#also lovin the dagger here in particular

[dearly]

#inhiscalvins

[dimancheetoile]

Oooo, how about: S (Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?) and U (Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much)?

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

I’m a bad person to ask this because I don’t really write tropes. BUT I LOVE YOU ANON so I went and looked up some tropes on Fanlore to see if there’s anything I like. And there is!!! So:

• bodyswap: because I’m a sucker for a character with chronic pain or a disability or a prosthetic swaping with their s/o or best friend. cause on one hand you have the suffering character who is having a relief-orgasm from not being in pain anymore (that’s the chronic pain in me talking) and on the other you have their loved one who gets sucker-punched by how much pain the other is on a daily basis. When done in that particular way, it’s my favourite trope of all.

• apocafic: (love the name btw) I often play the ‘what would you do in an apocalypse’ game with my friends and I’m always the winner because my mom’s an agricultor and my grandparents taught me every single useful skill out there (I know how to sew, knit, weave baskets, start a fire, one of my grandma was a botanist so I can recognize plants and make remedies with them, you get the idea) and my dad is a woodworker so, again, useful skill. Which is why I love writing stories where I can put that knowledge to use. It also means I’m a bit picky when it comes to reading apocafics ahaha.

• marriage of convenience: only when the two who get married don’t end up together. I absolute LOVE when there’s a marriage between two people who end up best friends and would die for each other, but have a romantic partner (or more!!!) outside of their marriage. Bonus points if they have to choose between the bro and the hoe and they go for the bro.

• time travel: probably the one I’ve written the most. Time travel fix-its are my absolute jam. I get to do everything I want with canon while also creating good, angsty situations for my characters to be in. (if you like time travel aus as well, some recs here - *** are my faves: A How To Guide To Shinobi Life *** |  reverse -never finished reading it but the 70+ chapters I read were great | Waves | Ricochet | Rainy Days *** | before you -not done reading it, but it’s already great)

• disability fic: call it projecting if you want, but I really enjoy reading fics where a character gets injured or looses a sense or is amputated or has chronic pain (well you get the idea, I like my angst like I like my salsa: debilitating) and how they deal with it, how the people around them support them, etc. Never found any fic like that in Naruto, unfortunately.

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

AH YES I LOVE THAT. Please let me shower those amazing people in compliments. My treat. (not gonna assume any gender unless I asked before)

1. Dovey. I don’t know if they have a tumblr, but if anyone know, please share with me so I can send them love. They have the taste the closest to mine, I believe, of the whole fandom. All of their fics just break me appart, not only is the style incredible but the topics always move me, and they write mainly about Sakura. They also share my view on Kakashi (cool character but terrible teacher, messed up Team 7 like you wouldn’t believe with his incompetence) and they tend to write Sasuke in the only way I can endure.

Recs: Find Your Place (whatever it takes) (sakura fought in the third war as canon folder even tho she was so young, because she’s from a civilian family. she gets a deep hatred of the system and PTSD. her goal is to kill the hokage for revenge) Even lambs have teeth (sakura is sent on a honeypot mission as a genin but no one prepared her to be raped in the name of her village)

2. @mouseymightymarvellous my soulmate. Plain and simple. Not so much the tastes this time than the writing style, though our tastes do tend to match. But we write the same way, like we’re bleeding through our words, like the bitterness is a verbe tense we’ve mastered, and we craft our stories like others daggers to dig into the meat of everything that makes Naruto great, at its core. I adore her and her poetry makes me want to fight dragons.

Recs: her poetry tag on tumblr. by deepest night or brightest day (be lovin’ you) (shikasaku stories, which not only is the otp, but so well-written it puts my heart in my throat)

3. @ohtze I know I keep talking about them but no one knows their fic amongst the people I share this corner of the fandom with and I really need the world to know about it. I don’t think they’ve written much more about Naruto, but that one story has broken my heart and my mind, changed the way I view writting and Naruto stories as a whole. EVERYONE needs to read that story. I’m not kidding.

Rec: the story in question, Monomoth (post 4th-war, Team 7 is a mess of psychological issues. sakura’s skin is crawling from an illness and the pure hatred she has for sasuke. sasuke is psychotic, confusing sakura with his mother, mildly hallucinating all the time. naruto is desensitized, defeated, blind to his teammates’ issues. in the middle of that, a mission. and a monster.)

Thanks for asking!!!! I had fun answering.

