A New Sun Rises - Maxical's Adventures, The Truth Behind The Oblivion Crisis Options

[Olen]

Great chapter! Looks like she's a bit brighter than Agronak thought and things are unravelling for him now. I'm still interested to see who else in involved and how this finishes up though and the story still has a firm grip.

I liked the way you described the characters in the last chapter, they all seem so natural and flowing and their reactions all fit. Even with the change in Agronak nothing sits out of place, like it was already there and we just hadn't seen it. Great characterisation.

Awsome chapter. More?

[minque]

Exciting! I, too, like courtroom dramas! I liked the way Maxi sort of protected Andronicus, that was very sweet of her. But then again....Maxi is a very sweet sympathetic kitty

meow!!!

[mALX]

@ Destri - Yeah!!! You're back! Thank you so much Destri! I fixed the nits you mentioned. Regarding the chocolate pudding you have to lay the blame at FOXY'S DOOR!!!!!!

I was picturing the last Seinfeld episode when everyone he ever met comes and says all the horrible things he did when you said that about Irlav Jarol coming, then Raminus Polus, Adamus Phillida, Hieronymus Lex .... among others, read the next chapter!!!! It is so wonderful to have you back!!! Thank you Destri!

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@ Hauty - Thank you so much Hauty, it is really hard to make her 17 again when I have been writing her at 21 on the other forum, lol. I edited that last chapter before putting it out to tone down Maxical's responses better. I apologize, and thank you for the heads-up on that.

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@ Acadian - Yes! Now that's what I'm talking about! Thank you very much Acadian, you ROCK!!!

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@ Winter Wolf - Wolf, to hear you say that means TONS! Thank you so much! Those two questlines are my faves, I love them!

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@ Foxy - Thank you Foxy! BTW, I am getting the blame for your chocolate pudding, lol. EW! I'll warn you now not to be drinking when you read chapter 21. You may leave a berry sundae yourself after reading it.

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@ Olen - Thank you very much Olen! Yes! You caught the underthread! Yeah! Winter Wolf and Hauty usually nail any sub-plot immediately, it is exciting to write for them because of it! Thank you Olen!!!

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@ Minque - Thank you so much Minque! Maxical def cares about Andronicus, just doesn't like the smell, lol. You ROCK!

[mALX]

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Chapter 20: Our Past Catches Up To Us All


I hesitated, but finally my curiosity got the best of me. “May I ask you something?”

He nodded his assent.

“I thought you were my counsel in there…er, who are you then?”

“My name is Jack Thompson. I am the lawyer for the Arena. I don’t represent individuals in these type hearings, only the integrity of the running of the Arena. It looks bad when people claim they have been robbed by those the Arena has employed to represent them.”

“I don’t know if you are a hero or anti-hero, but you are certainly famous. I heard of your stand against violence long before I came to the Arena. It seems a paradox that you represent the Arena.”

“Not really. If you have a vicious dog, do you let it run loose or control it?”

“Oh that is smart! I never would have thought of it that way.”

“I must say it has been an unexpected pleasure to meet you Maxical.”

“I can’t say it is a pleasure under these circumstances but they were not of your making.” I shook his hand, my shackles jingling with the movement. ”Unexpected?”

“Your reputation for extreme language and violence…I didn’t expect you to be this tiny, nor to do so well in there combating these charges. Do you not recognize my name from the citations you get after your matches?”

“Oh, for the extreme and unnecessary violence in the beheading and goring? That was you?”

He nodded briefly. “Don’t forget the citation for disemboweling your opponent.”

“I never got one for that.”

“I sent it with the others.”

“I am absolutely serious. I did not receive one for that…oh.”

“Yes?”

“Owyn tacked a citation on the wall that day, that could be it. I am too short to read it where he hung it.”

“Tacked it on the wall?”

“For our training.”

“You mean to train you what not to do?”

“Er…not exactly.”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you had anatomy in your schooling sir?”

“Yes.”

