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"What's wrong? Look like y've seen a ghost." [Hjolrin]
[Prompt]
“For a second, I thought I had,” she murmured, a pained look in her eyes. It took her a second to tear her eyes away from the stranger. He had looked so much like Will her heart had leaped to her throat and now she felt on the verge of crying.
“What were you saying?” Tort asked, finally able to look at the hunter with enough confidence that there weren’t tears in her eyes.
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Tort - Will, Samson, Dalamus.
Let’s play Bed, Wed, Behead [x]
Tortulja winced slightly at the mentioned names.
“Considering Will has already passed... I would behead him. At least I wouldn’t be taking his life,” she said quietly. “Then I would bed Dalamus and wed Samson.”
4, 5, 6, 9, 10.
[Prompt]
((Oh goodness, under a cut!))
11. Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had.
[Prompt]
"I suppose you mean a dream as in while I was sleeping I dreamed, not… a goal of sorts?" Tort clarified before pausing to think. Having rarely remembered her dreams, it was difficult to recall the best dream. Usually, any dream she remembered was mostly unpleasant or downright terrifying. But there were a few…
"When Will was alive… even sometimes after, I… I dreamed about what… could have been with us," she admitted with a sad smile. "…its often worth the sadness when I wake up."
2:Talk about your first kiss.
[Prompt]
"It was… spontaneous," Tort admitted, a small smile on her face. "But genuine. I think it shocked both of us more than either would have liked to admit." The smile faltered slightly, but she managed to keep it on her face with a bit of effort.
"It is one of my more pleasant experiences when it comes to romance and the like."
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You're a bit taken with Liam, right? Why don't you tell him that, before it's too late? Look what happened with Will.
"I am no--" Tortulja cut herself off. The hot flush to her face told more than she could deny. She was about to argue with the mage before it finished speaking, and she was struck mute. She stared in stunned silence at the mage before finally swallowing thickly.
"Will knew how I felt," she managed, struggling to keep her tone even. "Besides, why risk a good relationship with... with silly emotions? Liam wouldn't be interested anyway."
Does Horst bring you solace, in a way? After all, Will was the one who showed you how to raise him, right? So Will hasn't really left. Not entirely. And I think he'd be proud of how much your skills have improved.
Again, the change of Tort's expression is sudden and drastically different from the previous one. She glances over to Horst, resting peacefully in his makeshift cot. She clenches her jaw as tears start to well in her eyes, and for a moment she wonders if she would have preferred dying in the Pit. After all, she would have reunited with Will. Those she cared for wouldn't have to worry over her or deal with her.
With a shake of her head, she dismisses the thoughts. She needed to be there for those she cared for.
"I suppose..." she begins, ready to agree with the mage, but falters as her voice cracks again. She blinks rapidly, trying desperately to clear the tears from her eyes.
Suddenly, a groan emits from behind the woman as undead arms wrap around her, pulling her into a hug. Horst stands behind his master, risen by her subconscious to encircle her in a comforting, safe, embrace.
This motion reminds her so much of Will that the Nord loses her composure, crumbling into herself as grief for her lost friend takes over.
Do you ever think of Will? Wonder what could have been? Do you wonder if he's watching you as you live your life, and do you think he's happy?
The question caught Tortulja off-guard and for a moment all she could do was stare at the mage. Eventually, she cleared her throat and let out a sigh, blinking rapidly to clear her eyes.
"Aye, I still think of him," she admitted, swallowing thickly. "I... sometimes wonder what could have been. What... he could have been, were he still alive." Her voice cracks and she's forced to pause to clear her throat and compose herself.
"...I'm not sure he's watching me... but I do hope he's happy."
