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

[Zalphon]

You know, Malx...You're not supposed to put readers in the ER, due to being unable to breathe, because they're laughing.

[mALX]

@ Foxy - I had your chocolate pudding in mind when I wrote this chapter, lol. Thank you very much Foxy!!!!

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@ Treydog - I knew they liked it, but never knew why! Thank you Treydog! The feral cats do not want humans touching them, but all will come back to me for more if I pull their tail - I just had to write that in as a part of her cat nature.

Agronak's prejudice...I really don't know where that came from! I was just typing the chapter and tried to think of how to start his conversation with the Courier brothers based on his usual attitude of superiority...and out it came! I was rolling writing this chapter, and choked myself to death on every edit.

My son was passing behind me (COS = child over shoulder) and saw the "BRAAAAP" and said something about fudge dragon on the way - that got the descriptives in the chapter. Most of them come from Southpark's "Dooky in the Urinal" at school episode.

Thank you so much Treydog!!!!

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@ Hauty - Thank you so much Hauty !!!! Both requests are coming up too! (Yes, I broke down and did a BHC for this storyline, lol - finally!)

This chapter almost wrote itself. The Brothers and Agronak...I had the personalities of the players in my mind, and just let loose. The real epiphany (for me) was Agronak sitting down on that crate and envisioning that picket of the Arena - that grew out of a small idea and became huge. I had to re-write this and some upcoming chapters to accomodate it, but I love it and hope you'all will too!

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@ Hazmick - Thank you so much Hazmick! I appreciate that a lot, I really loved the Brother's roles in this chapter!

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@ Acadian - Thank you very much Acadian !!!! (No Orc were X-laxed by cookies in my story! They are just naturally gassy...at least I always pictured them as being that way, lol).

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@ Olen - Thank you so much Olen!!! I actually had quite a few BHC issues in my original story, surprisingly they have been scarce in this one - but I did make one to cover this interview...still, I doubt anything could cover the visit itself - at least not in my mind, lol. Thank you again Olen!

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@ Remko - Yeah! You are back and picked up on one of my fave lines in this chapter !!! So glad you are back and updating, I've missed Rales and Zerina !!

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@ Rachel the Breton - ARGH!!!!!! I love it!!!!! Thank you so much Rachel!!! I got teary-eyed when I saw it!!! - I have a few things written for the original story that I just have to post - if for no other reason than to redeem myself, lol. But it is not far from the end, and I really want to finish it and not just quit when it is that close to ending - I love the end. THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH for the beautiful picture of Maxical !!!!!!!

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@ Treydog - Thank you so much for the clue...what made you think of that suddenly? Awesome idea!!!

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@ Zalphon - ROFL! Thank you Zalphon! That made my day!!!

[mALX]

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Chapter 39: Agronak, Back To Back



******* Urjabhi


“How much of that can we actually use?� Urjabhi said under his breath as they watched Agronak walk away.

“He’s turning around again, smile and wave.� Ra'jiradh said. “And…okay, he’s around the corner. Lock the door in case he decides to come back. Get the board up. We’ll compare notes and figure out what we‘ve got to work with.�

“You get the board. I think he crapped in that chair, it still stinks. I’ve got to clean it before anyone sits in it again.� Urjabhi yanked the slipcovers off the chair and tossed them in the alley behind the Courier office. He grabbed a strong smelling disinfectant and began scrubbing the chair.

“You doing that now? Lets get the story up and printed first.� Ra'jiradh pulled the board up and began tacking pages of notes on it.

“I can‘t, the smell...� Urjabhi said and kept scrubbing.

“That Orc has some ego.“ Ra'jiradh said, flipping through his pad and scanning the notes.

Hassiri let himself in with his key. “What’s going on? …Did something die in here?�

“His Lordship the Orc was here, wait till you hear some of the crap he spewed in here tonight.� Urjabhi scrubbed as he spoke.

“I can smell it, does he not know how to use an urn? Where‘s dinner?� Hassiri was lifting lids on empty pots.

