then the cart was trundling off, Ancalime watching sadly but her parents barely looking back. Once it was gone, Sissel turned to head inside.
“I'm gonna go find Skuli and Adara,” Sissel said quietly. “You coming, Lu?”
Re: Thicker Than Blood 7.9
(Anonymous) 2014-02-21 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)“OK,” Sissel said and ran back into the city. Lucia watched as the ReachGuard ended up having to intervene, two of them slicing their palms open, holding hands and linking magicka to cast a particularly powerful calming spell on the horse, which didn't entirely work but lasted long enough to get Shadowmere penned up inside one of the stalls.
“Never again,” one of the guards muttered, magic flaring as she healed her palm. “I tell you, that bloody horse – if it wasn't the Brenhina's, I swear it would have been put down months ago.”
“If you can put it down,” her colleague agreed. “All the same, normally it's no trouble. Wonder what set it off like that.”
“Don't know, don't care,” the first guard sighed. “Don't know the first thing about horses, don't care to. All I care about is that they behave themselves and no one steals 'em.”
“Aye to that,” her friend agreed as they returned to their posts. Lucia was about to head back into the city when she noticed something else. A small, motley-clad figure crouching in the shadows.
“Hey Cicero. What are you doing?” Lucia asked. Cicero yelped, starting up and glaring at her.
“How?? How do you always do that, you do not even know Detect Life!” Cicero snapped. But a second later, he was relenting, recalling whose child Lucia was.
“Hello sweet Lucia!” Cicero trilled, grinning up at her. “Cicero was merely enjoying the view! Cicero definitely isn't up to anything, oh no. Cicero is a good boy!”
Lucia had on many occasions asked her mother exactly why Cicero was like he was. The answers had never entirely satisfied, but Liriel had been able to tell her Cicero had lost his mother young and spent his entire life trying to get her back one way or another. The effort and loneliness had turned his mind, with the result Cicero hadn't really grown up properly. Lucia could believe that. She always felt a bit sorry for Cicero, although she was also wise enough not to entirely trust him.
“So what aren't you up to, then? Were you watching Cali and her parents go as well?”
“Me? Of course not!” Cicero said innocently. “Cicero certainly wasn't watching to make sure the venom-spewing troublemakers had definitely left, and he was certainly not planning to creep after them and stab them in secret for hurting sweet Liriel, no. And, er, if sweet little Lucia could not repeat that to her mama, Cicero would be most grateful and could certainly arrange for a few spare septims to fall into dear Lucia's pocket...”
“I didn't hear you say anything, Cicero,” Lucia said, knowing how this game went by now. “You'd never do anything you weren't supposed to, I know. I mean, as long you didn't actually stab Mama's ma and da, I'm sure I wouldn't know anything else. For three septims, I wouldn't remember a thing.”
Cicero cackled and slipped her three coins. “Cicero likes you, little one. Cicero thinks you are learning very fast.” He tilted his head, smiling knowingly. “So you were watching too. Cicero wonders, did the sweet Listener-child notice anything... odd? Unusual?”
“Shadowmere doesn't normally freak out like that,” Lucia said, trying to think what had been odd. Other than that, not really anything.
“No, he does not,” Cicero murmured. “Something is wrong, very wrong. But Cicero isn't sure what. Still, they are gone. Come, come little Lucia. Your mama is likely still in Vlindrel Hall. She went in to upbraid her lying and neglectful parents, but hasn't come out. Cicero worries. Cicero fears she is upset or unhappy. She and Madanach... quarrelled. There were words. Tears. Cicero fears for his sweet sister, he does! She has been kind to poor Cicero. Taken care of him when no one else would. Cicero... Cicero worries...”
He looked up at her, eyes wide and actually frightened. Lucia remembered her mother's words, that Cicero lost his mama and never recovered. Well, she knew what that felt like. If Liriel hadn't taken her in, she didn't know what she'd have done.
Re: Thicker Than Blood 7.10
(Anonymous) 2014-02-21 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)Given that whenever her mama got ill, Da would order hot soup from the kitchens and potions from Bothela and either deliver them personally or send them to her in bed with a little note attached, and to the Void with anyone who interrupted, Lucia couldn't imagine him not being there when she was crying. All was not well, and Lucia suddenly wanted very much to get a cuddle off her mother and check her family wasn't going to fall apart.
Cicero smiled sadly up at her as he got to his feet.
“We should do that,” he said softly, and now Lucia was really worried. Cicero hardly ever looked worried or afraid. For something to get to him... something was very very wrong.
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A/N: Next chapter is the one where they find Liriel's missing and Madanach's completely out of it, and basically all Oblivion breaks loose. I am anticipating great fun with it!
Gwanethai bach - little sisters. Rhanyeen-vira - true daughter of the Reach.
Re: Thicker Than Blood 7.10
(Anonymous) 2014-02-21 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)*bounces in seat* Next chapter, next chapter!
Re: Thicker Than Blood 7.10
(Anonymous) 2014-02-23 01:28 am (UTC)(link)