FANFIC ASK GAME

[she-writes-words]

Summer Lovin’ Chapter 3

Pairing: Harry Holland x Original Female Character

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Suggestive Language, Fluff, Bad Writing

Summary: Once Toni starts flirting with Harry, it's really hard to stop. His obvious flirtation back makes it even harder. Zendaya can't stop teasing her for almost kissing him, and the group can't stop teasing her because, well, she's Toni.

A/N: This is split into three scenes, which may be confusing. Here is Chapter 3 though! 

Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4

There was something almost bewitching about running along a beach right at sunrise. The town silent, most of its occupants sleeping. The peace and quiet made it easier to hear the waves crashing against the shore. I felt at home in places like this. But nothing could have made it better than the curly haired boy beside me.

Harry and I were sat on a large boulder, watching the enticing waves. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail before the sweat could cool and make it stick to my back. Glancing at Harry, I smiled, finding myself in awe at his effortless charm. Curls slightly damp, the breeze blowing them around atop his head. Naturally, he had left his camera back at the house, and was taking photos with his phone instead. A look of concentration took over his features.

With a grin, he turned his phone towards me, successfully capturing my shocked face. Startled, I look away, hiding my face in the crook of my arm. “Ya know, it’s not nice to stare, darling,” Harry laughed.

“Oh, shush you,” I playfully snapped back at him. A smile graced my lips as I nudged his shoulder a bit, only to have him dramatically bounce back into me. His body hit mine with enough force that I lost my balance. A last-minute grab at his arm to try and steady myself ended with the two of us tumbling over the edge and into the sand.

When we hit the ground, I fell into Harry’s side, the two of us laughing like maniacs. My eyes wandered across his form as he laughed. They landed on our entangled legs and that’s when I realized the position we had fallen into. We were chest to chest, Harry's arm behind me, cradling the back of my head. Flushed from our proximity, I scrambled away from his arms. Before I could get far, Harry yanked me forward by my arm.

Amid the commotion, I found myself in an even more compromising position. Harry had turned when he pulled me forward, pulling my body onto his. To ground my balance, I dug my hands into the sand on the sides of his head, blushing as I peered down at him. Beneath me, Harry fell silent, his brown eyes gazing up at me with a new intensity.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, resembling a nervous teenager. “You were going to hit the rock. Didn’t want you hurting yourself.”

“I was just moving away a bit, Harry,” I replied gently. “Sorry to worry you.”

Harry shook his head, one of his hands coming up to brush some stray hair back. He smiled up at me, shyly, intimately. A smile I had never been on the receiving end of before now. One that I had seen him give another girl once before. “You look good like this.”

I snorted, raising myself to a sitting position, hands on his chest for balance.  To others, this would look highly inappropriate, but that was the last thing on my mind as I sarcastically shot a reply at him. “What, on top of you?”

“I meant flustered, but yeah. That too.”

There was always this flirtatious spark to the two of us, but neither of us had taken it far. Maybe this is what Zendaya was always talking about. An obvious spark between us. Between the sinful smirk on his face and the wink he shot me, I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.

I found myself lowering my lips down to his, eyes fluttering closed, a trance-like feeling taking over. There was a sharp intake of breath that rang in my ear as I leaned further down. His hands found their place on my lower back, sticking to my skin from the tacky sweat on his palms. They were hot, something I was painfully aware of.

Before our lips could touch, my ringtone started to play loudly in our ears. I threw my body off his, hyper-aware of our surroundings and what we were previously doing. Harry pulled my phone out from underneath his body and handed it to me. It had stopped ringing before I could answer, a missed call from Harrison flashing across the screen. A quick text back to him and we were headed back to the house, awkward silence enveloping us, and proper space between us.

* * *

“Wait, you mean Harrison interrupted possibly the best moment of your life?” Zendaya hissed.

I swatted at her arm, looking around to make sure nobody could hear our conversation. “I wouldn’t call it that, but yes. He did interrupt something…” I tried to think of the right word for our near kiss but couldn’t find it.

A loud came from my mouth as I replayed this morning’s events. I slid my fingers under my sunglasses, rubbing at my eyes as if I could physically wipe away the memories. “Anyways, it was probably just a heat of the moment kind of thing. Best that he interrupted it before I could do something stupid.”

Zendaya frowned, picking at the sandwich in front of and digging her toes into the sand of the beach. The beach was quite occupied, many large groups laying around sunbathing or floating in the water. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining and heating up more than this morning, but a cool breeze was starting to settle in a bit. The waves crashing into the rocks and flowing up to tickle the toes on the shore, it was serene.