“The Orc ate all of it. And all the cookies.� Ra'jiradh growled. “You won’t believe what’s going on with that nutcase. He’s been banned from both Bloodworks, he‘s got no way to get into the Arena for fights. He wants the Courier to rouse his fans to picket protest at the Arena and call for a boycott of it till they let him back in.�

“Banned? I just saw him going toward the Arena less than a minute ago.� Hassiri paused in the act of handing his notepad to Ra'jiradh.

“You still in the white Khajiit’s corner?� Ra'jiradh asked.

Hassiri nodded.

“Well the Commerce activity log shows she did an annulment of the transaction with that deed, giving the house back to Agronak in a way that it looks as if it was never in her name. There may be trouble if the Orc is headed that way.� Ra'jiradh handed Hassiri a fresh pad, quill and ink pot. “Go.�

Hassiri opened the door and they all heard the sound, thumping and bellowing coming from the direction of the Arena. Hassiri shot out the door.

“You better go too Urjabhi, he may need you. I‘ll handle this end.“ Ra'jiradh handed him a pad.











******* Owyn

A tentative knock on the Bloodworks door brought Owyn to his feet, staggering slightly and still gripping Gils‘ brandy bottle.

“Uncle Owyn? It’s me…Antoine Dodson…your…nephew? Didn‘t you get the letter?�

“Keep still when you talk, I’m getting seasick…� Owyn pulled him in and locked the door behind him. “We’ve been having a little trouble around here.�

“Trouble, you ain’t heard trouble. That rapist that escaped from here while you were in jail…the one that killed Claudius Arcadia’s daughter? He ‘been climbing in windows in Ocato Park. He ‘been snatching people up and trying to rape them, we had to hide the kids, hide the wives and the husbands. Obviously he was rapin’ everybody out there. And the Legion won’t do nothing, even though he left his shirt behind with his name written on the inside collar like he too dumb to even remember his own name…Rufio. He is so dumb! He is really dumb! Since you taught me how to fight, I thought I’d come here to the Arena, I need to earn enough Septims to get my family outa’ there. Then I‘m going to go looking for him, and I’m gonna’ fiiind him….�

Through a blurry haze Owyn saw a red kerchief holding back a full afro from a face lit by a toothy grin.

“The first thing you need to learn is not to talk so much when I’ve had too much brandy.� Owyn said gruffly. “How is your sister Kelly doing?�

“Oh, she was scared, but he didn’t get what he came for, I heard her screamin’ and ran in there. I was bobbing and weaving...er, you didn‘t teach me that…he was plenty scared, and I even got a few good licks in before he climbed back out the window. He is really dumb…�

Owyn peered at him, squinting his eyes to focus. He plopped the brandy jug down on top of his cabinet with a loud thud. He needed Pits right now, but his own nephew? And a whole family relying on him to be their protector and support…but where else to send him for a job?

“Look Antoine. I’m going to write a note to…someone that might help you. Your family needs you, they rely on you to support and protect them…my sister would kill me if something happened to you…and it would. Fighters come here because they don’t have families. Now you bring this to the Merchants Inn. Speak to Fathis Aren. He’ll find work for you. And don’t talk his ear off! Here is enough Septims to pay a week at Luther Broads and eat, if you need more just come ask.� Owyn scribbled a barely legible note.

Maxical and Gils were standing bug-eyed when Antoine left.

“You sent him to Fathis Aren?� Gils sounded stunned.

“He’ll help him, he helps anyone that needs it!� Maxical stuck out her tongue at Gils and then turned to Owyn. “He is your nephew Owyn? He’s so cute, what happened?�

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?� Owyn roared.

Both Maxical and Gils broke out laughing, and after a moments hesitation Owyn did too. A pounding on the door silenced all the laughter, it sounded like something was going to come through it at any second.

“Are they coming to arrest us again?“ Maxical froze.

“Maxical! Get in the bathing room and lock yourself in. Gils, you go with her and protect her. I’ll handle this. GO!� Owyn was shouting but was drowned out by a roaring coming from outside the door.

“He must have gotten the deed.“ Gils yelled, signaling Maxical into the bathing room.

