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Re: F!DB!Breton/Ancano - Stamina 1a/?
Date: 2013-12-08 04:51 am (UTC)He eyed her sourly, recognizing her once she'd turned. Slowly, he lowered his hands and the fierce glowing in his palms subsided, "You're that new apprentice. Hardly worth me wasting a good spell on."
"Yes! Exactly! Why waste good magicka on lil' ol' me? I'm not worthy!" Gia nodded with enthusiasm, desperately trying to be charmingly amusing.
Ancano didn't appear to be particularly charmed nor amused. His attention turned towards the mess on his bed, "So then. I suppose it's been you stacking the swill that passes for food here on my bed this whole time?"
She saw no point in denying it, "Yes. I did it. And I'd do it again!"
At this bold assertion, the high elf arched a slanted brow. He peered down at the little Breton with a bit more interest, "Is that so? What would you say if I told you that I was going to arrest you for such a show of disrespect? Maybe turn you over to Commander Rulindil for questioning?"
Gia swallowed audibly. Rulindil was a Thalmor interrogator. One of the more sadistic ones, if you could believe the rumors. In Skyrim, word traveled fast. Everyone knew that the Thalmor enjoyed torture, despite their so-called distinguished charm and grace... Even if wasn't openly admitted.
"What if I told everyone that you have this?" She held up the necklace and couldn't help the amused expression that crossed her face. Clearly she was grasping at straw, but she had nothing else to bargain with. "I find it funny that a member of such a supposedly superior race would need help boosting his stamina. I bet if word got around, your reputation would suffer a tad, hmmm?"
At this, Ancano barely managed to suppress the look of outrage that threatened to overtake his features. In fact, he did not need a stamina perk. That particular amulet was a... memento of sorts. From his very first arrest and successful interrogation. Unfortunately, the Thalmor were expressly forbidden to keep contraband of any sort, and such a revelation would likely land him into some rather serious trouble. His reputation would be the least of his worries then. No, best not let this little wench see any such reaction. That would most certainly let her know that she had some leverage in this situation.
"I could just kill you here and now. That would assure all manner of things, including your silence," he mused aloud.
"But, but... if you did that, then we'll never become the best of friends!" She blurted nonsensically. Gia began to tremble ever so slightly. Fear was creeping its way into her bones.
Again, Ancano paused with a raised brow. Odd little wretch, wasn't she. Hm. He was not used to anyone reacting to his presence in such a manner. Ordinarily, he was met with barely concealed disdain. Not that he couldn't match their disdain with his own; he could. And quite thoroughly too. Still though, he had to admit that it was a tad refreshing for someone to try and banter with him. After all, being stationed in this desolate frozen pit was starting to wear on him. Perhaps he shouldn't act so rashly. This particular human had made a slight reputation for herself lately, doing various odd-jobs for other students. And even though she was a wanderer... she always made her way back to the college to check in every few days. Her disappearance would not go unnoticed.
"I think it highly unlikely that you and I would ever become 'the best of friends'," he replied, gazing down at her shaking form.
At once, an absolutely heartbroken expression passed over her features and she heaved an exaggerated sighing sob. Although he was aware she was playacting, trying to garner his sympathies, the Altmer couldn't help but be the tiniest bit amused at her antics.
"I've left you sweet rolls and wine, though! And pies! Delicious pies that I could have eaten myself! And I have for weeks! Just for you! What, WHAT will it take to earn your love?" she wailed into her hands. After a moment of apparent supreme saddness, she peeked up at him between her fingers.
"Hand over what you've stolen from me, for one," he said, holding out an expectant, gloved hand.
Re: F!DB!Breton/Ancano - Stamina 1b/?
Date: 2013-12-08 04:53 am (UTC)At this, she frowned openly. Mumbling, she did as she was told, casting a mournful glance at the lost gold coins. "Soooo, can I go? Are we good?"
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I might still decide to arrest you if you anger me again. You might think of this before denying any future requests that I might command of you. Need I remind you that we are the authority in Skyrim; our word is law."
Without another word, Ancano turned on his heel and walked away, plotting.