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[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Oh, where to start.../ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi was thankful as the quiet began to set in, happy that she didn't need to talk at the moment. She was at such at a loss for words with such intense feelings surging through her body, and for some reason, that made her want to keep silent. Kinair had never been in such a situation, and decided to try and roll with it instead of fighting it back, or anything of the sort. Conavin's arms were warm and firm, holding her in a very stable and reliable manner. She kept her head staring at the floor, accidentally letting a small purr escape her throat. Thankfully, Conavin spoke to her soon after, so he would hopefully not notice her slip-up. As he talked and set her down, she couldn't help wishing that she would be back in his arms. "It sounds like a easy battle." Raavi blurted out, knowing that she needed to respond. "If we stay quiet, I might be able to kill them from here. My bow and arrows do a lot of damage, especially when my enemies don't see it coming." The Nightingale drew out her bow, preparing to get an arrow out as well. "But, what do you think?" she asked, her voice still in a whisper.

[Durnehviir]

Shade \\ F \\ 23 \\ Dark elf \\ Tags: Linneic
The dark elf jerked slightly as he awoke all of a sudden. She looked up to the white haired man a sighed softly. "If someone would tell anyone, the bloodline would be lost." Shade stated quietly before looking down at her hands and piling them away from his chest. A deep crimson blush came up to her cheeks as she looked away. "They are not too bad once when you get used to them. A kneels fleged wolf will have horrible, and odd nightmares in their first week. After that it gets easier. You learn to control them in a way." The dark elf said quietly before she looked back up to the male. Her dark red eyes staring softly at him.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the savior

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"You can try, but stay back just in case." Conavin warned, stepping away so the Nightingale could get a clear shot. He was feeling worse and worse about her injury, but didn't know how to voice his feelings so he kept silent. There was also some other feeling rushing through his veins that made it extremely hard to focus on anything besides Raavi. He wished that he could his leave his emotions, and Riften behind but he needed money and the Thieves Guild seemed like his best option. He cleared his thoughts and took a few more steps away from Kinair, doing his best to not look at her.

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Oh, where to start.../ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi nodded to Conavin's words, finding it hard to turn her head back to the enemies. His face seemed to get more and more handsome as she kept on staring into it, making it difficult to look away. She shook her had softly, persistently, forcing her head to unwillingly focus on the two remaining bandits. She was not happy about looking away, but it was for the best at this time. She quietly shuffled a little farther back away from the door, barely making a noise. She got a ebony arrow and placed it on the string, drawing it back and aiming carefully. With one tension-filled, long moment of calculations, Raavi let the arrow go. She prayed to the nine divines that it would hit true and well. She also prayed something else, something that she didn't want to admit. It was a selfish, self-centred request, but she couldn't help the thought as it escaped her head and went into her beg for good aim. There was nothing Kinair could do as the thought now rang, clear and crisp, right in her head.
I wish that Conavin will like back.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the

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Conavin heard a man cry out in pain and another start swearing. Brueric conjured a sword and stepped towards the man, blocking Raavi from harm. He wasn't sure why he was so protective of her, it was obvious she could handle herself. Either way he had made himself known so he would have to fight the man. The man looked away from his fallen comrade just in time to see Conavin bring his sword down towards his neck. Conavin stepped away from the two bodies, his sword vanishing. He walked over to Kinair, the warmth in his eyes clashing with his cold tone. "Do you want me to carry you?"

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Oh, where to start.../ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi tilted her head at Conavin, examining his facial expression. It was so confusing at this moment, and she just had to stop and study what was going on before answering.
His eyes were clashing with compassion and composure, each battling for dominance in his sparkling, dark green eyes. His smile was twisted in seriousness and sincerity, each taking over another part of his face. It was as if Conavin wanted to be two things at once, yet couldn't agree with one of the feelings he wanted. Raavi didn't understand at this time what that other emotion was. She put her bow back and unsheathed her claws, latching her hands onto the brick and dirt around her. "I think I can make it to the General Store..." Kinair said, putting all of her weight on one leg and forcing herself up. She quickly changed her hands position and moved them higher up, allowing her to stand with the support of the wall. "I think I can if I use my bow as a cane. Otherwise, I don't think my ankle will be able to hold it's own weight." she stated, still feeling woozy and red-faced.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the baffling

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Conavin wondered why Raavi had given him a strange look. He looked down at his clothing, checking to see if anything was on it. He looked back up Kinair, his green eyes twinkling with confusion. She finally started to talk so he wasn't stuck trying to figure out if he had something on his face. He frowned at the Nightingale's words. "You didn't answer my question." Brueric sighed, almost hurt by her answer. He leaned against the wall, his eyes and face finally working with each other to look as cold as he could manage. "A bow doesn't make a good cane no matter how well made it is."

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Oh, where to start.../ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

"You have a very valid point." Raavi confessed, sighing. She was very upset at herself for needing so much help, but it's not like she could just slap her ankle and then the pain would go away. Sadly, that's not how things worked. Kinair didn't want to cause Conavin any more trouble, especially since he had already helped her so much. And, what will happen to his reputation if people see him carrying me around town? I don't want to be selfish and cost him his first impression in town... This hadn't been the worse injury she had, breaking her shin had took the cake on that. One day, she underestimated how far away the ground was when she was climbing a cliff. And, while she did get down faster, it cost her not a arm, but a leg. If only it didn't sting so much when the Nightingale put weight on it, she would be able to bear with it easier. "I-It'll be fine." she waved a hand in the air, setting her hurt foot on the ground. Raavi gradually put more of her weight on it, more pain coming to her as the weight increased. She resisted the urge to show any sign of her displeasure, her eyes being the only thing to show any sign of pain. "Yeah," she huffed, trying to sound casual. "It'll be fine, Conavin." Kinair smiled softly, her cheeks still a little red.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the baffling

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Conavin raised one eyebrow, not trying to hide his disbelief. He shrugged, not bothering to argue with her. If she wanted to make her injury worse then that was her fault. He looked at Raavi for a moment, seeing the pain in her eyes. He would've let her deal with it on her own since she seemed reluctant to accept his help but he felt bad for not helping. He sighed, frustrated with his emotions and Kinair's actions. 'You are a terrible liar." he stated in a matter of fact tone. He moved closer to her, then spoke again. "I am only going to ask you one time. Do you want to be a stubborn idiot and further aggravate the wound or accept my help?"

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Oh, where to start.../ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi listened to Conavin's harsh tone knowing she deserved it. She knew she was acting stupid over a silly bleeding ankle, and hated that she was making such a fuss. If only she had been more cautious earlier. The Nightingale pressed her ears to her head, upset that her actions had caused Conavin some distress. He seemed to care, but was also getting agitated and impatient since she wasn't being blunt and straight to the point. Raavi took a deep breath in, shutting her eyes for one brief moment and then opening them right away. "If I could just lean on your shoulder..." she trailed, leaning onto the wall and trying to keep both of her feet on the ground stably. "That would be great, Conavin." Raavi confessed.