She kicked her shoes off on the way and grabbed her sword down off the wall, holding it awkwardly in her left hand.

Owyn shook his head. “She can’t use that thing with her left hand Gils. Make sure all the doors are dead-bolted.“

“He can‘t get by me.� Gils called. “Get in the corner Maxical.“

Owyn waited till he heard the deadbolt slide across before hurrying over to his cabinet and removing his old fighting robe. He donned it, hurrying to the door. Before exiting he grabbed the sack filled with weights that was used to prop doors open.

The scuffle was already started outside when Owyn slid out, locking the door behind him. Agronak was resisting arrest. Three guards already lay unconscious on the ground, and Agronak knocked out two more as Owyn approached. Several were running up from different directions. Taking a step toward Agronak, Owyn’s fist shot upward. The huge Orc wavered for a second and then fell over backwards. He was knocked out cold. Owyn dumped the sack in the bushes before the guards made it onto the scene.

“What happened? Is that Owyn?�

“Did you see that? Owyn just knocked out the Grand Champion! Knocked him out cold with one punch!�

“Owyn, that was some hit!�

“Get that scum away from my Bloodworks, here is the legal ban taken out this morning and he assaulted one of my fighters this afternoon with the ban in place. Now he‘s back again. Write your charges up and I’ll sign it.�

“We have disturbing the peace, resisting arrest, assault on your fighter while under ban, and two counts of trespassing.�

Owyn signed it. “I need a copy for Jack.�

Hassiri and Urjabhi were standing at a safe vantage point…Antoine was standing near them…oh no.

Antoine hurried over. “Un…�

Owyn gave him a signal and he stopped mid word.

“Now you listen to me…� Leaning over so his voice wouldn’t carry to the Khajiit brothers from the Courier, Owyn gave a few quick instructions into Antoine’s ear.

Owyn signaled Hassiri to him, and Urjabhi swarmed the guards for interviews.

“That piece of [censored] crushed Maxical’s shoulder this afternoon right after she interviewed with you. He had that coming. He was legally banned early this morning…� Owyn went on to list the charges.

“Er, I’m going off the record now.� Hassiri put his pad in his pocket. “Don’t forget your sack when the guards leave.�

“If we’re off the record I’ll tell you a secret about that Orc. That trick won’t work on a full one, but that one has a glass jaw. I can‘t tell you that, but if anyone else does that is not connected to me…feel free to print it.�

Hassiri‘s eyes widened. “I would never have guessed that. My brothers and I have run chains on bullies before, so I knew it was coming when I saw your robe. Urjabhi will know, but won‘t say a word, believe me. The Orc is not well liked at the Courier, but we have to cover him. He came to our offices tonight and gave an interview, some of which concerns your Bloodworks. He was on the record the whole time, so I‘m not telling you anything you won‘t read tomorrow morning. Just a heads up. He is trying to rally his fans to picket protest the Arena and call for a boycott till he is allowed back in the Bloodworks. I‘m in Maxical‘s corner so Urjabhi and Ra'jiradh are handling the edition. Some things will be said about Maxical in it but I will try to minimize the damage as much as possible. I will promise you this, the Orc will look worse in it than anyone he talked about.�

“Hassiri you are a gem. I appreciate that. Do you care if I give Jack a heads up on this?�

“Be my guest. I know the Orc has some loyal fans, and it is possible some of them will feel sympathetic towards him. Unless he comes and visits them that is. What happened here tonight may not be in the early edition. If there isn’t room we will print a special late one. Now, as long as we are off record…tell me about the lad there…Uncle Owyn?�

“Off record he is my nephew. You heard about Rufio breaking into houses in Ocato Park? Antoine saved his sister from an attack. He came to me needing work to get his whole family out of that area, it‘s rundown…a real slum. My sister would kill me if anything happened to him, he takes care of all of them since the father died. I’m sending him to Fathis Aren hoping he will find something safe for him. He is hard-working and carries responsibility better than most three times his age. On the record he is just a lad that came looking for work, but we don‘t take combatants that have family relying on them.�

“Haki does.� Hassiri observed aloud. “I’ll take Antoine over there to the Merchants, if Fathis doesn’t have anything for him, maybe we can find something at the Courier for him to do. Will he be staying here?“

“Thank you Hassiri, and no. I can’t…Jack won‘t let him stay here unless I sign him, but I gave him enough to go to Luther Broads till he finds some work.� Owyn shook his hand, palming some passes then quickly cut over to Jack’s house to warn him, leaving Antoine behind.









