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The Emergency [Part 3F]
Date: 2014-03-17 08:29 pm (UTC)“I can’t,” she replied. “I won’t just hand over a student for them to kill.”
“You may not think that during negotiations,” she said. “And I won’t blame you. But you can’t speculate on what Elenwen or the Thalmor will do when they get here. Like I said, she’s ruthless but she’s hard to judge. Just don’t make lewd comments about her figure.”
“I doubt I will.”
She smiled at her. “You never know. An attractive woman does have the power to make you speak out,” she joked when the hatch snapped and she looked down. It opened and she retrieved the item inside, turning it over to look at the cover. She opened the book and it exploded, her eyes shutting as magic hit her body and a new spell was sewn into her mind.
She shook her head once the ringing stopped. “Conjure Storm Atronarch. Just in case.”
Mirabelle sighed. “Any chance you can make more of those?”
She shook her head. “I don’t exactly collect ruined books. There was one I found down here that I decided to use.”
They were quiet and the Arch-Mage rubbed her temples, still stressed. Alla said nothing for a while, focusing on cleaning the forge when she stopped and looked back to Mirabelle. “Why don’t you go talk to Eirid and Assur down at the Inn if you’re unsure about children? What’s better than interacting with an actual child to know if you want one?” Mirabelle looked at her. “I know what you’re thinking. The decision is yours but you might as well get a second opinion through Eirid and Assur. You know, that sweet girl and-”
“I’m aware about Assur,” Mirabelle said darkly and Alla smiled. Of course she did. Everyone did. The kid was an absolute bastard.
“Still. After the Thalmor come, why not just go see them? They may change your mind.”
She seemed to relax a bit at her suggestion which in turn made her relax. With that, she started packing up. There was a daedra heart in her bag she meant to use at the forge but somehow she figured if she pulled it out, Mirabelle may lecture her. They weren’t exactly obtained through good means and she did leave to college to get it.
The Arch-Mage followed her out, both silent as they did as she was still thinking. When they exited the Midden, she found herself looking to the sky. “Shit, I’m late for class. Stop worrying, Mirabelle! We’ll all be fine!” she said as she rushed off leaving her alone. She made it just in time to get a lecture from Tolfdir and Enthir laughing at her when she tripped on the stairs. She got him back by conjuring a storm atronarch causing him to nearly get electrocuted and her nearly expelled.
It was worth it though. Even Enthir had to admit it.
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The Emergency [Part 3G]
Date: 2014-03-17 08:31 pm (UTC)The apprentices needed work and how many times they nearly killed each other worried her. She didn’t have time to correct it as exactly five days since she got the letter, the Thalmor arrived in a massive show.
She had to rush to meet them before the statue of Shalidor, Alla joining her side as well as Tolfdir and the staff backing them up from behind. Soldiers came first, dividing when they hit the grounds and all of them were dressed in expensive glass armor, swords sharp and eyes set forward almost devoid of life. It disturbed her but she tried not to focus on them as several mages came forward, stopping in-between the soldiers before the Ambassador began to cross the courtyard. Swords were raised, the soldiers stamped and moved in a ninty-degree angle all at once and they all bowed as she walked, her robes fluttering in the sharp wind.
Mirabelle stared. Alla had been right, the Ambassador was stunning. She walked forward, confident, with her hands behind her back and she stopped a good few paces away, her golden eyes looking to them all in utter judgement before the focused not on her but the girl beside her.
“Alla,” she said, her voice as beautiful as a sparrow’s song but she bore no smile. “How typical to see you here. I assume you’ve been killing my agents again?”
“Elenwen,” she said and Mirabelle felt her stomach turn as the damned mage crossed her arms defiantly next to her. “You’re looking lovely. Still sleeping alone in your bed? Oh, wait, of course you are since no mer would want to lay next to a woman who has fucked over all of Skyrim.”
Mirabelle looked to Alla in shock
“Aren’t you witty today,” Elenwen smirked. “Says the girl who can’t keep her legs closed near my men. Tell me, how many of my kin have you taken or can you count that high?”
“More mer than you’ll ever have loyal to you,” she smirked and Mirabelle moved forward, in complete shock the damned mage had even spoke let alone that she was so casually sparring words with the Ambassador to the Aldmeri Dominion.
“Lady Elenwen,” she said in a loud voice. “Welcome to the College of Winterhold. Please, excuse my student. She doesn’t know her place.”
Those gold eyes moved to her and she felt herself stiffen under them. This woman was dangerous and she could tell by a single glance of her eyes.
“You’re Mirabelle Ervine?” she said and she found herself giving an apprehensive nod. “The woman my Agent Ancano was fucking?”
She turned white and all eyes went on her making her shake. She had no words and Elenwen smiled. “By your silence, I assume I’m right. Ancarion, follow me inside. We have business to discuss with the new Arch-Mage.”
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QuickFix Note
Date: 2014-03-17 08:33 pm (UTC)