Life In The Trees

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Ciara paced back toward the desk, “You never made me feel that way.”  She spoke softly, “You made me feel free.  Like I was worth more than just what I could do for him.  Even if doing for him meant giving you my body.  I was supposed to use ‘any means necessary’ to get you into his army.”  She stopped when she got to his desk, “I couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to.”  She looked down at the floor, “I was planning on running away that night.”

"Good, I’m glad." It was a slight reassurance to know that he had made her feel welcome on board, he had tried especially knowing what Kallisto was like with her, it was only fair to make sure she had someone looking out for her. "Well you are, nobody deserves that not matter what they had done for them. Just because he saved your life does not mean that you should have to pay in return with your own, it doesn’t work like that." Well not in Aviks book, but people thrived off power and control and he would never understand why. "I figured out exactly what he was doing and I was not playing his little game, the man could have just come to me and spoken about it and I may have considered his proposal, but he went behind my back and used you to get to me in order to sway me, it was not one. I am glad he has gone and that you are now your own person Ciara.”

Ciara leaned on the desk, facing him, "I am my own person, and I would like nothing more than to be the healer on the ship.  But not if it means we can't talk like this."  She spoke softly, "I like you.  I like our conversations.  I like that you don't see me as merely a possession."  She straightened up, "We are a lot alike.  Neither of us wants to let anyone in because we don't want to be hurt."

"Ew? More like accurate! Seriously those things are sweet and addictive… like skooma… so there’s that… so yeah."

"Dammit Vincent.  You have no clue what ‘those things’ taste like."  

"Okay two things, first we could change that. Second honey is sweet and bees like honey, and they’re called boo-bees, third there’s no way they can’t be sweet. Oh crap that was three things… whatever. My first point is the strongest so yeah if you know ever wanted to whatever…"

Ciara just groans.  "Gods Vincent.  Do those lines ever work for you?"

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Ciara paced back toward the desk, "You never made me feel that way."  She spoke softly, "You made me feel free.  Like I was worth more than just what I could do for him.  Even if doing for him meant giving you my body.  I was supposed to use 'any means necessary' to get you into his army."  She stopped when she got to his desk, "I couldn't do it. I didn't want to."  She looked down at the floor, "I was planning on running away that night."

"Ew? More like accurate! Seriously those things are sweet and addictive… like skooma… so there’s that… so yeah."

"Dammit Vincent.  You have no clue what 'those things' taste like."  

Your muse walks in on mine undressing. How does yours react?

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Ciara smiled, “Well I’ll need a sunny place and a place that’s kind of dark and damp.”  She looked at him, “But I don’t want to put you out, Avik.  I know space is at a premium on a boat and you could better use the space for…um.. cargo.  Yes.   Cargo.”  She looked over at him, then looked down at her hands which were folded in her lap, “There’s really nothing keeping me here.”

"My ship is plenty big enough, I’m sure we can find something adequate for you. Ciara, you never put me out, I would like for you to be part of the crew." The fondly smile evolved into a smirk, full of mischief. "Anyway you know I am incapable of looking after myself, look at the first time we met, I need you here to make sure I don’t fall." He was in no way forcing her to do anything he just wanted her to realize that he wished for her to be aboard, he cared about her and after Ava he wished to make she did not fall to the same fate. "If you would like, you could have a wander round the ship and pick which place would be most suitable. In the end you know what would be best for your plants."

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Ciara looked at him then blinked, “Oh.. um.. well..I don’t know.  What about my plants?”  She frowned not because she didn’t want the job but because she wasn’t sure how she could do it on a ship.  With no plants for weeks at a time she’d need to grow her own and she wasn’t sure if that was even possible.  ”It’s not that I don’t want to take the job.  I just don’t see where I’ll be able to keep suppies unless I’m able to grow my own.  Is there a place for that?”  She looked at him hopefully.

