RaccoonismJul 21, 2015Jul 21, 2015 at 12:43 AM
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Hloriella walked through the edge of town with her head held low. Sadness gripped the dunmer as she spotted her brother approach her, dressed in his usual uniform. A huge bruise still clung to his cheek.
As he walked closer, he pulled on her braid hard, causing her head to dip. “Alright, Hloriella. What have you done ‘this’ time.” He folded his arms and cocked his head, completely unamused. “It better be important for you to pull me aside from my rounds like this. Town isn’t safe as it is.” He glanced around.
Hlor played with her braid as she looked at his feet. “First...hand me your dagger.”
He blinked. “What? You know I can’t do that...wait.” He narrowed his eyes. “Why?”
She reached out her hand, nibbling her lips. “You might get mad.”
He folded his arms and raised his brow. “Oh come now, what news could you have that would make me mad enough to hurt someone? Wait...did someone...did someone hurt you?!” Worried, he took her shoulders in his gloved hands.
She turned away, recoiling her hand. “No....just...nope.”
He tilted his head. “Oh. well then...what are you afraid of? What is this about?”
“Alright…” She spoke softly, looking around incase anyone was near. Not seeing anyone to the best of her abilities, she continued. Taking in a breath, she blurted out the words before she could be too afraid to hold them in. “Fedris I’m pregnant. I am...I am pregnant.”
He paused, frowning at her. “This..isn’t funny Hlor. You shouldn’t joke about such things.”
She scowled angrily at him, nearly barking back. “Ugh, why does everything think this is a joke?!” She got up in his face, “I’m not joking dammit!” Lowering her voice, she gazed fearfully at his eyes. “I’m really pregnant...Fedris.”
Fedris stared at her eyes completely dumbfounded. Pale as a sheet, he simply glared at her with his mouth hung slightly open. “Uh…………..you're going to be...a mommy?” he pulled the squirming dunmer into his arms, hugging her. “This...this is good news...isn’t it? Who is the father?”
Hlor gulped before she whimpered in a broken tone the name of her lover into his shoulder. “Reliza, Fedris.”
He froze. “I don’t think I...heard you right.”
Hloriella sighed. “R-reliza...you know...the guy with the p-” She was cut off by him gripping her shoulders again, staring into her face.
“I know who he is! Gods dammit Hlor! Reliza?! Where is he?!” He shouted at her before dropping her to the ground. Turning around, he stormed for the town.
“Oh no you don’t!” She hissed before charging him, jumping onto his back and causing the two of them to fall hard into the ground. “Don’t you touch him!”
“Dammit Hlor, get off of me!” He tried to throw her off of his back, “I’m not going to kill him! Just...separate his arms from his body!”
She slapped him in the face, on his good cheek. “You will do no such thing!” Tears began to run from her eyes.
Fedris sighed, finally pushing her off and rising to his knee. “Ok, ok! Calm down...I won’t hurt him!” He raised his hands up before looking his sister in the eyes. He took a long, deep breath, clutching his forehead. “Does….he know?”
She sank to her knees. “Yeah. Told him...this morning.” She looked to the ground, shaking as she cried. “He’s scared...but he’s supportive. I think.”
He groaned as he ran his hand down his face, looking at her furiously. “You think?! What in Oblivion does that mean?”
She snarled back at him. “It means he isn’t running off like dad did Fedris!”
Fedris clutched his head again, cursing profusely in dunmeri. “Are you with him? Does he even care for you?” His eyes narrowed to two fiery embers.
She opened her mouth but nothing could come out. Turning away with a pained look, she finally spoke. “I think he does...but he is not -in- love with me. I think we are just good friends.”
He just stared at her with an incredibly disappointed stare.
“Fedris...please...I don’t need this crap.” She got up angrily before he reached to grab her arm, pulling her back down.
“Oh no, we are -not- finished here.” His nostrils flared as he grit his teeth, breathing out slowly to her. “So, you are pregnant. Never mind the father...you are a guard. You need to stop this...all of this now.” He waved his finger at her. “No more sleeping with taken men, no more getting drunk, fist fights, none of that. From now on, you behave as a guard, no, a mother. Maybe not your mother, or my mother, but dammit Hlor, I expect better!”
She glared at him frowning as he yelled, biting her lip. “Are….you finished?”
He released her arm before standing up. He looked down at her sternly. “Look, i’m your brother and I love you. I’ll be here for you...but you need to shape your ass up. I’m tired of this shit.” He snapped at her before turning to walk back to town.
“Where do you think your going?!” She shouted to him, fumbling to her feet as she wiped a tear from her eyes.
“To go do my job!” He didn’t turn around as he shouted in dunmeri.
