Skyrim- Accepting!

[FrostTail]

(( shuffles I didn't realize homeschooling was cool now XD ))

[★ nirvana,]

Gwyneth smiled. "Phydra. That has a nice ring to it," she said, repeating the words a few more times, quietly enough so no one would hear her, almost as if she was trying the name out on her tongue. It was a unique name, certainly. "Ah, yes. I have been on many adventures - matter of fact, I'm a Companion," she said, proudly enough that she could almost be considered to be boasting about the faction she was apart of. "I assume you have as well?" she guessed, looking over the other woman. She didn't appear to be as scrawny as most civilians she had come across.


Zachariah's eyelids fluttered open. He blinked several times, trying to gain awareness of his surroundings. When he did, he slowly sat up, rubbing his head. "Damn ... " he complained, then looked up, only just noticing Gale and Katarina. He narrowed his eyes, then sighed, flopping back down in his bed. "What happened?" he asked, throwing one arm over his eyes to shield his gaze, as the bright lights in the room were only making his headache even worse than it already was. This was the single worst hangover he'd ever had, if it could even be considered a hangover, and not something worse.
He couldn't fully remember anything that happened, other than just bits and pieces of the conversation that he had with Gale, as well as the kiss he had shared with Katarina.

[InfectedHau]

(Oh, yeah, I was homeschooled for a bit. It was nice, I didn't have to worry about homework or due dates or anything like that.)
"Oh, don't mind him," Za'ji said to 'Gam-Tei'. She wondered how it was he got tangled up in the Penitus occulatus with a name like that, last she heard they were pretty much imperial-exclusive. Maybe they had started expanding their net. "He's a lovely person, but he's terribly protective of me. So, if the Brotherhood has returned, what will you do about it?"

[FrostTail]

Phydra looked down at herself, her arms for a moment as if to notice herself. Yes, her arms were not the exact example of a lady, muscles through bow work. All fat was replaced with muscle, and scars danced across her face and body. It was hard to avoid, the fact she had been in too many fights to count and had ventured across skyrim, even Tamriel, wasn't hard to point out. "Yes, in fact, I have. I cant seem to stay in one place for too long, I suppose." She chuckled, taking a sip of her mead. "A companion? Down in Whiterun? That's an awfully far journey." The bosmer respected the companions. They were loyal to eachother and although not leaded they stuck together. She could see the flame of pride in the girl that companions often carried.

[xXMoved AccountXx]

Hey I'm homeschooled too!))

Katarina was confused about the whole thing. "I don't understand any of this...." She said with a sigh.

Za'zah watched from a distance. He didn't want to lose Za'ji. He wanted to be with her, not matter how long that may take.

WB badly))

[Anachronism]

Gale blinked. Did he truly not remember? He drank the entire bottle. Black Briar Reserve'll knock you flat, stupid. He thought to himself, leaving Katarina's side to sit down on a chair near the bed. "You passed out in the Warrens, Zach. Right in front of me." Gale explained, examining the man's condition. Feeling guilty, he felt that he needed to explain himself further. "Couldn't catch you in time, I'm sorry. You hit your head on the stone." He winced slightly in remembrance. Pausing for a moment to look at all the supplies Delvin had gathered on the nightstand. He almost snorted, as most of it was rubbish that would obviously not help. A few sticks, a potion of stamina, papers torn out of a book about Stormcloak propaganda, and Brynjolf's own contribution to this stunning supply: a Falmer-Blood elixir, or, in other words, dirt and water mixed together as a scam. He sighed, wondering if his nursing skill would be any better. "Is it...too bright?" He asked, glancing around the torch and candle-filled room.

[★ nirvana,]

"... Oh." Zachariah said, still slightly confused. Tentatively, he reached up to touch the top of his head, and when he pulled back, he saw blood smeared on the tips of his fingers. He sighed, dropping his hand. "Why were we in the Warrens? I don't ... " he trailed off, suddenly starting to retch. He leaned over, vomiting off the side of the bed. "That's ... That's disgusting," he muttered under his breath when he finished dry heaving, not even hearing Gale's question about the lights. He decided, right then and there, that he was never going to go near another bottle of mead again.

Gwyneth shrugged in response. "Doesn't bother me how far it is. I've been all across Skyrim and the Summerset Isles. I've even been to the Soul Cairn," she said, a bit too focused on the conversation being the Argonian - named "Gam-Tei," apparently - and Khajiit's conversation. "What are they talking about? Has the Brotherhood made a comeback?" she asked, gazing at Phydra intently.

[xXMoved AccountXx]

Katarina sat on the bed next to Zach and rubbed his back. She had forgotten all about her hair, it still had traces of her blood in it. Katarina looked at Zach with concerned eyes.

[FrostTail]

Phydra blinked in thought for only a moment, turning towards them and back. "I believe so. Did you hear? There's been a murder." She turned to the companion, face entangled in that of which the innocent use when gossiping a murder. Her impeccable skills at portraying innocence was one of the reasons why she hadn't found herself a cozy prison cell to wallow in for the rest of her days, also why she stood in one piece now. For a silent one, the bosmer was skilled in conversation.

(( *cant think of anything to add to make response longer*
*talks more about character* ))

[Anachronism]

Paling a little bit as Zachariah retched up the overpriced mead over the side of the bed, he'd have to tell someone to come in to mop it up later. Gale chewed his lip worriedly, patting his pockets for a moment before he found what he was looking for. It was a waterskin made from an unknown leather, something he'd had for a while now. If was filled with relatively fresh water, much better than any of the murky filth Riften had to offer. Clearing his throat and extending it to Zachariah, he tried to smile slightly, but he, too, was worried. "Here. You... need it more than I do." He gently pushed the container into Zachariah's hand, before searching around for anything to use as a bandage. Zachariah was bleeding, and as a vampire, that was never good. Knowing this, Gale figured he should try to bandage him up, something Delvin should have done but for some reason didn't.