Well that was not what he was expecting, animals sure but plants. He supposed it was understandable with her new skill. He had never thought of an alchemy lab on the ship, but it could work. “If you tell me what you need I’m sure I can make the space. So to answer your question, yes there is place. A separate room for you to work in, and of course your own private room. If you need anything else all you have to do is ask and I will see what I can do.”

Ciara smiled, "Well I'll need a sunny place and a place that's kind of dark and damp."  She looked at him, "But I don't want to put you out, Avik.  I know space is at a premium on a boat and you could better use the space for...um.. cargo.  Yes.   Cargo."  She looked over at him, then looked down at her hands which were folded in her lap, "There's really nothing keeping me here."

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Ciara watched him intently as he spoke, “I told you about the potions and elixirs I’ve been making and that I’ve learned the fine art of healing magic.  I tend to wander mostly. Selling what I make and healing where I can.  I don’t make much gold, but I get by.  I..” she shrugged, “Haven’t really settled anywhere.  It seems when I find a place I’d like to be something happens and it becomes unsafe for me to be there.”  She looked at him, “So I keep moving.  I often wonder how much of that has to do with Kallisto.  We didn’t part on such good terms, as you know.”

"Hmm." He had never trusted the man, not once. He knew that he was only looking out for himself, it didn’t matter who he took down a long the way he was glad to have had the sudden call back home, ending their voyage early. Perhaps it was for the best that he had left, without it Ciara would not have been in the position she was now, it had obviously helped her some. "It is a great skill to hone, it is very sort after. Ciara, how would feel if I asked you to work for me? On the ship? As you can tell I am not the best person to tend to wounds, I often let them be which explains the copious amount of scars I have. We could do with someone like you aboard, if you are willing that is, the offer is there?"

Ciara looked at him then blinked, "Oh.. um.. well..I don't know.  What about my plants?"  She frowned not because she didn't want the job but because she wasn't sure how she could do it on a ship.  With no plants for weeks at a time she'd need to grow her own and she wasn't sure if that was even possible.  "It's not that I don't want to take the job.  I just don't see where I'll be able to keep suppies unless I'm able to grow my own.  Is there a place for that?"  She looked at him hopefully.

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"Indeed I do." He was never called on for family matters very often, he may have followed in his Fathers footsteps however the direction in which he went in was not one his family appreciated. "Did I tell you about my brother? He’s my twin and I also have three sisters back at home. I have been with them for a few months, trying to sort some matters out that took far longer than they should have. We differ from each other my brother and I, he is a priest and I am far from a holy man, we do not see eye to eye." Their disagreement had lasts months and he was not at liberty to leave until it was resolved. "I was denied the sea for a long time, it is safe to say I would not like to be on land I have had quite enough of it for the time being. But yes my adventures have been a little less adventurous recently.." He slide back into his chair, kicking his feet up on to the desk. "Yes, we are back in Skyrim, I don’t know how long for but by the looks of it I have a fair few clients wishing for my services so it looks like I will be kept occupied. What about you Ciara, what are you doing with yourself?"

Ciara watched him intently as he spoke, "I told you about the potions and elixirs I've been making and that I've learned the fine art of healing magic.  I tend to wander mostly. Selling what I make and healing where I can.  I don't make much gold, but I get by.  I.." she shrugged, "Haven't really settled anywhere.  It seems when I find a place I'd like to be something happens and it becomes unsafe for me to be there."  She looked at him, "So I keep moving.  I often wonder how much of that has to do with Kallisto.  We didn't part on such good terms, as you know."

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Ciara smiled and moved back to her chair, "We can do that." Ciara spoke softly, "And you still have to tell me about your travels, please."  She looked around the room.  The only time she'd been in here before was when she'd just been rescued from the slave market.  She shuddered.  It hadn't really been all that long ago, but it seemed like a lifetime ago.  She leaned back in the chair and tucked her feet under her.  "Are you going to be here a while?"

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