******* Hassiri


As the guards began pulling Agronak toward the Palace holding area he started to come to, thrashing and pulling down the guards around him. Antoine leaped forward and decked him in the jaw, knocking him out with one punch. The guards stood back gasping. Hassiri hurried forward.

“Young man, do you realize you have just knocked out the Grand Champion? What is your name, can you tell me how you did that?�



“My name is Antoine Dodson from Ocato Park.
It was easy to see, even in the dark…
That this Orc was blue, and must be mixed
And right then I knew he couldn’t be a rapist

Orc mix, you know…
Chuka shucka…
Orc mix, you know…
Chuka shucka…

He come a bangin’ on the Bloodworks door
Tryin’ to start trouble like he did before
Till Owyn knocked him on his [censored]
And I did too cause his jaw is glass

Orc mix, you know…
Chuka shucka…
Orc mix, you know…
Chuka shucka…�


Hassiri was doubled over laughing, but scribbled the words down quickly to print. “Say, that’s pretty good Antoine, you think fast on your feet. I was going to walk with you to the Merchants, if Fathis can’t find work for you I’ll see if we have anything you can do at the Courier.�

Hassiri knocked on the door to Fathis Aren’s suite, but got no answer. A quick check into the restaurant showed no sign of him either.

“Come sup with us tonight, we’ll have to try and catch him in the morning.� Hassiri led Antoine across the street to the Courier office.


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This post has been edited by mALX: Aug 4 2016, 02:24 AM

[hazmick]

what a fantastical turn of events. Poor couriers, I hope they can get the 'essence of Orc' scrubbed off their chair And Owyn, Nephew, RUFIO... will the Dark Brotherhood be looking to recruit a white khajiit in the future?

[D.Foxy]

Ladies and gentlemen, here is the official Speculation of D.Foxy: that the red-haired nephew of Owyn is actually drawn from real life from...


(drum roll)...


the red-haired, naughty and nice, sweet and sassy son of our one and only MaLX!!!!

[Olen]

I like this, the BHC are becoming solid characters and are fun to read about. And as well as the characters (Rufio being an unexpected addition) the plot is great, Agronak arrested? I suppose he had it coming but what will the BHC print about him? I wait with antipication, especially now they know and can print about his glass jaw.

Antoine is a good addition too, I suspect we'll be seeing more of him.

[Acadian]

This was great fun to read and flowed nicely. I like Owyn's 'assisted' punch - reminding us of how Maxical told us about using bags with steel in them when she was in the Office of Imperial Commerce.

What a fun contrast: The powerful Agronak wishing for a viagra potion and the wimpy Rufio with what seems to be a runaway, well, um, you know.

Maxical kicking her shoes off in case she needed her little footie claws was a nice touch.

In exposing Agronak's glass jaw, the orc's career in the Arena is done. A powerful and appropriate statement by Owyn.

[treydog]

Loved every bit of it. Especially these two lines:

“Keep still when you talk, I’m getting seasick…”

“He is your nephew Owyn? He’s so cute, what happened?”

Antoine is a treasure- and the Mixed Orc Rap was inspired.

I have some ideas about the other thing- will PM later and you can see whether they will work.

[mALX]

@ Hazmick - Oh, the DB has a huge role coming up very soon, lol. Thank you so much Hazmick!!!!

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@ Foxy - Thank you very much Foxy! As usual, Damien "Foxy" Reynard is correct - but the aim is off slightly, as I am not a Redguard - and my son is actually blonde - however, the real life part was correct.

PS: Damien Reynard has an enormous part coming up shortly - much much more in depth than the original story. Do you want to proofread before they post? Let me know something, lol. You ROCK!!!

