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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 0:56:23 GMT -5
Ravenna looked the two over before sniffing and turning on her heels. "The staff will make sure you are bathed and given more appropriate clothing while your armor is cleaned...then I will meet you in my office when you are ready to talk." She said before disappearing with a few of the guards and a tall robe clad High Elf. Some of the servants took to Neve and others to Atrious. One in particular a Khajiit female noticed the smell on Neve and gave her a wary look. Neve eyes the female and wondered if she was affiliated with Ramma... "This way, Neve, we will draw a bath for you..." The Khajiit said and Neve gave her a light bow of her head, a sign of respect for Khajiit's. The Khajiit smirked before her tail flicked in motioning for Neve to follow. "Atrious, we will provide you with a bath as well please follow us so we may wash your robes for you." One woman servant said, a young forest elf that was most likely a prisoner there at one point. Many of the servants were prisoners, the less violent ones that had been brought to submission.
They lead Neve off to one of the many bedrooms in the second level and commanded her to strip down. She let them help her peal off the leather armor before helping her into the hot water bath that was drawn from the kitchens and heated by a mage's ability. Neve sank into the hot water, her body reacting to the hot from the cold with a subtle ache. She hardly realized how cold she had been till the water dropped quite a few degrees, alarming the Khajiit female that offered to help wash her hair. "You are from the northern tribes...I can smell the sands used to make your clothing..." Neve smiled as the Khajiits claws lightly pulled the knots and ice from her hair. "Yes. I was with Ramma...second chief to the Grand master in the North..." The distaste in her voice made the Khajiit grow silent, mostly because she sensed Neve didn't want to talk more on the issue. "Ramma you bastard...." She hissed under her breath before sinking further into the murky water.
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 1:04:41 GMT -5
He hesitated at her comment about washing his things." Umm actually- okay umm just don't touch my vials. They are very important." he said following them down a hall. He noticed how unhappy thy seemed he frowned, slowing his walking pace, as they entered the room where a steaming bath was. " You don't seem happy ...If you won't mind me asking what is the matter?" He asked polity as he began taking off the little buckles that held his vial harness on him body. Then hung it up carefully where he could see it easily next to him by the bath. He had special vials- of expensive glass and he wasn't willing to part with any of them. He took off his bloodied shirt to show his slightly sculpted chest. He was pale but who wasn't form the north.
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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 1:21:18 GMT -5
The young forest elf looked surprised to be addressed and gave him a cautious look. He was talking to that she-demon, the tyrannt that kept her here despite her sentance being so minute it shouldn't have even been considered a proper crime. She stole a sweet role for her starving sibbling and ended up being hauled off to staff this god forsaken place in the waste lands of the North. Just in case he was some sort of justiciary...though she couldn't be too sure he was by the way he was covered in blood. And didn't look too much like a normal elf...though he was attractive despite being an odd pale thing... "Happy is not an emotion a prisoner is allowed to show, Atrious...As I'm sure you are aware, this whole place is staffed by not the Thalmor but prisoners." she said, keeping her eyes on the floor as he pulled off his shirt. It was mostly because of protocol but also she hadn't been around very many men in her life since women were seperated from men in this prison. It didn't make it any less...well...the guards knew about the ones that broke the rules and had them executed the next day. She took the bloodied shirt, sparing a look at him before looking back to his face. "Anything I can get for you sir? you seem injured." She said, noticing the bruises and cuts on him that were still healing from previous scrimages with the Storm Cloaks.
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 1:50:14 GMT -5
" I'm sure you can understand I will not judge you by where you are in life but what you have done in your life time." Looking down onto his bare chest he noticed little scratches and bruises still setting in. " I've had worse... but thank you miss? I don't believe I ever caught your name? Your too pretty to not have a name other than 'prisoner'... He said like the word sound sarcastic like it was vile on his tongue as it was. He was his usual charming self however when things cooled off in his mind, right now he was there in a room with a cute little elf what did he have to loose from trying.