“Good, that will make this easier to explain. When a sword is thrust into your abdomen it takes almost a full minute before the pain hits. If you can kill the opponent in that time, he dies a relatively painless death. What I do is not a disembowelment, but an artery cut, there is a difference. I put my sword right here and sweep to the right because it severs a major artery so they will bleed to death quickly. The blood filling in the abdomen is what pushes the intestines out which gives the appearance of a disembowelment. It is not technically a disembowelment, they are two very different moves.”

“But a person will not always bleed to death that quickly in battle, the blood has been thickened and gelled.“

“True, so to make sure their death is painless and while they are still in shock I draw back a hair and do a full thrust up through the left lung. If I am able I follow through and pierce the heart as well for an instant death. It is less cruel that way, and is a move I can do even while weakened from injuries.”

“So Owyn has been training the move to the fighters while a citation existed on it?”

“No sir. Your citation said we could not do a disembowelment. This is called an artery cut, and is not disemboweling. The motion for a disembowelment is like this.” I stood up and turned to the side, empty handed I demonstrated the action. “Now watch the difference when I make the artery cut.” Still empty handed I demonstrated how my artery cut was performed. “The fact that some intestines escape while doing this is totally incidental.”

I sat back down and looked seriously at him. “Sir, I agree with you, a disembowelment can be a cruel death. I would never do that to anyone deliberately. My main goal is to survive first and do no unnecessary harm second. If I can kill my opponent with the least amount of suffering then I feel I have accomplished both.”

“I’ve heard that said before! Who did you say trained you in Blade? I have your application for the Arena here, but you can just tell me and save me from searching.”

“Alix Lencolia sir.”

“Ah yes! Alix Lencolia taught you that phrase, did he not?”

“Yes sir.”

“Did he also teach you how to argue your case?”

“No sir, I gave him a few pointers.”

Jack gave a spontaneous laugh and for a second his deep blue eyes flashed humorously. It was accompanied by a small but pleasant smile.

“Do you have an excuse for the goring?”

“Er…the goring isn‘t deliberate. Due to my size it is usually what is easiest reached when my survival instincts kick in. I have never done it unless I was in over my head and didn’t feel I would make it out of the fight.”

“And you didn’t feel you were going to make it out of the Arena last match, did you?”

“No sir. That is why I was making my tail move for the crowds to scream. The sound of them calling me was the only thing that gave me the strength to finish the fight and make it to the healing fount. I am unable to heal myself, Arch Mage Traven thinks I may have a disorder causing it.”

“Do you know how many times Owyn had to use the fount on you that fight?”

“I counted sixteen, but I was passed out quite a while.”

“It was thirty-seven times. You are right, you almost didn’t make it.”

“Sir, I will try to refrain from any more beheadings. To be honest it made me quite ill to see.”

“For a minute I thought you were going to argue that one as well.”

“Technically when done that way it is quick and painless. But it made me quite sick to my stomach and I really hated it.”

“So I can leave the citation standing?”

“Yes sir. What about the others?”

“I’ll send a retraction to Owyn and expunge the citation on the disembowelment, you have proven your case that it is not what you did. I will take the goring into consideration and let you know my answer.”

“Thank you sir. When you are the smaller and weaker combatant like I usually am, you need some advantages.”






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Jack Thompson hesitated as if choosing his words carefully.

“You seemed familiar with many proper procedures in the hearing, have you been in Council Chambers before?”

“Plenty sir, but not for anything I’ve done. I was in the Orphanage at the Imperial Compound back when the Council Chambers were housed there. Out of boredom I used to sneak into the hearing room and listen to the cases.”

“A white Khajiit? Oh my.”

“Oh dear.”

“Are you the one that tied the lawyers shoe laces together so they fell down when they stood?”

“Before I answer, were you ever a victim of that prank?”

“Frogs in my satchel? A mouse in my pocket? The goats stomach that made gaseous noise when the judge sat on it? Putting alcohol in the court water pitchers so all the defendants got drunk? The bucket of water that doused everyone as they entered the building? The odd haircuts on Adamus Phillida and Hieronymus Lex?”

