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Skip grabs the hand still holding the boots, grasping it gently.”But didn’t ya say I was yer prince?” He pushes her hair out of the way as he gets closer.

“Don’t ya love me forever?”

“Psh-,” she stops short as he get close and she swallows, looking away; lips in a small pout that for once wasn’t fake. Blinking, she opens her mouth to speak but fights to find the right words that wouldn’t make her look like a major sap; distracted by his closeness.

“I-” she stops short and clears her throat, trying to put more strength behind her words as she looks up at him, “I-I do but you should definitely buy me these boots, otherwise I might rethink my- uh love for you,” she tries to sound sure of herself but this whole encounter has her shaken and it’s hard for her to be her usual sassy self.

Skip snickers and backs away from her completely. Grabbing the boots he heads for the owner of the store to pay with a wink thrown her way.

“Be right back, princess. And by the way I don’t think ya can rethink a forever type of love.”

“No awesome swords!? Or or….Magic books or sumthin’?”

Skip didn’t really understand. An adventurer should have seen shiney gold necklaces with gems hanging off the old corpses of kings…Or something like that. He had only been to ruins a couple of times so he really didn’t know what would be found often in them.

His Orc friend shrugs…He didn’t really know what could be found either.

“No? Or, none that I saw?” She looked at him, curious. “Why?” She herself didn’t really care if she found things like that. She just liked exploring.

The other man who had kept to himself mostly during this conversation steps up.

“When you think about it most things like that might already long so maybe exploring those places is just a way to entertain yourself.” Tilting his head to the side he fiddles with the mask a little before continuing.” Just walking through those old hallways must be simply amazing.”

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“Hmmmm…I’m meeting a lot of new people lately…Is this a sign or sumthin’?”

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The long haired Breton grins at the sight of a new face and reaches up to pull at his masked friends face in attempt to make him smile. “Hello hello! Always nice ta meet a new face!” The masked man makes no attempt to pull away instead giving a annoyed look as his lips start to hurt.

A Orc walks up behind them and smiles at the Bosmer then leans in to speak to the masked man.

“Bird boy….Ya shouldn’t let him push ya around all the time.”

Talvari coughed to stifle a laugh as the strange group came into his view. A Breton, an Orc, and a bird? With a grin he walked up to them. This was going to be interesting.

The Breton was the first and only to say anything. Talvari grinned and nodded. “Hello there stranger. It is, isn’t it? And i’m lucky enough to meet three!”

He swore he could hear the Orc mutter something.

Grin in place he takes his finger off his friends mouth and wipes and spit on the masked mans shirt.

“My names Skip! And these unhappy fellows are my friends!”

The masked man rubs the side of his mouth feeling a dull numbness from having it jerked up into a smile by Skip.

“I don’t really have a name…Uh…You can call me what you wish.”

The Orc nods his head at the stranger.

“My name is Kurz…”

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“No awesome swords!? Or or….Magic books or sumthin’?”

Skip didn’t really understand. An adventurer should have seen shiney gold necklaces with gems hanging off the old corpses of kings…Or something like that. He had only been to ruins a couple of times so he really didn’t know what would be found often in them.

His Orc friend shrugs…He didn’t really know what could be found either.

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themysteriousthief:

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He is laughing so hard he does indeed let go, only to clutch his stomach because he is laughing too hard. “You’ll- you’ll do somethin’?? Pftaahaha” This was just too much. She is holding a boot in the air with her face more red then he had ever seen and telling him she will do ‘something’. Wotever the fock that meant. Wiping a tear from his eye Skip looks back at her still red face.

“I ain’t never seen ya so embarrassed! It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!”

She frowns and crosses her arms, boots still in her grasp, her mouth in a thin line. Glancing around at the few shoppers in the store, she releases a sigh of relief to see that none of them had noticed her and the dumbass’ conversation. Swallowing, she straightens her shoulders and lifts her chin up in an attempt to redeem some of her dignity, eyes turned away from him as her cheeks continue to flush, “Whatever. Are you going to buy me these or am I going to have to ask some other, more kind, gentleman too?”

Skip grabs the hand still holding the boots, grasping it gently.”But didn’t ya say I was yer prince?” He pushes her hair out of the way as he gets closer.

“Don’t ya love me forever?”

Send me a ✖ if your muse wouldn’t mind a kiss from mine.

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“Ooooooh,” The smaller Breton said with a grin.”I thought ya were…

Skips eyes seems to sparkle. “Like gold and rare items!?”

Kurz did seem a bit interested in the things she found. Being mostly in Solitude it was hard for him to get out and explore the landscape. “Spellbooks or undead kings?”

themysteriousthief:

saoirsewhelan:

“Insults don’t make me very happy ya know….”

He doesn’t let go of her but moves his hands down to her cheeks to squeeze them every now and then as he talked.

“Do ya know how many dudes are on that ship!? Lots! Way too many dicks around for a women lover like me!” He keeps his voice down so not to draw more attention to them and their somewhat comedic ‘fight’. ” I come back and my favorite girl is gushing over boots and such….Makes a man feel very unwanted ya know!? At least give me some questions about wot I was doing or hey how ya feelin’.” Skip breaths out a little harshly after not taking a break from talking.

He realizes how freakin’ cute her face is however and chuckles a bit while he pushes her blushing cheeks together again with his fingers…Then it’s just full blown laughing.

“Oh sh-shite! Do ya even…Even know how yer face looks right now!? Pfffftftftfffftttt. I was angry but now yer face is just too cute a-and I can’t st-stop laughing!”

Her black eyes narrow, humiliation swirling in their depths as she struggles to get his hands off of her flaming cheeks. Her lips pucker out under his hands and she fights to frown, the action harder than usual with his hands in her way and ends up sticking them out even more, a weird look crossing her features. Giving up the frowning idea, she thinks of a way to get him to drop his hands as he continues his frantic speech.

Deciding that the only way to get him to let go was to physically hurt him, Thea grabs one of Skip’s wrists and prepares to squeeze right where a painful pressure point is but something stops her as she finally catches up with what he was saying. She pauses, her eyes wide as she stares up at him, blinking, “I’m your favorite…?” her words are muffled and she looks away, even more embarrassed than before as her ears heat up.

A frustrated sound escapes her as he calls her cute and she pushes on his chest, forgetting about the favorite comment. Glaring at him, she grabs the nearest thing; which happened to be the boots she wanted, and starts to hit him with it, punctuating each word with a hit, “You idiot! That’s why I wanted to buy you lunch! Let go! I mean it Skip, if you don’t let me go right now… I’ll… I’ll do something!” a determined look crosses her features and she continues to glare at him, the hand holding the boots raised threateningly in the air.

He is laughing so hard he does indeed let go, only to clutch his stomach because he is laughing too hard. “You’ll- you’ll do somethin’?? Pftaahaha” This was just too much. She is holding a boot in the air with her face more red then he had ever seen and telling him she will do ‘something’. Wotever the fock that meant. Wiping a tear from his eye Skip looks back at her still red face.

“I ain’t never seen ya so embarrassed! It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!”