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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 2:13:51 GMT -5
((what a flirt lol))
Neve listened to the Khajiit talk about life here in the Justiciar. Aparently the High Elf in charge, Ravenna, was a monster, a tyrannt worse than the Nords. The Khajiit woman held no love for her, infact she admitted to poisoning her on mulitple occasions but the woman seemed immune to most common poison. Neve thought back on Ravenna's practiced smile and wondered what the woman could possibly want from them. It wasn't often that someone rode up after you killed thei men and asked to give you shelter, something didn't smell right. ~~ The young forest elf kept her eyes on Atrious's face not on his phisique. No matter how much she did miss her own lover back in her home land, she would not put herself on the chopping block for an attractive stranger. "FayƩ..." She respondedly almost dumbly but caught herself quickly and looked back at the ground. "And it is no trouble Atrious. And thank you for not judging me harshly...I wish the High Elves thought the same way." She straightened when her counterpart, a Nord female motioned to the wood elf to let her know the bath was drawn. "Your bath is ready...will you be needing any further assitance?" She asked eyeing training to his face again breifly.
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 2:20:38 GMT -5
When she stated her name he noticed the reluctance there- he got a feeling that she didn't want to be forced he understood that. " No but thank you. I appreciate, My apologize If I came off to bold. That was not my intention." He said in a soft tone, apologizing since he felt he had acted wrong on his usual- she didn't seem the type but he had to try. He went behind the blind, taking off his pants and the like and put it over the visor for them to wash. He stepped into the bath and relaxed, the hot water working wonders on his aching body. yes the scratches burned and such but ti was a good burn.
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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 2:47:36 GMT -5
Faye blinked when he suddenly apologized. Should he be apologizing? It wasn't like he laid a hand on her or something, even if he did would she honestly object to it? She blushed at her own thinking, especially when the Nord girl was giggling up storm. Faye swatted at her before collecting the rest of his clothing and took it to be cleaned, for him being nice, she would provide what she could for him to make his stay comfortable. They returned with some robes of the high elf persuasion and a pair of slipper like shoes, soft on the inside with rabbits fur. ~~~ Neve slipped out of the bath and pulled on the dark robe they offered her that tied in the front. She double tied it and still the thing was loose on her. She missed her tight clothing instantly, feeling almost naked in this big thing. The Khajiit noticed her dilema but laughed lightly at her . "Sorry, masters orders. Ravenna get's jealous when women try to be prettier than her. Hense why she has most of us hide away in these rags." The Khajiit huffed recieving a sympathetic look from Neve. "If it helps any, I don't like her either. But the male I came here with says I should trust her a bit..." The Khajiit gave a snort of laughter. "That's the biggest mistake he will ever make."
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 2:52:19 GMT -5
((Totally not what he said!))
Atrious enjoyed his bath till it started getting cold so he got out and put on the robe and the slippers. He tired it but it was still loose on the top, exposing part of his chest. He didn't mind but it was a bit odd to have it showing. He asked the person there with him," Is there a way I can see my associate before I meet with the elf?"
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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 3:27:33 GMT -5
((I know I was just playing it up to make the line fit better Gosh it's called exaggeration for the sake of writing! jk jk)) Neve gave her a small raise of her brow before fidgetting with the stupid rob again. So this woman was bad news huh? Great, and now they were stuck with her. "Stupid storm..." She huffed right before a knock came at the door and the Khajiit went to answer it. The female elf nodded and motioned for him to follow her. On normal circumstances he wouldn't be allowed to, but Ravenna hadn't said they weren't allowed to. She lead him down the seperate corridor, being passed by female servants that were eyeing him, one girl actually giggling and motioned him over. The nord shot the woman a look before continuing to the door marked with a guest. She knocked on it lightly and saw the Khajiit answer it. "Wants to talk to the one you have. Got a moment?" She asked and the Khajiit looked back. "You have a guest, the man you were traveling with." "Sure whatever." Neve said distractedly as she tried unsucessfully to tighten the robe. She looked up to find Atrious in the door way wearing a similar robe but it was so loose on him the chest was open. She raised a brow at him. "Nice. You look pretty ritsy." She said as she made another knot in the belt.