“Er….”

“The slaughterfish incident? The needle on the judge‘s chair? Phillida and Lex with boot blacking beards? The pigeon incident? The flood? The mass bedwetting among the Legion? Are you the one that caused Hieronymus Lex to vacate and refuse to return till you were gone? The tarring incident? Taking Phillida‘s expensive private wine collection and giving a bottle each to all the prisoners?”

“Er…but they say that if you get it out of your system as a child you grow into a responsible adult.”

“Where did you go when you left the orphanage?”

“I was adopted, and I went to the Arcane University.

“Hannibal Traven is an old friend of mine. Did you…” The expression on his face changed suddenly from scanning back through his memory to one of fleeting surprise before the mask fell again, sealing off any indications that revealed what he was thinking.

“Oh dear.” I knew what was coming.

“Oh my. Do I need to ask? The horse in his bedroom? Breaking all the windows in his tower? Blowing up the grounds? Turning Daedra loose on the campus?”

“Well, I am grateful your expression never made it as far as dawning horror. I want you to know Hannibal and I have become friends since I graduated, although he does admit relief I am no longer a student there.”

“I can well imagine. I do remember Hannibal saying you showed a remarkable innate ability to defend yourself in those situations. For someone with no formal training you did extremely well in the hearing today.”

“Sir, I hope this doesn‘t effect how you feel about me, I give you my word of honor I am innocent of these charges.”

“Let us hope you have gotten it all out of your system. I have visions of the Arena crumbling suddenly. I do believe you are innocent of these charges though, all of you.” He looked serious when he said that and looked me directly in the eyes.





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Jack stood up and rapped on the door. The scraping of the key in the lock came quickly, the guards must be desiring their meal. It was late morning when they had escorted me to the hearing room and they had stood like statues by the door in case I made a break for it or became violent or something.

A glance out the windows as we passed gave me a sudden shock. I knew it had to be late in the day now, but still I was surprised to see the sun laying halfway below the tree-line on the other side of the Rumare. Was it that late in the day? Would I be spending the night here?

The sound of our feet echoed in the corridor as we followed the curved walkway to the lower levels, the boots of the guards rhythmically in unison…hurrying so they could get to their meal.

There were no more windows then and the corridor seemed unnaturally dark compared to those we had just passed through, why was the sound of their boots so loud? They were going too fast and I felt my feet beginning to drag trying to slow them down. It was hard to breath suddenly, couldn’t they feel it? Like the oxygen was sucked from the air.

They were all talking as if they didn’t notice the heavy dampness that felt like it would suffocate me any second. Stories of the treatment of beast species in prisons at night came unbidden to my mind, tales of torture chambers that were found in the lower levels of even some of the castles.

Somehow I thought since I was innocent I would not be returned to that cell, that it would come out in the hearing and I would be released. Yet here I was, going down into the bowels of the palace. A place where those Elders who hated Khajiit lived.

“What is it? You don‘t look well, is something upsetting you?” Jack had eschewed his mask-like expression and had a look of concern on his face.

“The Elders live here, and they hate Khajiit. I’ve heard of how beast species are tortured in chambers at night in the prisons, even in the castles. I thought my innocence would come out in the hearing, but the Elders didn’t hear a word I said. All they saw was Khajiit, and I was guilty already in their minds.”

“I felt that as well. They are not fans of Orc either, but he was the plaintiff.”

“Jack, I know you don’t represent me in there, but if you can find any loophole, anything. Please? I…I’m afraid.”

“I’ll do whatever I can, but I can’t make any promises.”

Jack gave a slight wave of his hand as the guards reached my cell. I raised my hand in the Arena salute. The emotionless mask that kept his thoughts from being read had dropped back over his face and I wondered if he really would help me. Maybe like the guards he had only getting home to his dinner on his mind. I prayed to Akatosh that Jack would get me out of here before I found out personally if they had a torture chamber.


