Skyrim- Accepting!

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"Yeah. Not the cleanest water but no water is clean in this city." Katarina said. "I'll see you later sister." She said and left the inn heading to the river down in the Rat way.

[FrostTail]

Phydra nodded a goodbye. "Sithis watch over you." And with that, she pulled out the journal once more

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Katarina walked down the dirty roads of Riften with her hands behind her back. She looked down at the ground as she walked. The Listener was very confused on what was going on. Zach seemed to interested in her but his attention was so easily taken away by Gale. She wondered if she should really blame Gale though for Zach's behavior. She stopped half way to the river in the Rat Way. No, Katarina shouldn't hold Gale responsible for the way Zach acted.

[Anachronism]

A ghost of a smile appeared on Gale's face at the encouragement, but it quickly faded. He sighed deeply, pondering just how he should word this to avoid it being awkward, but his mind drew a blank. His brow furrowed with a pang of sadness, and he looked at the ground again. "We've known each-other for almost 10 years now, yes?" He asked, voice quiet, but the question was rhetorical. Zachariah was the man who found him as a young thief when Gale had tried to steal from a particularly stingy nobleman, as Zach had been after the exact same prize at the time. It was then that he'd been inducted into the Thieves Guild, and soon after, a Nightingale. "And....for a long time, we've been close comrades. But...but for me, i-it goes deeper than that. I always get this...thrill when I steal something; It's euphoric. I didn't think that anything else could have the same effect, but whenever I was with you, I got that feeling." He paused, wanting to say something more but not sure how to put it into words. His shoulders quivered and he flushed, covering his eyes with his hand. "A-And," He stammered, "When the listener, she....kissed you, I....the pain I felt...." His voice trailed off and he couldn't continue. "I'm sorry..." He whispered.

[★ nirvana,]

Zachariah looked at him, smiling slightly whenever his mind traced back to when he and Gale first met. He remembered that day fondly. He'd known the man even longer than he'd known Katarina, but that didn't diminish his feelings for the woman any less.
He blinked slowly as the other man went on speaking, hearing his words but barely comprehending them. They pretty much went in one ear and then out the other, if he was totally honest with himself. And he was beginning to feel sort of dizzy.
"Oh," he breathed out when his friend had finished speaking. His friend was ... he was jealous, then? That was new. He coughed, "Don't be - don't be sorry. I should be the one who's sorry. For not realizing this sooner, and for ... for ... " he trailed off, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried to break it to Gale that he didn't love him back in the easiest way possible. He was about to shatter his friend's heart in a million pieces, and he would hate every second of it. He took a deep breath, and then started over. "I'm sorry, Gale. I don't love you."
He sighed, kicking away a rock with his foot. "I'm sorry, I-I ... you don't know how much I hate saying this to you. I wish I could ... could ... make it up to you, something, I don't know?" he said, wanting so badly to choke back his words and pretend he hadn't heard what Gale said, or feign ignorance. "I'm sorry. We can be - you're my best friend, Gale. Always will be. But I know that's not enough for you now, is it?" he frowned, looking down and running a hand through his blonde hair. Was it just him, or was the room getting a little musty? He began finding it harder and harder to breathe.
"I'm sorry," he murmured woefully, and promptly passed out. Perhaps he'd had a little too much mead than he could handle, or perhaps he just didn't handle stress well. Either way, he wouldn't blame his friend if he decided just to leave him there in the Ratway.

(Changed my username, haha.)

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As Katarina continued down along the river by the Rat Way, look for a spot to wash her hair of her blood from earlier. She heard voices..... the first one was hard to make out but she knew the second one. That was Zach's voice. All she could get was "Gale....... I....love you...." Was all she heard.

Drama *evil laugh*))

[Anachronism]

(Oh snap! )

The gentleness in which Zachariah tried to let him down easy didn't offer much comfort to him. He'd half expected Zachariah to damn him to oblivion and simply leave, but that wasn't like the man and Gale knew better. His delusions on how this was supposed to happen in this confrontation weren't at all accurate, but it had served to scare him into keeping quiet until now. Now he was in a panic, terrified that he wouldn't even be able to look at his friend without someone thinking it was laden with double meaning. The tight feeling in his chest only grew, and his shoulders slowly dropped; he looked more like the small-time burglar that Zach had first encountered rather than the master thief he was today. Someone who barely knew what was going on but found themselves in quite a mess? Sounded rather a lot like himself right now. He let out a saddened chuckle; hushed, and with an undertone of pain. He might take his leave for a few days after this; to say he was disappointed would be an understatement.
"W-why are you apologizing?" He whispered, "I've gone and made things needlessly complicated." Gale buried his face in both hands briefly, wiping the wetness from his cheeks.
"Nocturnal's grace, I'm the one who--" He saw Zachariah start to sway, a minute movement, but he looked up with a startled expression, concern and sadness mixing until the former won out. "Z-Zach...?" He questioned, seeing the man teeter for a moment, before collapsing with a awfully loud thud, making him wince. That must've hurt! Was it a dart dipped with sleeping agent? Or had someone slipped something into Zachariah's mead back at the tavern? Gale dove to Zachariah's side, panicked, feeling for a pulse.
"Zachariah!" He said, shaking him insistently, one hand behind his head, trying to support it. He received no answer.
No. No, was he hurt?! Please, don't let him be hurt!
"Delvin!" Gale cried at the door, distraught, and the guild member barged in.
"What in the name of..." Delvin sputtered, looking over the scene with a confused squint.
"Help me!" Gale said rather impatiently, and the thief helped him transport Zachariah to his private quarters, clearly wanting to ask questions but smart enough not to pry. "I...I have to find the listener." Gale said, trying to compose himself, but worry still in his voice as he looked over Zachariah.

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Katarina felt her heart breaking as she turned and walked away swiftly. She wouldn't cry, she could let herself cry. "So all that time was just a lie..." She said she walked.

[FrostTail]

(( anyone open))

[★ nirvana,]

(Yeah, I'm gonna make a new character in a few. Also, I'm going to wait a few more posts until Zach returns to the land of the living. :P)