After a lazy morning at the house, the six of us had decided to picnic on the beach for a late lunch. The guys had wolfed their food down and made a beeline for the water. Z and I had hung back to get a bit of a private chat in. We were talking about the impending doom of our vacation ending, both of us would be pretty busy after this. But mostly we gossiped about men, one man in particular.

“You don’t think maybe he’s actually into you? He was probably dying for a moment like that.”

“Doubt it. He probably just sees me as an older sister, Z. I’m not his type, dude.” I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly. Scanning the beach for our group of friends, I spot Harry chatting up a tall, pretty redhead. “See, Z. She’s way more his type. Tall, slim, and so pretty.”

She punches me in the shoulder making me cry out in pain. I glare daggers at her as I rub my wounded shoulder, cursing under my breath. “You’re a complete idiot,” she groans, rolling her eyes. “Do you not realize how gorgeous you actually are? You constantly put yourself down, comparing your looks to others. There are tons of guys who are probably into you. I mean, that Braeden guy was super into you. And I know I’ve seen Tom and Harrison check you out a few times.”

I cringe at that visual and try to shake it away. “That’s gross, stop it.” I stretch my legs out in front of me, watching Harry and the redhead laugh about something, her hand upon his arm. Z notices and smacks my leg, jumping to her feet and extending a hand out to me.

“Ignore it, he’s not into her. Now, let’s go have some fun with our boys, huh?” I sigh, but take her hand, letting her pull me to my feet. Throwing her arm around my shoulders, she leads me to the water. I notice our trio of friends missing.

“Think they drowned?” I giggle. Zendaya laughs, shaking her head. A ‘you’re bad’ is mumbled from my friend as we stand at the shore.

Looking back towards where Harry was, I notice the girl handing her phone over to Harry, the man taking it happily. I bite my lip and look back at Zendaya whose chest was already deep in the water. She splashes water at me as I slowly make my way in, momentarily forgetting about the duo on the beach not far from us.

I swear, the minute girls are around, all guys act like a bunch of children. As I waded into the water, now just barely reaching my midriff, a form jumps out and grabs me, dragging me under the water. The scream I let loose was muffled as I was submerged. Slowing my heart rate down once the initial shock wears off, I reach around for the hand that grabbed me but came up empty. Those assholes dragged me under and ditched.

Jumping back up and coughing on the water I had inhaled; I spot the retreating form of the oldest Holland and Harrison not too far behind. Jacob was standing a few feet away from me, cackling next to Zendaya.

“Are you ok?” I look in the vicinity of the yelling, Harry looking back at me as he walks back to our group. Behind him is the redhead walking back to her group on the other end of the beach, wildly waving at her.

“I’m fine, but I’m going to murder your brother!”

Tom, just barely to the shore, looks back at me shocked. “Me? What did I do?”

“So, it was Haz then?” Haz shakes his head, pointing at Tom. “Thought so.”  I flipped him off and floated over to Zendaya and Jacob.

“I’m so sorry, Toni. They talked me into it, it was all their idea,” Jacob apologized. I would have believed him had he not been biting back a laugh just a moment earlier.

I sneered playfully at Jacob before turning to watch Harry slowly make his way back into the water. His curls were starting to dry already, clinging to his forehead. I was probably staring more than I should have, so I looked away. Busying myself by stating a conversation with Zendaya, I missed the look from Tom, who had to notice me ogling his younger brother. I also missed the smirk plastered on said brother’s face as he swam over to us.

“So, Harry, you finally get a date or something?” Harrison teased the ginger.

Harry was quick to shake his head in response. “Nah, just a fan who wanted to chat a bit.” I smiled to myself, earning a light punch in the arm from Zendaya when she sees it.

After a bit of chatting and floating around, the guys' interest was caught by a game of volleyball. Whether it was the bikini-clad ladies or an actual interest in the game was beyond me. Whatever it was had Tom and Jacob heading over to join in. Zendaya had disappeared a moment earlier, leaving me with Harry and Jacob.

Floating on my back, eyes closed, I listened to the two of them chatting. The slow rocking motion of the water had me drifting off, not noticing the sudden silence between the men. The screaming and laughing from others on the beach drowned out the snickering from Harry and Jacob. There wasn’t an inkling or sense of doom, there was just silence.