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This post has been edited by mALX: May 10 2010, 08:22 AM

[Winter Wolf]

“It was thirty-seven times. You are right, you almost didn’t make it.”

Wow....

Taking Phillida‘s expensive private wine collection and giving a bottle each to all the prisoners?”

A neat touch. Go Maxical !!:lol:

Jack Thompson?
Maxical is putting her hopes on a man in a Hawaiian shirt.

[Destri Melarg]

Chapter 19: The Orc In Court

“I’m sorry Agronak, you are my best friend, but if you want my opnion you are still reeling from the loss of your mother. I think that the lawyer that pushed you to this action acted unscrupulously and was precipitous because he was over-eager to have his name connected with your fame. In my mind he owes us an apology for the embarrassment of our public interest.”

There it is in black and white, proof positive that Maxical is anything but dumb!

Stand aside Perry Mason, here comes the Berry Sundae.

classic!

Chapter 20: Our Past Catches Up To Us All

Jack Thompson for the defense . . . now that is funny!

When Thompson is listing the various (and numerous) offenses committed by Maxical I had this vision of the movie Beverly Hills Cop and the late great Stephen Elliott as Police Chief Hubbard asking Lt. Bogomil:

“Is this the gentleman who ruined the buffet at the Harrow Club this morning?”

I am all too curious to see what you have planned for us in the infamous Chapter 21!

[Acadian]

This was a lovely clever way of highlighting some things about how Maxical feels about the Arena as well as reviewing some of her prankish history! Well done mALX!

[Olen]

The history section made me laugh. And more courtroom drama, this is brilliant, I'm enjoying seeing this side of Maxical and want to read more.

“Your reputation for extreme language and violence…

Classic, this made me laugh out loud.

Somehow I thought since I was innocent I would not be returned to that cell

Clearly she hasn't read Legal Basics from daggerfall to know that the Tamriel legal system works on guilty until proven innocent.

Excellent, I'm loving this.

[haute ecole rider]

Enjoyed the recitation of Maxical's pranks in the orphanage! Boy, she really picked on Phillida and Lex! Well, Lex really needs it!

The kitty is a sponge! She remembers everything she sees and hears, just like a real cat!

[Remko]

Finally found the time to re-read your excellent story and I am amazed.... You've really gone to town with this re-write. Agranok a con-man???? hmmm.....

[mALX]

@ Winter Wolf - I had barely brushed on the trouble she got into at the orphanage, so thought I would give a hint at some details, lol. I took down Jack's picture because after you said that I noticed that and some phone lines, lol. It was either him or the head of the house Indoril in Morrowind. Thank you so much Wolf !!!!

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@ Destri - I dumbed it down after Hauty noticed it was not jiving with her normal self, but had to leave that sentence in. She was still ready to give him the benefit of the doubt even at the end of all that, which was very Maxical. I know I have seen that...or am I thinking of "Switching Places?" I just can't remember the scene, lol. Chapter 21 is on its way! Thank you so much Destri!!!!

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@ Acadian - Thank you so much Acadian! A lot of that courtroom and lawyer discussion were done in free-typing, so I was surprised myself by some things that came out in that scene, lol. You ROCK!

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@ Olen - Thank you very much Olen! Lol, I dug through that page and was going to have her facing X days and X Septims, but decided to cut it out. I was actually trying to cut the story down and make it shorter, instead it has taken on a new life with this Arena. I barely touched on the Arena in the original, and wanted to expand it just a little - now it is growing out of proportion and I can't seem to contain it anymore, lol. Thank you Olen! You are very appreciated!

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@ Hauty - Thank you very much Hauty!!! I have a scene coming up in a few chapters where I am going to use that PM on cats you sent me back (last year?). My cat is the same way. If I woke up at 1 AM and gave him a kitty treat he would wake me up at 1 AM the following night demanding a kitty treat. Thank you Hauty!!!!