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@ Olen - All H is fixing to break out in the Imperial City; forces are lining up in town that will bust the place wide open at that music festival, lol. Thank you so much Olen!!!

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@ Acadian - Libido? Is that the word you were searching for? Lol. I couldn't stop myself from adding Antoine, hoping to slip it under the wire while Destri isn't looking because I know I will hear about it if he sees it, lol. (neigh...clop clippity clop). He may get a bit part later, I am hoping he doesn't take over the story like Jack Thompson or [spoiler alert] Wes Johnson have, lol. Thank you so very much Acadian !!!!!

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@ Treydog - You know I am all ears when you get ideas! And you are on a huge roll lately too! Julian of Anvil ????? ARGH !!!!! Thank you so much Treydog! And I am worming around trying to find a place to slip in that last suggestion - really great idea!!!


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This post has been edited by mALX: Sep 6 2010, 12:12 AM

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Chapter 40: Promotions and Commotions





******* Pilus


Pilus had started a new routine of practicing late at night when the training room was empty. The day he caused the dummy’s head to rip off and fly across the room was the day he suddenly took to wearing his rain cloak everywhere he went.

He was just coming on duty the night they dragged an unconscious Gray Prince through the streets to the Palace. It was there on the steps of the Palace that Agronak woke swinging, taking down several of his colleagues before his eyes. In a flash Pilus delivered the uppercut that knocked Agronak out. It was witnessed by many, including Urjabhi from the Courier who immediately interviewed him.

Several of his superior officers were on hand and saw his quick action. One high ranking officer signaled Pilus to follow him into the Legion offices. When he emerged thirty minutes later Pilus was the new hand-to-hand trainer for the Legion.









******* Maxical

Things finally settled down in the Bloodworks after Owyn quit parading around recanting the whole episode repeatedly to us as if we hadn‘t lived through it with him. I’ve begun to realize Owyn loves a good scrap. His victory rout afterwards would rival the proudest banty rooster. He holds his head high and bows his chest out, swaggers and rapidly paces till anyone watching becomes seasick. I excused myself and went to the bathing area.

As I stretched out on my mat I realized that I had been so busy feeling relieved the streets would be ‘Aggie-free’ that I had not noticed Gils' reaction to the arrest. He may not take it well, he is overly defensive and protective of the Orc. Would he blame me for his friend’s arrest?

I was playing with the idea of pretending to be asleep when Gils entered the bathing room, surprising me. I quickly shut my eyes and let my limbs go limp, but was obviously too late. Gils charged over and started tickling me.

“Pretend to sleep on me huh? You don’t want to talk to me? I still owe you punishment for that trick you played on me. I told you this was war! Er…what are you doing?�

I rolled at an angle to place my bottom over his mat. “Tickling makes me leave a puddle, so I am making sure it is your mat that gets it.�

Gils was in the process of trying to roll me back onto my mat when his eyes caught sight of my bandage sticking out slightly from my shirt. He stopped suddenly. “Maxical, I’m sorry. I didn’t think, did I hurt you? I had a wee 'Deoch an Doris' with Owyn. Come on then, I won’t tickle you anymore.�

He lifted me and gently laid me on my mat, his breath an intoxicating mixture of brandy and testosterone wafting by my nose. I think he was about to kiss me when the door opened and Owyn called his name.

“He knows a secret about you, I’m going to get him drunk so he’ll spill it.“ Gils breath tingled my ear as he got up and went back out with Owyn.

Get him drunk? They were both already staggering when they walked. They sounded like howling alley cats singing some of Owyn’s old country songs that Gils had denied knowing the day before, and between choruses they shouted “It's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht.�

Neither could say it distinguishably, which is supposed to signal time to stop drinking and go home. Instead they kept drinking the 'Deoch an Doris' or ‘one more before leaving’…then tried saying it again, slurring and stumbling through it till it was hardly recognizable. The point of that toast was moot since neither of them was leaving anyway, they both lived here.

