Half the time I write a reply, I think “yes this sounds great” and am done with it until my partner replies. Then when they do, I look back at my reply and am just like “why the fuck did I do that wait no let me take it back i’m so sorry you deserve better than that hunk of shit why did i even think that sounded acceptable”
Submitted by Cityescape4
"My biggest secret? You all know my biggest secret already, So this has been obeyed by way of already being answered in the past."
The naga grumbled angrily but was forced to anyway, singing so softly that nobody else could hear. You said he had to sing, but didn’t specify that anyone had to actually hear it. And thus he jumped on that loophole quickly.
(I am not quite sure how to decline this one with a reason and not sound like a dick XD I’m sorry. I’m not really up for forcing Heather to go fuck something she doesn’t want to for a multitude of reasons.)
(I as the mod am actually going to decline this one. It’s kinda a killjoy. Soon as he sees her he’s going to recognize her aura and kill her. And that would be a pretty lousy way for the antagonist to go.)
"Never know until you ask, love. Besides, I’m not stalking you. It was just a lucky guess. You were either headed somewhere specific, or you were looking for someone. You dodged the ‘somewhere’ part quite well, so I tried the other route." She replaced her dagger in its holder at her belt.
Draykan balanced a few things in his head and then shrugged, not like there really was much harm in telling her. He was just being tough because of how she’d freaked on him during their first meeting.
"Fine then. Have you seen a person who smells of the blood of thousands of innocents?" That was the best way he could describe the magical aura of the person he was tailing, although he’d never managed to find them yet.
The twirling stopped. “First of all, my Daedric dagger is much more than a measly butter knife.” No, this was one of the finest weapons in all of Skyrim, and it was her baby where she was concerned. “Secondly, I was just trying to help. I might just know who you’re looking for.” More than two centuries in Skyrim meant she knew some people- she knew a lot of people. Just most of them didn’t know her.
"I never said I was looking for anybody." He countered, sighing slightly. "Now who’s stalking who? And anyway, I can almost guarantee you wouldn’t know who I’m looking for." Not even he knew who they were, simply their faint magical aura and a suspicious trail of dead bodies.
Her eyes narrowed at the response again. “You’re hiding something.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement. He had some idea of where he wanted to go. Why wasn’t he saying it?
But she was quick to give up. “Whatever. Your death.” And she sat down on the nearest rock, pulling out her dagger and spinning it between her fingers.
Dray cocked at eye at the dagger, watching it and her calmly. “What I may or may not be hiding is a private matter, of no consequence to you or your interests. Suffice to say, I do not wish to talk about it.”
"If you mean to threaten me to try and get details, you’re going to be sorely mistaken if you expect it to work. So put that little butter knife down." There was no reason for him to threaten her with anything if she didn’t, it didn’t bother him much or scare him at all. Just wanted to tell her that anything she tried on him wouldn’t work.
"I stay anywhere I can sink my teeth into." She snorted at her pun and crossed her arms over her chest, closing herself off a bit to help her comfort level.
"So, where you headed?" She asked again. There was a slight raise in the pitch of his voice, indicating at least a partial lie. That she could catch.
The blue-haired man rolled his eyes at the pun, taking his cloak off and laying it on a rock to help dry it off. The material seemed to change almost imperceptibly from leathery to a more cloth texture at its removal.
"Again, nowhere is particular. Or rather, no set destination, just wandering where my feet take me."
"Cave isn’t owned by anyone. Yeah, feel free." There was a distant bitter tone to her voice as she remained out in the rain. She quickly realized it was time to do what she did best-
Hide the pain and continue with her life.
Almost regretfully, she pulled herself out of the rain as she set her priorities straight. She didn’t bother shaking her hair out and let herself drip water onto the floor. “Where you traveling to?” Might as well make conversation if he was going to be stuck there.
"Nowhere in particular." Draykan replied, altough the tone of his voice indicated that that wasn’t quite true. He wasn’t going anywhere in particular, but he was still searching for someone, so he did have a sort of destination in mind.
Wherever that person was.
"What about you? Staying here for any particular reason?" Might as well return the question, seeing as how she seemed to be trying to stay civil.
They looked at eachother, even Charlette seemed surprised at his skill. “Fuck that!” The woman yelled, pulling the Chinese assault rifle off her back. The smaller man however backed off some. He had seen his fair share of kung fu holo vids, and he could tell this guy was no joke.
She began firing at the man with the sword while the smaller fiend picked up Charlette and opened the window. Injecting some psycho, he leaped out the window, trying to get away. His landing would have broken his ankle if he didn’t take the chems. “Sorry hun! If ya live, come find me!!” He called out to the woman who didn’t even notice he had left.
The dragon tsked and slowly began walking towards the woman, deflecting all the bullets off his sword. After the 24th one, he grinned at the woman sadistically and stabbed her through the gut, kicking her out the window and off his sword.
Leaving her to break her back or bleed out, of which the second was certain given that wounds wouldn’t close when cut with his blade, Draykan pointed his sword backwards without looking and a much louder bang echoed through the desert as he fired the gun part of his gunblade, blowing the brains out of the just awakening thug.
2 down, 1 to go.
Hopping out the window and doing a triple flip just for kicks, he took after the last remaining bandit, sprinting along the sand after the tracks that were clear on the ground.
Matching shout of surprise from the anthro dragon as he was bowled over by the flying female, landing on his back with the other on top of him. “Ugh, what the…?”
The sudden stretching wings growing in her short field of vision made her shrink back a little, brow furrowed, the reply following most likely one he was not expecting "Some giant bat thing."
He rolled his eyes and chuckled, his reptilian eyes locking onto hers. “Completely wrong. Take another guess.” Next his claws were showed off, the razor sharp points glinting off the sunlight. “And here’s a hint. I’m no normal, mundane creature.”
Navalli snorted, but couldn’t sense a lie. Dammit, she couldn’t sense anything from her. The majority of her wanted to attack him- force him to confess. But without reason, she refused.
So, with a twirl of her wrist, she replaced her dagger in her belt and pulled her spell back. Instead, her hands preoccupied themselves by forming fists multiple times.
"You’re either a very good liar, or you’re telling the truth." Don’t harm the innocents. They’ve done no wrong. Until she found out he was spying on her, she couldn’t judge him.
"Which oof the two I am, you will have to decide for yourself." He gave a small, teasing smile as he reached the entrance to the cave, pulling the hood down and shaking his hair free of the water that dripped onto him from that.
"So is this your cave as well, or am I free to stay here to wait for the rain to subside?"
Navalli stilled at the sound of approaching footsteps, the dagger’s movement coming to an abrupt halt. She took a deep breath for some sense of a scent. Surprisingly, she recognized it, though she was unable to pinpoint where from.
She jolted up, dagger in her hand and a health draining spell in the other. To her surprise, it was someone that she recognized- clearly- cloak and all.
Her lip curled into a snarl. “Right. You’re not stalking me at all.”
Dray started at the voice, whirling to face it with the ring sliding into his hand but not yet transforming. Surprisingly, it was someone he recognized as well, and not someone he’d expected to see again.
"Clearly not. If I was, would I not have been quiet coming here?" The blue-haired man retorted, still facing her as he moved towards the cave to get out of the rain.