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@ Remko - Thank you Remko! Uh Oh, I hope it doesn't offend anyone, lol. He is actually portrayed as too good in game, and I made him too good in the original story. I kind of wanted to address that this time. Thank you so much Remko, and PLEASE finish your Oblivion story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You have left a lot of readers hanging on it!!!!!!!!!

[mALX]

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Chapter 21: What I Learned In Prison


Andronicus flew to the front of the cell as we approached, she was in a terrible state till she saw Jack Thompson. Then a transformation took place that I would have given anything not to have witnessed. I watched her attempts at archness and flirtation with humiliation and was grateful to see humor flash in Jack’s eyes. He must be used to having to deal with her, or her type.

The cell door clanked loudly behind me and the guards hurried off. Jack went back the direction we had just come from.

“How did it go up there?”

“I used everything you told me Andronicus. You were right about Agronak, I have never seen anything like it! I believe he would crawl through Oblivion on his knees if he thought he saw a Septim there. It’s really odd though, I got the feeling he is up to something. He was acting like he didn’t know basic Arena knowledge, stuff even I know.”

“I started to tell you before they busted in and arrested us. He is up to something. Buying that expensive ring for you…”

“Oh he didn’t buy that, at least not recently. It was in his mothers things. He said he bought it with his winnings when he became Grand Champion and gave it to his mother. She wished me to have something when she passed and that is what he chose.

“Well he is either lying to you or to the Courier.”

“What?”

“I grabbed this out of Owyn’s hands right before they burst through the door. Since I had peed all over myself they just threw me in the cell without stripping me down. I still had it in my hand. It comes in handy to have a loose bladder every now and then.”

“If you say so.”

“Look, it is a little tattered, but read the article.”

“I scanned it at the Arcane.”

“Quit running your mouth and look! Down here where Hassiri interviewed Ris Fralmoton. Read what Ris told them.”

“Who is Ris Fralmoton?”

“Just read it.”

I didn’t scan the article this time, but really sat down and read it. “Why did Agronak give no comment? That is as much as confirming it is true! Hassiri says he gave him a coy smile, Hassiri has to be making that part up in his own mind, to make the story more interesting.”

“Hassiri does not do that. If he wrote it, it happened. You should know that.”

“It says Ris Fralmoton owns the Red Diamond Jewelers? Who is he? I thought Hamlof was the owner, that‘s who Agronak dealt with. I never heard of this other man.”

“Ris owns the store, he and Hamlof are partners. Ris had to be there, or Hassiri wouldn’t have been able to interview him. Are you sure Hamlof was the only one there?”

“Hamlof was alone. I didn’t look upstairs, of course…“ The words died in my throat as I remembered that day.

“Agronak said nature was calling and asked Hamlof if he could step upstairs and use his urn. He was up there a little while, long enough that I wondered if he was leaving one of his enormous gross Orc piles up there like he does in the Bloodworks. I can’t even stand walking in that end of the room after he has used the urn.”

“He was up there talking to Ris is what he was doing. Ris said he sold him the ring that same day, and witnessed him give you the deed to the house right afterward. Read it, he even describes the ring he sold him. Anyone reading that can see that ring on your finger and know it is the same one Agronak bought.”

Fathis. Fathis would read this and see the ring and know it was the same one.

I couldn’t say anything about Fathis aloud if I wanted peace to abound between Andronicus and I. She would go from friend to foe at the mention of his name.

“Why would Agronak lie to me about the ring?”

“Because you wouldn’t take it if you thought it was just bought for you.”

“Of course not! That would look like…”

“Now you’re thinking.”

I remembered Fathis’s face that day, that was exactly what it had looked like to him. And if I had told Fathis that it was just a behest I would have looked like a liar to him when he read the Courier. Oh dear gods I am glad he refused to listen to me that day! He would have thought me a liar! Oh dear gods! Why would Agronak do that?

“Andronicus, why would he want to give me a ring in the first place? We are just friends. And how did you know he was pulling something?”

