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Post by raziah on Mar 2, 2012 23:03:51 GMT -6
Raziah smiled lightly as she lightly kiss underneath the Argonian's jaw, speaking to him in a low and soothing voice.
"Would it not be better then to at least enjoy the time that is granted to you?" Raziah asked. Of course, she wasn't about to force him into anything, but having gotten this far into the conversation she was hoping for at least a little pay-off, even if that pay-off was a simple "meet me again."
For some reason, she could see herself staying with Grim for quite some time, even though she hadn't known him for very long nor was she experienced in long-term, committed relationships. But she had an odd feeling that they could have a very interesting relationship.... if only she could get this reserved Argonian to agree. However, the reward seemed worth the chase in this case.
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Post by Tells-Grim-Tales on Mar 2, 2012 23:28:35 GMT -6
Tells-Grim-Tales was still a little too shy to do anything beyond the brief hand holding, he didn't want to push the boundaries, even though it was rather obvious that Raziah was open to any possibility. The Argonian had just been raised in a much more conservative way that the khajiit had been, which would either make their relationship very interesting or completely fall apart. They were from two incredibly different walks of life, not to mention they weren't even the same race, so Grim just had to wonder if it would even go anywhere.
"Why have fun when I can just wallow in self pity?" laughed the Argonian, a smile finally managed to appear on his scaly face. Raziah was really pushing Grim out of his comfort zone, but he actually enjoyed it. Grim didn't like being the awkward and reclusive person that he was. "I know this might sound.. stupid, but i've never really known what to do with my free time. I've spend my whole life training for battle and never learned how to do anything else."
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Post by raziah on Mar 3, 2012 0:02:20 GMT -6
Raziah's ears perked up at she lifted her head to look him straight in the eyes, smiling mischievously. Oh, now he'd gone and done it. That sold the deal. She would teach this Argonian how to have fun if it was the last thing she did. No matter how long it took, no matter what it took, Raziah would make sure Grim had at least one night of fun in his life. Of course, that didn't mean it would be the brand of fun she had been suggesting that evening. No, that was at the very bottom of the list, if not at the back of the book right now. She could tell he wasn't up for that sort of thing, not now anyways. However, there were a lot of other things the Khajiit did for fun that didn't involve physical affection.
"Tell me, Grim... do you ever make it to the New Gnisis Corner Club in the Grey Quarter?" She asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
This was going to be a night worthy of Sanguine, Raziah could tell....
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Post by Tells-Grim-Tales on Mar 5, 2012 13:26:10 GMT -6
The Argonian wasn't quite sure why... perhaps it was the combination of the her mischievous smile and look in her eyes... but Grim just knew he was in for a crazy night. As much as he just wanted to back out now, Grim was far too curious to know what sort of possibly insane night might be in store for them. Then she mentioned the New Gnisis Corner Club in the Grey Quarter and Grim frowned. The Dark Elves didn't particularly like him, since he was a Stormcloak, but it was a bit deeper than that. Grim had kind of been the hope of the Dunmer and Argonians... but he hadn't done anything to help them. The argonian kept telling himself that he was just waiting for the war to end... but deep down, he just didn't feel like he could stand up to the Jarl until he was stronger. That wasn't going to ruin the night though, Grim wouldn't let it.
"Occasionally..." Grim replied with a grin, "Why?"
(Dead muse is still kind of dead xD sorryzzz )
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Post by raziah on Mar 5, 2012 14:37:41 GMT -6
"Oh... just that they have the best drink and dancing this side of the White River," Raziah stated, standing and taking Grim's hand, smiling widely as she pulled him from his seat. "I would know, I keep tabs on these sort of places."
The young Khajiit female pulled her Argonian companion along to one of the back entrances to Candlehearth hall, wanting to escape quickly and without question. It was rather dark and cold in the streets of Windhelm, the winter storm in full swing. But Raziah had her cloak and she was on a mission. No amount of snow would stop her from teaching Grimnir all she knew about the concept of "fun."
Candlehearth Hall, for being a good inn, was not a good night-life spot. Raziah knew one thing, and that was if you wanted to have a good time (at least in her definition), you usually wanted to go to the places owned by the not-so-uptight. Of course, it didn't help that she usually drank and danced with the Dunmer when in Windhelm, so they were used to her antics by now. Oh, it would be a night of drums and dancing and sweet, sweet wines, Raziah would make sure of that.
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