Feb 14, 2018
my wife ( @illrede ) has drawn my other wife pls look at how beautiful she is ;u;
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my wife ( @illrede ) has drawn my other wife pls look at how beautiful she is ;u;
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“ Wow--- So, I assume it’s been a while since your last meal, then? ” A finger taps at her jawline. “ You got a little... Um.. ”
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“ Hey, Imric! ”
did u hear what karen did this evening Oh My God 💅👀
“ Tell me it over tea. ”
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“You’re Valvossa’s friend, are you not?” That’s how she knows them -- but, barely. Theirs is neither a name, nor a face she is costumed to, and to say that they were Val’s ‘friend’ was disingenuous to Valvossa herself. Did she really have friends? Given her situation in the guild, was the fellow Dunmer capable of creating bonds with anyone else?
Karliah folded her arms in front of her, indigo eyes trailing over the pale creature to survey their damage; to look through them, to assess what a simple glance alone could not. “...You probably shouldn’t be here.”
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Lie still. Dawn is still far away.
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“I don’t-- want to lay in a ruin all night,” she hisses through bloodied, grit teeth, brows furrowed down and eyes narrowed.
She lays halfway in Imric’s lap, the upper half of her armor removed along with her gauntlets and her helmet and laid aside, a hand clutching her bandages side.
The ash-ridden body of a Dragon Priest lays not even a few meters away. While Imric remains untouched, for the most part, Valvossa had the unfortunate pleasure of having a Frost Atronach ram its arm partway through her side. To say she’s in bad shape, at the moment, is the smallest of understatements.
“I can-- I-- We can still make it to the Nightgate. Let me-- get up.”
“I feel like a girl from a crudely written romance novel,” she comments, twining a strand of his hair around her finger, the dim light of the dying candles reflecting off of the color.
In truth, it isn’t really the same. If she were truly one of those girls, she would have long since fled alongside her own shrill screaming. Thankfully, she isn’t one of those girls. How boring.
“Except--” Her hands withdraw, settling upon his shoulders. “--I think the men in the books look less...” A wry grin twists up her lips, one of her fingers tapping his nose. “..that. You know what I mean.”
She is referring to the fact that most of those womens’ vampire boyfriends weren’t actually these terrifying bat-mutant looking monsters, especially not ones with jaws that unhinge from how big the teeth are.
“Not that I mind.”
{{ ♚ Illrede ♚ }}
“You... there is something about you.. Speak. Or leave me be.”