And then I was flying through the air.

I screamed as I fell into the water a few feet from where I was thrown. Landing with a large splash and a sharp sting hitting my skin, I let myself sink down a bit before finally swimming up for air. When I broke free from the water, I whipped around to look for the boys, pushing my wet hair out of my eyes. They had run off to join the jerks who had left earlier.

“Screw you, Harry! You Holland boys are such assholes,” I screamed at him, my middle finger standing proud in the air. The only reaction from him was a smile before he high fived Jacob.

* * *

“Why do the boys always tease me? They never pull that shit with you,” I whined to Zendaya. Leaning up against the snack counter, I bit the tip of my straw watching the crowd around us.

“That’s because they know I’d kick their asses. You, you look tough, but your soft inside and out.” She smiled at me before patting my head. Damn that height difference. I narrowed my eyes at her but smiled when she arched her brow and put a hand on her hip.

“They’re such jerks,” I mumbled a tone of humor to my words.

We sat there in silence for a few moments until Zendaya opened her mouth and surprised me. “So, this guy asked me out earlier.” I snapped my head around, getting a look at her.

“I’m sorry, what? Who? When?” I stared at her in shock, racking my brain for when this could have happened. Was it Tom? Were the Tomdaya fans finally getting their wish? She quickly shut that down though.

“When you were too busy being thrown around by Harry, I was chatting up a very cute guy. His name is Ty, he’s a college student playing basketball, and did I mention he’s hella cute?” Zendaya hides a smile as she takes a sip of her drink. “He’s taking me out to dinner tomorrow night.”

“Damn, Z. God, I’m jealous. I want to go on a date with a cute guy too.” I giggled at her, earning an eye roll from Z.

“Well if you’d just confess your desire for lover boy, you could be getting some too.”

“I meant a date, Zendaya. I don’t need to get laid, smartass.” I knocked my curls behind my back and bumped shoulders with her.

“I’m sure he’ll check both boxes for ya.” She gave me a flirty smile and a thumbs up, making me laugh loudly.

“Does someone have a secret boyfriend that we don’t know about?”

I glared at Jacob, who came strolling up with the other guys, holding popcorns and drinks. Harry handed one to Zendaya and gave me a small wink, shaking his towards me. I gave him a weird look before turning back to Jacob.

“No, Jacob. No boyfriend- “I started but was cut off by Zendaya’s hand smacking my shoulder and gripping it tightly.

“But she’s definitely got the hots for someone.” She nudged me, bumping me into Harry.

I gaped at her, not believing she was literally about to sell me out. The boys were staring at me, waiting for clarification. It was making me nervous. My eyes shifted between Zendaya and Tom, then over to the other three men. “Zendaya’s got a date with a random dude tomorrow.” I flipped Zendaya off and walked away. I heard her stuttering over her words right before they were out of my sight.

As I walked down the hall searching for the number of our auditorium, I heard loud steps behind me. Looking back, Harry’s figure was walking towards me quickly, the rest of the group not too far behind. A few more steps and he had caught up with me. A long arm was thrown over my shoulders holding me close to his body.

I spotted our auditorium and directed the taller boy towards it, pushing him in front of me. We filed into the dark lit room to find it nearly empty. I gripped Harry’s arm, pointing at a row of seats in the middle of the room. The perfect angle to watch a movie. Harry took my free hand and pulled me up the stairs, guiding me to our seats. Thanking God for the poor lighting, I checked around us to make sure nobody saw.

“So, remind me why we decided on a horror flick. We do realize Toni is going to be in someone’s lap by the end of it, right?” Zendaya laughs as we settle into our seats.

“What is this, pick on Toni day?” I grumbled.

Harrison looks over at me from his spot next to Zendaya. “You can hop in my lap anytime, TT,” he teases. I let out a girly giggle and blew him a playful kiss.

Harry nudged me, grabbing my attention. I raised my brow at him, questioning what he wanted. He held the popcorn out to me and sipped at his drink. “I figured we could share. I know neither of us will finish one on our own.” I smiled, thanking him before sipping at my drink. I could hear Zendaya moaning about Harry insinuating she was fat since she could handle a large popcorn on her own. It made me laugh a little.

Harry leaned closer to me; lips pressed against my ear. “My lap is always free for you to occupy. Just say the word.”

