#bastardvvolf

@bastardvvolf​ said : “I have no reason to reason with you.” (From my dumb son, to the constable himself. )

caaldic     &     elethea     1  /  ?

                    JACK KNEW OF the werewolf curse on the companions, and he understood, to an extent, what it meant to them. words could only portray to him so much the cost of devouring blood and hearts for the primal power it would apparently grant them, and honestly he had only his imagination to lend towards the transformation itself. at least until a particularly violent run-in while in caal's company. his imagination didn't QUITE do it justice. though the sight and sounds of it were ------- in a word ------ terrifying, jack felt all the more concerned when he finished off the last assailant on his end and turned to find caal nowhere in sight.

bastardvvolf said: “Stop struggling, I’m trying to help you!”

STARTLED    WITH    PLAGUED    DREAMS,    the    𝙡𝙮𝙘𝙖𝙣    𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧    had    woke    back    into    the    hostile    environment    he    had    been    left    chained    into.    the    presence    was    unfamiliar,    the    scent    unknown    and    yet    𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍    felt    his    instincts    kick    in    as    he    began    to    violently    struggle    against    the    silver    bonds.    

the    moon    had    been    veiled    by    the    thickness    of    clouds    for    days    which    had    prevented    his    body    to    regenerate    from    bruises    and    cuts,    rendering    him    too    weak    to    break    away.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍    did    stop    at    the    stranger’s    request    but    refused    to    let    his    guard    go    astray.    ❝    who    are    you?    ❞    his    voice    was    hoarse    from    the    lack    of    water    and    use    but    it    still    managed    through    his    dry    throat.

It was the creaking of the bed and the presence of someone sitting next to her that awoke her. With a start her heart raced as she sat up. Fear turned to concern as she saw caaldic’s condition. He looked feverish, sweat covered him as she placed a hand on his bare shoulder. His skin was burning! “Are you okay?”

No, he was not. But he gave her a strained smile. Pushing the furs off her legs, she draped them over the edge as his hand rested on hers. His skin was pale, eyes red and he looked like he was in pain. His words of reinsurance did not settle her doubts. “No, you are not.” Gentle she slid her hand out from under his, rising from the bed as she limped her way to her cabinet. Bottles clicked together as she rifled through potions. Trying to find the right one or to at least make him more comfortable.

Dressed only in her shaft, hair messy and face exposed for only him to see. Not realizing how under dressed she was. Where was it? It was right here? Wait, bucket first. It might be on the table. Abandoning her search for the moment, she moved towards a bucket and moved it towards him if his belly couldn’t hold supper down. Not seeing the potion she wanted when she took a glance at the table. She would just have to give him something as she moved towards the cabinet again.

“Lay down, now is not the time to be stubborn.” She had offered the bed easier that night as any host would. But he insisted he would sleep on the floor. after a moment or two search, she found the weak elixir. “It won’t take good but you need to drink it all.”

She would have to brew it, at least she had the ingredients.  

@bastardvvolf​ said : ‘ KISSES ’ FOR ELETHEA KISSES MEME / ACCEPTING # generated - 02. a rough kiss .

HE  ACTS  LIKE  HE’S  IMMORTAL  AND  IT’S  GOING  TO  DRIVE  HER  INSANE,  SOMEDAY.  a  quick  once  over  and  a  glance  at  his  infuriating  smirk  is  enough  to  convince  her  that  he’ll  live.  it  earns  him,  perhaps,  another  bruise,  as  her  fist  collides  with  his  shoulder.     “     gods  preserve  me,  caal,  you  could  have--  that  was  beyond  stupid,  they  almost  had--     ”     frustration  swallows  her  words,  overwhelmed  by  relief  that  he  was,  in  fact,  in  one  piece,  despite  the  best  efforts  of  the  forsworn  now  littering  the  ground.  before  she  knows  it  her  fingers  are  digging  into  the  leather  of  his  gambeson     &     crashing  their  lips  together.

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                     OF THE MANY groups jack had come across in his time running from town to town in skyrim, he had to say the COMPANIONS were particularly interesting. insomuch that they were strange to him; a FIRST encounter of their kind. yes he had run across many mercenary groups and more bandits than he could ever count, but none of them seemed quite so . . . familial as the companions did with each other. admittedly it did put him in an odd place of mind, feeling somehow lesser for being among them and out of place having never known such a bond himself.

                     despite his feelings he stayed among their ranks, rather eagerly though he wouldn't care to admit it. even though he had been sent on a number of missions and errands similar to the ones they had given him, he felt more a sense of purpose to them. of course he'd never say this aloud, as it would sound ridiculous; being the DRAGONBORN and all. at the very least he was glad for the company, one of their own, to be at his side deep under ground in the caverns of yet another tomb.