When Owyn is in one of these moods he always toasts the 'Deoch an Doris' to get Gils to stay out there drinking with him. Gils usually quits first, but not when he is trying to get something out of Owyn.

Dissatisfaction and boredom fought for an uppermost place in my mind at Gils choosing to wrestle Owyn for secrets about me in favor of the kiss his lips had nearly promised…so close to mine I could almost taste them.

I rolled over and sat up suddenly. What was wrong with me? Why did I want Gils to kiss me? Why had I lay back and waited for it instead of pushing him away? Oh dear gods.

The alcohol was fogging the lines of the truce for Gils, his touch on my tail earlier was blurring them for me…had he started me when he grabbed my tail? Oh dear gods.

Fear roused me. I got up and dressed quickly, wincing with each movement. Sliding by two very tipsy men with their heads raised to the ceiling in song was surprisingly easy.






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The night air was clean in my nostrils after so much time enclosed in that Bloodworks. The difference made me wonder if I should bathe before setting foot in Hannibal’s bedroom. I did, cutting down to the Rumare and digging the soap out of my pack.

Owyn’s bandages got wet, so I stripped them off. Hannibal could put fresh ones on me. I had just dipped under the water for a final rinse of my hair when I felt two hands pulling me up, too gentle to be an assault. The kiss I had waited for earlier came then.

My first kiss…I will remember it forever. Everything about it was a paradox. I wanted to feel every nuance and facet of it but felt I should be stopping Gils. My biggest fear was that if I wasn’t started already Gils kiss could put me there…no doubt it would.

I stood still in his arms, yet my heart pounded and I felt breathless as if I had run from here to the Jeralls. Gils tasted enticing…intoxicating. I wanted to savor the taste of him on my tongue, drink the flavor of his mouth as if it were wine. The scents...not just the brandy and Gils’ own mixture of sweet sweat beading over the clean scent of his unperfumed soap; but the Rumare wafting up from below and the night air wrapping itself around us as if to hold me there in his arms.

Gils’ response…I was unprepared for how his arousal would evoke impulses in me, as if forces were lining up… preparing. I felt a rudimentary flickering of awakenings inside me that gathered strength rapidly as his passion grew. I didn’t want to stop kissing him, everything in me was setting itself into place for it to continue to a natural conclusion. It was that moment of awareness that gave me the strength to push back from Gils’ embrace and struggle against the lure of him.

The fear of being started by someone other than Fathis is the only thing that kept me intact, because the night air, the Rumare, and the betrayal of my own senses… there could never be another night as romantic or perfect to give that which I had saved. I will carry that kiss in my memory forever.

My breathing was ragged, I felt rather than heard a purring coming from within me. My voice sounded deep in my ears. “Our truce Gils. You promised.�

“I love you, you know I love you.� If those words had been spoken during the kiss they may have been a catalyst that changed how that kiss ended. Coming as they did after it ended I had time to realize the urgency and need of his arousal that drove the words from him, and the brandy that fueled him as well. Gils was highly drunk.

It didn’t stop him from exuding charm, but made it easier for me to ignore it when I knew it was the brandy talking. “Gils…�

“I know. I shouldna' been drinking knowing I was under truce.�

“You shouldna' followed me either.� I imitated him.

“Why did you come down here to bathe in the middle of the night?�

“I didn’t. I’m going to Hannibal’s.�

“In the middle of the night?�

“I…I think you started me Gils. When you grabbed my tail.�

“I’m going with you then. If I have, you’ll be bound by it. You know that don’t you?�

“I know. But you won’t be.�

“I’ll be in here.� Gils pounded his fist over his heart then raised his open palm to me in the old country swear of a marriage vow.

“Now I know you’ve had too much brandy� I pulled my clothes on before he got any more ideas.

I asked Gils to wait in the lobby while I went and woke up Hannibal.






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Hannibal woke to the sound of the teleporter and was sitting up watching when I emerged.