I choked on my soda, some of spewing out of my mouth. Ignoring the hard stares from my friends, I tried coughing to clear it out. Harry’s hand pounded on my back as he muffled a laugh with his other fist. Once my lungs were cleared, I waved him off, looking up at the movie screen.

The lights started to dim further as the show started, shutting our chattery group up. Leaning my head on Harry’s shoulder, I grabbed some popcorn and popped it in my mouth. The graphics for the Coke ad grabbing my attention for the next couple of minutes.

Throughout the movie, Harry would lean over and whisper something funny in my ear. I’d stifle a laugh and try to ignore him as best as I could. His hand, hot on my knee, made me hyper-aware of how close we were actually sitting to each other. His thumb started rubbing circles on the skin in the crook of my knee. I stared blankly at the screen, but from the corner of my eye, I could see Harry watching my face. I was in such a trance I had forgotten the number one rule to watching horror flicks: Do not zone out.

All of a sudden, a figure jumped out on screen. Not expecting it, I ended up screaming and nearly jumping out of my seat. I could hear Zendaya’s laughing as the group and those around us were staring. I hid my face in my hands, calling out a quick apology. My sudden movement had shifted Harry’s hand further up my leg to my inner thigh, his grip tightening out of fear at my outburst. Attempting to break it free, I shifted my legs a bit, but with no success.

To my left, I spotted Zendaya staring at the hand on my thigh then shifting to look up at me. A waggle of her eyebrows had me laughing then choking on the soda I had just sipped from. That was the second time tonight, what a loser am I?

Harry looks at me with a look of concern on his face. “You ok, darling?” he whispers in my ear. Throat successfully cleared, I nod and bite my lip, turning to banter back.

“I’m fine, Harry. Don’t you think you should move that hand of yours though?” I whispered back to him. I narrow my eyes at him when he shows me a delicious smirk.

“I’m sorry, does this bother you? Am I making you flustered?” I shake my head, giggling at him. Our faces were so close that I could feel his breath heating my skin.

“Now, now. Don’t start something you can’t finish, Holland,” I warned.

He looks at me, mock hurt taking over his expression. “Who says I can’t finish it?”

Eyes wide, I look back at the screen. My breathing is heavy, my mind reeling. Game on, Harry. Game on.

[zhauric]

Act 1 - Chapter 1: Reclaiming The Past

"So who is she?"

The question, seemingly out of nowhere, ripped Kaelivh out of his train of thought that had transported him elsewhere. Awakened from those thoughts, he refocused his eyes on the tavern around them. Raucous voices filled the interior between the walls with customers enjoyed either a hot plate or downing their drinks in ample supply. Somewhere in the room he heard a booming laughter but didn't bother seeking it out.

Remembering his own mug of ale he raised it to his lips, took a deep pull and settled the glass on the table once more.

"Yer goin' to tell me or do I need to go find the lass for my damned self," his twin sister Asande asked with a bit of mirth touching her words.

Kaelivh raised his eyes to her and smirked. "Little Bird, you're a nosey one, you know that?"

"All in all of bein' tethered to the likes of yer arse sweet brother of mine. Now, tell me who this lass is that yer 'bout to shack up with and beddin'."

"You don't have something better to do?" he asked quirking an eyebrow in her direction.

"Ya. We both do. Once this lout comes in with the info we want. Tis why we're here, right? Meanwhile, might as well learn if I'm gettin' another sister, eh?"

Kaelivh gave a rueful grin but answered. "Nattai is her name. She's one of those Raen. Little thing but damned easy on the eyes if I say so." He paused a moment remembering a day the two spent together and the words she spoke. The image of her came to mind recalling the time. Her eyelids were slightly lowered and light curve wore upon her lips. "And she made the damned mistake of sayin' she loves me."

Asande visibly winced at those words and quickly raised her own mug to her full lips to drink deeply to cover the fact. "Lovin' a Stormborn never an easy thing, eh?" she said finally, any amusement in her voice trickling away. "We haven't had much luck in that."

Giving his sister an amused look for a moment, trying to ignore the pain of his memories he raised his glass in toast to her. She mimicked the salute and both took deep pulls before he spoke again.

"Granted you haven't exactly been looking for such, Little Bird. I mean after tossing the last love of yours overboard and into the waters."

Asande grinned in fondness to the memory. "I did do that, didn't I? That was a Twelve blessed day if I do say so myself." She waves a dismissive hand. "Anywater, by code and rule she must meets with me and pass my eye. If not then it's overboard for her too."