“He did this before, a long time ago. I can’t remember what story he gave the girl to get her to take the ring, but it was the same. Right in front of the Jewelers and across from the Courier office. Ris sold him the ring then too. She liked a boy there at the Arena and Agronak set her up to look like she was choosing him over that boy. There was a big fight and that young boy knocked out both Gils and Agronak with his bare fists right there in the Bloodworks.“

“He knocked out Agronak? How?”

“I shouldn’t tell you this, but I doubt I’ll be his manager anymore after this. Agronak has a glass jaw.”

“You are kidding me! Agronak?”

“I think it is because he is a mixed race. His jaw is totally different than other Orc. Everyone knows there is no sense clopping an Orc in the jaw, they are like rock. Because of that no one has ever done it to Agronak, thinking it will be the same with him. But his jaw is delicate as a babies. This guy found out about it somehow.”

“Why did the boy knock out Gils?”

“Why else? Gils hasn’t changed a bit since the day he joined the Arena. He was hitting on everything that walked then just like he does now. Gils and Agronak got in some terrible rows over that girl, shouting and threatening each other. I guess Gils was wanting to take a whack at her and Agronak was interested. Just like they have been doing lately over you. Must be something about Khajiit that drives men crazy.”

“Was she Khajiit?”

“Yeah, I don’t get what the big draw is. So you have fur, so what?”

“With Gils all you have to do is look halfway female and be new to the Arena. You could be a female mud crab or slaughter fish, he just wants to try out something new.”

“BWAAAHAAA!”

“But Andronicus, Agronak couldn’t be interested in her, just like he can’t be interested in me or you. I don’t understand why he would fight with Gils even. His [censored] don‘t work.”

“Did you try him?”

“EW! NO! It’s because he is an Orc mix, they can’t you know. I learned that at the Arcane.”

“You’re lying!”

“No, there are even books written about it, research has been done. They can’t… period. Not even with themselves.”

“BWAAAHAAA! His jaw is crap, now his [censored] is broke! I wonder what else don’t work on him?”

“Does anything else matter?”

“BWAAAHAAA!”

“School children have rhymes they say about it, here is one…‘Mix an Orc with any blood, but their get will be a dud‘.”

“BWAAAHAAAA!”

“Breed an Orc with anyone, but their kids will have no fun.”

“BWAAAAHA…All right now, stop!”

“His jaw is crap, his [censored] is broke, now the women get no poke.”

“BWAAHA…Quit! I mean it, damn you! Ah, crap! …You made me wet myself with your stupid rhymes!”

“Don’t mix Orc you stupid jerk, if you do their [censored] won’t work!”

“BWAAHAA! You [censored], I told you to quit! Ah hell, it’s too late now. SHRIEK! BWAAAHAGA..CA..CA…SHRIEK! BWAAAHAAAG..CA..CA!”

“Are you okay Andronicus? Are you choking? Should I hit your back for you?”

She was dancing in circles; trying to point at her back and catch her breath, all while trailing a stream of puddles. Tears were streaming down her face. When she caught her breath she couldn’t stop laughing. I pounded her back for her and knocked her down, I guess it was a little too hard since she didn’t have her balance. I picked her back up again.

“I’m going to kill you! When I say stop, I mean it! Now shut up for a second and let me catch my breath!…BWAAAHAAAA! Oh, my stomach hurts…BWAAAHAAA! Shut up Maxical!…oh, my stomach!…BWAAAAHAAA.”

I could have come up with a million more, but I was afraid Andronicus would choke to death. I learned at the Arcane that I had a gift of being able to come up with dirty limericks at the drop of a hat.

“I think you’re the cause of half my bladder problems, you [censored]!”

“Sorry Andronicus, I was holding back all the good ones ‘cause I know you’re a lightweight.”

“Like what?”

“Oooh nooo, I won’t tell you any more. You will just cuss me again, and who knows what else you may release.”

“Come on, just one more but make it a good one.”