“Hmph…” She pouted as she looked off into the woods, suddenly feeling very much alone.
As he walked closer, he pulled on her braid hard, causing her head to dip. “Alright, Hloriella. What have you done ‘this’ time.” He folded his arms and cocked his head, completely unamused. “It better be important for you to pull me aside from my rounds like this. Town isn’t safe as it is.” He glanced around.
Hlor played with her braid as she looked at his feet. “First...hand me your dagger.”
He blinked. “What? You know I can’t do that...wait.” He narrowed his eyes. “Why?”
She reached out her hand, nibbling her lips. “You might get mad.”
He folded his arms and raised his brow. “Oh come now, what news could you have that would make me mad enough to hurt someone? Wait...did someone...did someone hurt you?!” Worried, he took her shoulders in his gloved hands.
She turned away, recoiling her hand. “No....just...nope.”
He tilted his head. “Oh. well then...what are you afraid of? What is this about?”
“Alright…” She spoke softly, looking around incase anyone was near. Not seeing anyone to the best of her abilities, she continued. Taking in a breath, she blurted out the words before she could be too afraid to hold them in. “Fedris I’m pregnant. I am...I am pregnant.”
He paused, frowning at her. “This..isn’t funny Hlor. You shouldn’t joke about such things.”
She scowled angrily at him, nearly barking back. “Ugh, why does everything think this is a joke?!” She got up in his face, “I’m not joking dammit!” Lowering her voice, she gazed fearfully at his eyes. “I’m really pregnant...Fedris.”
Fedris stared at her eyes completely dumbfounded. Pale as a sheet, he simply glared at her with his mouth hung slightly open. “Uh…………..you're going to be...a mommy?” he pulled the squirming dunmer into his arms, hugging her. “This...this is good news...isn’t it? Who is the father?”
Hlor gulped before she whimpered in a broken tone the name of her lover into his shoulder. “Reliza, Fedris.”
He froze. “I don’t think I...heard you right.”
Hloriella sighed. “R-reliza...you know...the guy with the p-” She was cut off by him gripping her shoulders again, staring into her face.
“I know who he is! Gods dammit Hlor! Reliza?! Where is he?!” He shouted at her before dropping her to the ground. Turning around, he stormed for the town.
“Oh no you don’t!” She hissed before charging him, jumping onto his back and causing the two of them to fall hard into the ground. “Don’t you touch him!”
“Dammit Hlor, get off of me!” He tried to throw her off of his back, “I’m not going to kill him! Just...separate his arms from his body!”
She slapped him in the face, on his good cheek. “You will do no such thing!” Tears began to run from her eyes.
Fedris sighed, finally pushing her off and rising to his knee. “Ok, ok! Calm down...I won’t hurt him!” He raised his hands up before looking his sister in the eyes. He took a long, deep breath, clutching his forehead. “Does….he know?”
She sank to her knees. “Yeah. Told him...this morning.” She looked to the ground, shaking as she cried. “He’s scared...but he’s supportive. I think.”
He groaned as he ran his hand down his face, looking at her furiously. “You think?! What in Oblivion does that mean?”
She snarled back at him. “It means he isn’t running off like dad did Fedris!”
Fedris clutched his head again, cursing profusely in dunmeri. “Are you with him? Does he even care for you?” His eyes narrowed to two fiery embers.
She opened her mouth but nothing could come out. Turning away with a pained look, she finally spoke. “I think he does...but he is not -in- love with me. I think we are just good friends.”
He just stared at her with an incredibly disappointed stare.
“Fedris...please...I don’t need this crap.” She got up angrily before he reached to grab her arm, pulling her back down.
“Oh no, we are -not- finished here.” His nostrils flared as he grit his teeth, breathing out slowly to her. “So, you are pregnant. Never mind the father...you are a guard. You need to stop this...all of this now.” He waved his finger at her. “No more sleeping with taken men, no more getting drunk, fist fights, none of that. From now on, you behave as a guard, no, a mother. Maybe not your mother, or my mother, but dammit Hlor, I expect better!”
She glared at him frowning as he yelled, biting her lip. “Are….you finished?”
He released her arm before standing up. He looked down at her sternly. “Look, i’m your brother and I love you. I’ll be here for you...but you need to shape your ass up. I’m tired of this shit.” He snapped at her before turning to walk back to town.
“Where do you think your going?!” She shouted to him, fumbling to her feet as she wiped a tear from her eyes.
“To go do my job!” He didn’t turn around as he shouted in dunmeri.
“Hmph…” She pouted as she looked off into the woods, suddenly feeling very much alone.
Edited Jul 21, 2015 at 01:12 AM by 0