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 3:34:25 GMT -5
He smirked at the attention he was getting down the hallway, smiling at the women. When he was admitted into the room he smirked at her comment," I feel like a fake... I want my vials back personally and my mages robes...Now before we go see this snake... I wanted to know our battle plan..." He asked as he leaned against the wall looking casual.
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Post by kimcora on Dec 10, 2012 9:23:20 GMT -5
Neve gave him a funny look when he called himself a fake. "Fake? Clothes are clothes and do you really need those vials right now?" She asked since she herself was unarmed even with her bow in hand. The knowledge didn't sit well with Neve who liked to be in control alot more than this. So Atrious suggested they plot, making her feel a bit better. "Battle plan? Well it all depends if you actually plan on hearing this woman out." Neve sat on the bed in the room, her bow lying in its center. As a small comfort she took it in her hands and ran her fingers over the details to sooth her nerves. "Well we're both a bit lacking right now...and there is only one way out of this place. The front gate. And what's worse, we have no way of knowing what we're walking into in that office....we're basically blind here." She said before looking to the door briefly. "I'm curious to what her request is though. It's the first time I've been in a situation like this. Voluntarily but not." She admitted though that hardly made her inept at handling the situation.
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Post by vamperious on Dec 10, 2012 13:58:22 GMT -5
He watched her stroke her bow for comfort or something. " This isn't the first time I've been in a situation as such. This one is more bitchy then most. Perhaps we can ask the staff? I can already tell her is egotistical elf scum." He said in a calm voice as he glanced over at the 'servants' at he door still. "And for my vials- they are like your bow- they bring me comfort...they are expensive too... I hate to leave them...however I need an alchemy table and some of my supplies from the college to fully restore my supplies." He said stating his case that way,how ever clothes weren't clothes to him. Nords and Elves wore very different clothes now a days in Skyrim.
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Post by kimcora on Dec 11, 2012 1:16:52 GMT -5
Neve watched Atrious speak, noticing how collected and calm he was, despite only an hour ago turning into a ruthless warrior. She wasn't used to people being this calm and to be honest it wormed its way to her as well, settling enough of her worry that she stopped touching the bow. "I'm sorry. I didn't think of it that way." She said about his vials before her eyes went to the staff. "So...what does the brunette bitch want with us?" The Nord gave a shrug and the Khajiit shook her head. "I don't know, your guess is as good as mine." Neve frowned and folded her arms across her chest as she thought. "Is there anything unusual we should know?" The Khajiit narrowed her eyes and the Nord gave a light nod. "She's been recieving alot of guests recently...Storm Cloak generals by the looks of it. But who knows what that means." She gave a shrug and the Khajiit looked to Atrious. "And the elf mage you beat the hell out of. He's acting as a foreign body for that college of yours." She told him, not seeing what all he could do with that information. Neve frowned and bit her lower lip, mulling over her thoughts. So this woman was seeing alot of Storm Cloaks huh? But why? Weren't elves enemies of the Storm Cloaks? Especially these Thalmor characters?
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Post by vamperious on Dec 11, 2012 1:41:07 GMT -5
Atrious frowned, that had confirmed his far that he had seen that elf before. " Yes, I know. He is affiliated with the College but the arch mage disagrees with him so we sent him off a few years back...I am sure he has no proper connection to the college threw me." He said defending his precious college. He had seen that idiot a while back but he never paid him no mind. He was hardly worth this attention since he was all words. He looked the Neve," I'm assuming it has to do with the thing that idiot was asking us student's to go and uncover for him."
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Post by kimcora on Dec 11, 2012 2:20:19 GMT -5
((Lol I see you picked up on the character reference...I hated that bastard with a burning passion!)) Neve blinked, not understanding what he was talking about when he said "thing" that needed to be uncovered. "What? What was he looking for?" She asked, leaning forward to listen more. She was curious by nature but tended to be a bit more inclined to listen when a subject interested her. Power interested Neve very much...
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