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The Emergency [Part 2H]
(Anonymous) 2014-03-16 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)“What do you know of the Ambassador?”
Alla laughed. “She doesn’t like it when you compliment her ass,” she said and Mirabelle stared at her. She stopped laughing and cleared her throat. “She’s cutthroat. She’s good at what she doesn’t and she relentless when she wants something. She’s a former torturer and well versed in psychological warfare so don’t try and play her. She’ll know and it won’t go over well.”
Mirabelle didn’t seem pleased. “How well versed in psychological warfare?”
Alla sighed as she recalled that frustrating meeting. “She solely showed up at a meeting to set off the Stormcloaks with her presence and after it was done I saw her get close to Ulfric Stormcloak and she just said a few words to him and he left angrier than I’ve ever seen him. She knows how to get under your skin so chances are she’s researched the college already or she’s just that type of personality.”
She paused after a thought of the assassins sent after her. “Then again, she could just walk in here, demand for changes and leave. Or kill us all.”
The Arch-Mage sighed and walked back towards the table Enthir was now placing chairs around. Alla came forward, giving her friend a look and he mimed exhaustion making her smile. She cut it off as soon as Mirabelle turned around.
“Alla, this may be a stupid move, or a smart one depending but I may call you to the negotiations when Elenwen comes.”
“Uh,” she said. She seemed to share her sentiments.
“It’s a risk but if they come out and attack, I need you by my side. You are the dragonborn and you do have a history with them but I’m hoping this can be diplomatic. You seem to know her best. Just don’t say anything stupid. Or maybe, don’t speak at all.”
“…Right.”
She sighed and sat down in a chair, rubbing her temples in pain and Alla frowned looking to Enthir who frowned as well. “Mirabelle, are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine,” she said in a sharp tone. “You two are dismissed. Go to class and don’t you dare leave the grounds.”
They both nodded and headed to the stairs together, Enthir elbowing her making her shove him and they exited to the Hall of Elements. J’zargo and Onmund were already in the large atrium and they joined them watching as J’zargo lectured the young Nord on the proper way to wrap a bandage which seemed to be irritating him.
Enthir nudged her. “You went and saw Nelacar?”
“I did,” she said.
“You going to be able to survive without him for a while?”
She scoffed. “By the sounds of it, I might not survive the Thalmor visit. Elenwen doesn’t like me, especially when she found out I may have fucked most of her staff at Northwatch.”
“You slutty bitch,” he smirked and she slapped his side but she grinned as she did.
“Funny, they told me the same thing but that sort of stopped after I took on four of them at once,” she said but her face fell as she realized her situation. Elenwen is coming. She could maybe deal with her one on one but with an entourage no doubt following and in an enclosed area such as the college with a new Arch-Mage she was worried. She sighed internally. Fucking Ancano. If she could she would kill him twice. This was all his damn fault.
“Enthir? If I die, tell Nelacar he was the second-best fuck of my life,” she said and he looked at her.
“The second best?”
She bit her lip. “Alright, maybe leave that out. Just tell him he was great.”
He shook his head, his arms crossing over his chest as he watched as Brelyna came in holding a stack of books, scowling when J’zargo tried to see them. “Who was the best then?”
She pressed her lips as she thought of the dead Altmer, the casualty of not only when she infiltrated the Embassy and used him which caused him trouble but also of the meeting between Ulfric and Tullius. “Ondolemar, the Thalmor Agent who worked in Markarth.”
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