“His jaw don’t work so he can’t suck, his [censored] don’t work so he can’t [censored].”

“SHRIEK! BWAAAHAGA..CA..CA…SHRIEK! BWAAAHAAAG..CA..CA! SHRIEK! BWAAAHAGA..CA..CA…SHRIEK! BWAAAHAAAG..CA..CA!”

“Are you okay Andronicus? Are you choking? Should I hit your back for you again?”

“I’m going to kill you! Shut up! BWAAAAAHAAAA! Let me catch my breath!…BWAAAHAAAA! Oh, my stomach hurts…BWAAAHAAA! Shut up Maxical!…oh, my stomach!…BWAAAAHAAA.”

The guard walked up and pounded his rod against the bars of the cell door. “Shut up in there!”

“BWAAAHAAAHAAA!”

“Shut up I say!”

“Sir, she is having a seizure. Send for the healers please, if you don’t mind.”

“BWAAAHAAAHAAA!…seizure…BWAAAAHAAAA…healers…BWAAAHAA!”

“Hurry please!” I hoped I could get Andronicus to quit laughing before he arrived.

The guard scurried away. In some unbelievably bad timed twist of fate the healer was already down in the dungeons for another prisoner.

“This woman appears to be hysterical, this is no seizure. What kind of a game are you pulling here?”

“None sir. She may have become hysterical from fear.”

“BWAAAHAAA…fear…BUUUWAAAHAAA”

“Can’t you give her something to calm her down, the guard is threatening violence to her if she doesn’t quiet.”

“BWAAAAHAAA! …Violence….Stop it, CA CA! …You‘re killing me! BUWAAAHAA”

“This better be the last time I am called to this cell!” He cast a spell on Andronicus from the door of the cell.”

“Buwa…buwa…oooooh that feels really good. Aaahhh… SNORE KA SNORE KA”

“She can’t help the snoring sir, please tell the guards it is not her fault.”





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I felt alone and afraid after Andronicus was knocked out. I thought hard about Agronak doing that to me, it had to be deliberate if he did it before. I had thought he was just dumb like me…what could all this mean? Was it connected to the arrest?

When Andronicus finally awoke a couple hours later I was really afraid to make her laugh again.

“Andronicus, did that boy that hit Agronak die in the Arena? I mean, why isn’t he the Grand Champion?”

“He was supposed to be. He was Owyn’s Champion. He beat the Yellow team Champion and used the winnings to buy the girls contract off Owyn so she could leave. He grabbed that girl and left before making the challenge and hasn’t been back since.”

“He quit the Arena?”

“They both did.”

“I can’t imagine Agronak as a Pit Dog.”

“He wasn’t for long. Agronak worked his way up quick, quicker than I’ve ever seen anyone do. Gils was almost as good as Agronak, but he moved really slow, he never wanted to be the same level as Agronak so he would never have to fight him. Once Gils made Gladiator you could barely push him into the Arena for a bout.”

“Why?”

“Why do you think? If he makes Champion he will have to fight his best friend. And he would make Champion if he was out there, he is good.”

“You are kidding! The only time I’ve ever seen him make a fist since I’ve been here is…you know.”

“BWAAAHAAAA!”

“Don’t start laughing again, that guard was wanting to hurt you. Andronicus I am scared, will you stay awake and talk to me? I’ve heard they come in the night and take beast species to torture chambers. If they come for me, I want you to tell Jack what happened.”

“It’s no lie, we got an Argonian from the Leyawiin jail that was in such bad shape we couldn’t sign him. And Skingrad, prisoners don’t come out of there alive. If they try to take you I will kill them with my bare hands!”

“Don’t do that Andronicus. That guard was already wanting to come in and beat you with that rod of his, and you are an Imperial. I don’t want you hurt on my account.”


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[Olen]

Dirty rhymes about orc knob, hilarious part really good job.

And now talk of people leaving the arena... might give Maxical ideas, assuming there are no mad women and/or vampires in the Imperial City Jail.