With a chuckle Kaelivh gave her nod when out of the corner of his eye he spotted the figure they had been waiting for. No words was spoken between himself and Asande. Instead he gave her look that she understood the full meaning. Smoothly, she slipped out of her chair and turned heading toward the doorway with her mug in hand. A bright beaming smile curved along her lips and she began walking unevenly as if under the grip of the alcohol in her hand. She swayed, stumbled and shouted over her shoulder in no real direction.

"Yer a damned fool, yer are!"

And collided into the chest of the man they sought. He was sturdy built Midlander though that meant he was no taller than Asande who was of a stretching height of a female Highlander. Her drink had poured down against her silky white blouse revealing the strapped dark bra beneath to any lurking eyes. The other man's shirt had also been doused bringing an impressive string of swear words from the man. Kaelivh always hated this tactic but not his sister who seemed to laugh every time it proved to be effective.

Per usual, the man's eyes began drifting to her bosom which cut off the curse words that were starting to fly from his mouth. He stumbled on his words, gawked then looked up at Asande with a plastered grin.

"Oh fuckssss," Asande said with her words slurred drunkenly. "Tisss my faults, sher shee?" She shook her head like she sought to clear it. "

"Fault is mine," he said simply. "Maybe I should buy you a new drink?"

Asande brightened at that and nodded. "But first!" she declared sloppily slapping a hand on the man's chest. "I besssst change shurts, eh? My rooms is 'rounds here." She paused like she was thinking, swayed to the right like she was off balance then spun suddenly in one hundred and eighty degree. She bumped into a wooden table selling her act even more. "Back thur tis is! Come with will yer? I mean will ya? Yer shurt look mightily wet too. Get yer out of it?"

The man grinned wider and took Asande's arm and began leading her in that direction were the rooms for guests were kept.

"I'll make certain you make it there, maiden. Don't want to knock anyone else's drink."

Asande's head shook almost in wobbly fashion. "A were wastered drink is a very very baaaaad thing," she said jumbled out.

The two of them disappeared behind a door that led to the rooms. Kaelivh rose to his feet and followed while making certain to drop some coin on the tavern bar on his way. The tender nodded, scooped up the coins and paid him no more attention. Stepping into the empty corridor he headed toward the room they had rented knowing he would find an unlocked door by Asande's hand unknowingly to the guy who entered the room with her. He turned the knob, opened the door and stepped inside.

The man was gripping Asande by the waist as if holding her steady at the foot of the bed. She still was playing the role with her head swaying. When Kaelivh cleared his throat the man whirled around to face him with a scowl on his features.

"What in the-" the man began to say when he felt the edge of Asande's knife touching his bare throat, her arms snaked around from behind.

"Shhh," she said with a joyful smirk. "Don't want me hand to get all jumpy do ya? Speak in real low tones like me ears are sensitive or some shit like that, eh?"

Kaelivh reached inside his coat pocket pulling out some paper and tobacco. He began making himself a cigarette as he spoke evenly. "Just some questions, Cade, and yes, we know your name so let's skipped being surprised and shite like that. Blame your cock for getting you in here. Thinking with the wrong head gets one in these spots all the time." He placed the tobacco on the open paper. "The bandits you ran with. The Red Hand I believe they went by? Are they still working the caravans? And please skip the part where you weren't a bandit and all that other stuff we already know about. I get bored easily enough already."

Cade remained silent eyeing Kaelivh who began rolling his cigarette with experienced hands.

"I said low tones," Asande murmured in the man's ear. "Didn't say shut the fuck up."

The blade began to press a trickle of blood born free from Cade's flesh making the man wince.

"N-No," Cade stammered. "We tended them but we haven't in a while! I swear it!"

Kaelivh lit the rolled cigarette and placed it in his mouth. Taking a deep pull he blew the smoke out to the side before continuing. "Don't care about all of that. Looking to find out who struck one some years back out of Ul'dah. From what I hear your boys use to watch this particular strip of road back then. Heard it from a caravan guard who word I trust. On the surface it sounds simple, eh?" Kaelivh leaned back against the wall opposite puffing on the cigarette. "Bandits hit caravans and shite like that all the time. Nothing new."

"Tis where it gets good," Asande murmured in Cade's ear.

"Except these particular bandits suddenly changed. You see, only certain caravans were being hit while another seemed to always go unmolested despite the fact it was the one the Hand struck previously. It's like robbing it that day made you all sympathizers to that particular merchant and you just wanted to hug it all out. Why is that, Cade? Did you grow some sort of damned conscious suddenly?"