[haute ecole rider]

That guard was already wanting to come in and beat you with that rod of his, and you are an Imperial.

And is an Imperial "rod" any better than an Orc "rod?"

DARNNIT MAXICAL! All these dirty limericks! I feel another one coming on . . .

Oh *@$&*! I'm leaving!

And somebody get Andronicus some Detrol and Depends!

[Destri Melarg]

What's more useless than [censored] on a nun?
A [censored] on an Orc, if his father wasn't one!

Oh Dammit!!! It is catching!!!!

Wait for me hautee!!

*Destri leaves before another comes to mind*

[Zalphon]

Agronak as a pit dog!? Brilliance!

[Acadian]

Nice job mALX. More of the dark side of Agronak is revealed. Quite a complex web.

[D.Foxy]

A lot of dirty rhymes are coming
All because of this naughty minx
And, to keep anticipation running
I'm posting it later (leering wink)

So all you girls and guys who read
Wait her for the Maestro's deed
Anticipation rise to fever pitch
Yes, I assure you, it will be rich!

[D.Foxy]

The Ballad of the White Khajit

Chorus:

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

In pearly morn, of early morn, with entry like no other
Arena saw a Khajit small - and gave a collective shudder!
She had a tail, that without fail, would swing you like a rudder
A smile to please, the sexy tease, she made all hearts a-flutter!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

Inside the ring, she did her thing, n' slayed the m*therf*ckers,
But off the ground, in the compound, the men went all-out nutters!
For the Coochie neat, had Poosie sweet, that oozed a sexy scent
The smell it gave, all hell it made, for men's horny intent!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

Before inside, the men did hide, in corners dark and deep
But when she came, her sexy frame, would make their pricks out leap!
And they would bound, and come around, and ogle at her a.s.s,
That's quite a feat, from this Young Meek, Little Khajit Lass!!!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

She had a way, of words to say, that came out really lewd
While all the time, she said the crime, was with their thinking crude!
A Virgin bright, in furry white, that was our Khajit Babe -
Which man would make, her Hymen break, was all the Guesser's Rage!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

Then suddenly, all men could see, a big grey angry Orc
A Champion strong, with sword all long, eyes like a blazing hawk!
He'd fight and win, and add to sin, for he befriended her -
Then all and one, would shout and run, he was hitting her fur!!!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

This cat in white, brain not so bright, knew once a Wizard Mage,
Who loved her more, but had a flaw - a real big jealous rage!
Crazy Fathis' Zany antics became talk of the town
Y'all know why - when rumours fly, you can't keep gossip down!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

Now Fathis loved, the girl above, with love like ne'er before
It is so strange - this Horny Mage , would have girls by the score!
But when he saw, the Kitty before, and after her blue showed
His horny mind, could not decline, visions of sexual mode!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

Tho' Mage he was, his fleshly sword, rose up at every time
When he saw her, within white fur, in heat and dusty clime
N' all over town, he was the clown, rampaging all around
To scream and speak, with words so bleak, of her letting him down!

Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe
Y'know you got the White Fur that every dickie craves
Hey! Hey! Cutie Khajit Hoochie Coochie Babe!

So there it is...to share it with, dear reader laughing hard
You'll see the light, when more I write, my bawdy calling card!
For chapters more, and by the score, our mALX will write each week
Then I will write - without respite - poetry to make you leak!!!

[ureniashtram]

Hey, finally caught up with your story and .... (gasps).... .... Oh, my goodness, graciousness, eating Jollibee brings me happiness... WTH!!!!1one1

A naughty Khajiit saying lewd rhymes.. A certain Fox ( ) telling us The Ballad of The White Khajiit.. Why, this is gonna make Sheogorath even more crazy!

Anyway, this chapter reveals some 'interesting' stuff about the characters. And it isn't about Agronakies ( can't resist, ) intention!

This post has been edited by ureniashtram: May 14 2010, 11:53 AM