Cade's eyes widened and he was about to shake his head until he felt the pinning touch of the blade beneath his chin. Instead he gawked at Kaelivh several seconds like he sought the words to speak before stammering.

"I-I don't know!"

Kaelivh gave Asande a nod and the knife pressed harder while her other hand suddenly appeared to be gripping a smaller dagger and it aimed itself at Cade's crotch. The man visibly turned pale in Asande's arms at the threats of steel placed against him. A tremble began to take him that even once made his skin touch upon the knife some more. More blood freed itself.

"I swear it on my life!"

"May be swearin' it on yer balls," Asande murmured with amusement but never wavered in the holding the man in place by her weapons. "If ya don't know then who does?"

"B-B-Boar! Flaming Boar!"

Kaelivh arched a brow at Asande. "Looks like we're looking for a Roe." Turning his attention back to Cade. "Any ideas where to find this Boar?"

"I-If I tell you, he'll-"

Kaelivh held up a hand silencing Cade immediately. "Please. None of that he'll kill you if you tell me. You have a knife to your throat and one to your cock. Worry about right is happening right here, right now. Not what might happen later. Not like we plan on telling him who told us."

Nervously Cade licked his lips. Hope seemed to appear in his eyes. "Aye?" Kaelivh gave a nod. "Aye."

"There's a pleasure house in the Goblet he frequents! In the twenty-fourth ward!"

"I know it," Asande said with a short nod.

"Not surprising," Kaelivh said with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh fuck off sweet brother of mine," she responded but grinned playfully. "Cut it ya think?"

Cade's eyes widened hearing her words. Kaelivh studied the man several moments like he calculated whether they should slit his throat or not.

"He did try to bed my sister. Isn't it like a big brother thing to stand up for your honor or something?"

"You were born like five fucking minutes before me!" she protested. "How in the depths of the ocean does that make ya older?"

"Five minutes is five minutes," he said shrugging his heavy shoulders.

"Oh ya wool headed lout!" she shot back. "Yer not older and my honor? The abyss ever! If yer were to see to that ya got a lot of blokes out there to kill. Got some catchin' up to do for all of that. Some damn lasses too!"

"I really don't need to know how many people my dear little sister has bedded, Little Bird."

"I-I'm still here," Cade whispered with uncertain tones.

"Yeah yeah," Kaelivh responded. "We're talking here. By the way, you know why I call her Little Bird, Cade?"

Cade licked his lips feeling sweat on his brow from the nervous tension. "Uh, no."

"Because her mouth keeps moving and she keeps chirping," Kaelivh answered mimicking a talking mouth with his hand.

"Oh ha ha," Asande said rolling her own eyes. "Tis from a wool headed lout for an older brother. Look at ya. Already shackin' up with this Nattai who came admittin' she been followin' ya 'round! She could be lookin' to stick a dagger in yer back!"

"And there it is," Kaelivh said with a smirk and pointing his cigarette at Asande. "You admit I'm older."

Cade looked shocked then blurted out, "You're both crazy!"

Both Kaelivh and Asande fell silent upon that and wearing similar grins. Asande's knife whipped away from Cade's throat, rose in the air behind him and came down hard on the back of his head sending him sprawling to the floor. Kaelivh pulled a vial from his pocket, placed it under the man's nostrils and in seconds the man had gone slack with closing eyelids . "That should keep him asleep long enough," Kael said finishing off the last of his cigarette and sashing in the ashtray on the dresser near him. "I'll have to scout this pleasure house before deciding what to do about the roe."

"But we're leavin' this one breathin' why? He'll just scamper off spreadin' word." Kaelivh nodded toward the door and the two of them left the room and went into the corridor heading toward the main tavern. "Aye. That's what I want. Sometimes you got to make the other side react to you to get somewhere. I want to see what happens once he does."

Asande considered it a moment then shrugged. "Yer the detective. I just keep your ass from dyin'. But I'll handle scoutin' that pleasure house. I can get a real in-depth picture of things more than yer settlin' ass can do."

Kaelivh chuckle softly to that with a shake of his head. "You're a pain in the arse, Little Bird."

"Ya. Love ya too, ya wool headed lout. Next round of drinks are on yer ass."

"Like you ever pay," Kaelivh muttered but nodded.

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