“What’s wrong Maxical, I can see it in your face.�

I was horsing around with my tail and a man grabbed it tight. I think he started me.�

“Tell me what you felt when he had hold of your tail.�

“A pleasurable tingle, but afterwards it felt like his hand was still there even though he never touched it again. And I craved him to do it again. I kept grabbing my tail to make it stop and look, I wore the hair off it in places. Then I thought he was going to kiss me and I lay back for the kiss. That isn’t like me. Just a while ago he did kiss me and I felt something…awakening inside me.�

“Do you know what this means?�

“That someone other than Fathis started me?�

“I have to give you an examination to determine that. It means Khajiit are not Orc.�

“That’s what he said too.“

“You need to read this book, and when you’re done will you see that Fathis gets it?� He handed me a copy of ‘The Khajiit Mystique’.

I nearly choked. “The guy that touched my tail has been reading this.�

Hannibal paused as if frozen, his hands sticking out stiffly in mid air. “Then he’s trying to seduce you.�

“Of course he is, he‘s in the Bloodworks. But I was making my tail into a cobra and trying to bite his face with it so he had a legitimate reason to grab it.�

“The ‘Famous Pop-Eye‘, hmmm? Is Andronicus still in jail?�

“Yes to both. He’s guarding me under truce, and kept it till he had brandy with Owyn tonight. He’s down in the lobby if you want to lecture him.�

I remembered something. “Oh! He told me the book says I should be eating meat. You know I don’t eat meat. But I ate crab today.�

“He’s absolutely trying to seduce you. Don’t eat any meat until you are ready to breed, it creates a hunger in you.�

“It did.�

“That is why Khajiit parents don’t give their children meat growing up. Now lets see if you have been started.�

“Interesting…hmmm. He didn‘t start you, but you’re very close. It won’t take much at all. What happened to your shoulder?�

“The Orc laid hands on me. He’s in jail for it as we speak.� I watched Hannibal’s face fighting to conceal the rage he was feeling looking at the damage Agronak had done.

“Here is some balm to put on your tail, you have worried the hair off it in places. Nobody but you better apply it. Here is a potion that will stop that sensation, just don’t stir it up again. We need to go over a few things. It is important you know what shouldn‘t be touched if you don‘t want to be started.�

I had quite a few things well instilled in me by Hannibal before he handed me the book back.

“What are these here in chapter seven?� I showed him the pages I had looked at in Gils book.

Hannibal eyed me before answering. “Those pages are things a woman can do with a man while still staying intact and unstarted.�

“So what was the ‘interesting, hmmm’ about?�

“Oh, a full Khajiit’s ovaries are very high up. They can only be started by a male Khajiit‘s barbs stimulating them in the act of mating. Yours are set much lower than that, almost as low as a human’s, you will not need to mate to be started, so must be extremely cautious.�

I gaped at him, the blank look on my face reflecting lack of comprehension. “I never paid attention to that stuff in class, Delphine and I were drawing dirty pictures. …Are you going to lecture Gils?�

“Who?�

“Gils, the man who pulled my tail.�

“Gils, a Dunmer?�

“Yes.�

“Sit back down.�


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This post has been edited by mALX: Aug 4 2016, 02:27 AM

[haute ecole rider]

“Gils, the man who pulled my tail.”

“Gils, a Dunmer?”

“Yes.”

“Sit back down.”

BWAHAHAHA! I see Maxical is about to get a lesson in the male Dunmer mystique!

Oh, and I will be PM'ing you concerning an anatomy lesson!

[hazmick]

you have managed to do what so many teachers and parents have failed at...make a sex ed lesson 'non-awkward' yet at the same time, informative. I like your version of Hannibal...and Gils...and Owyn...and Agronak...and, well you get the picture. Hurrah for mALX and hurrah for Maxical and her slightly-higher-than-a-human-and-lower-than-a-khajiit-ovaries!

[D.Foxy]

PS: Damien Reynard has an enormous part coming up shortly - much much more in depth than the original story. Do you want to proofread before they post? Let me know something, lol. You ROCK!!!

DAMIEN REYNARD....ENORMOUS PART COMING UP....IN DEPTH...





I think Damien's seen...Snatch!!! And that got him started...


...Because his, uh, MALE OVARIES are hanging lower than any other male...

*in fact his ones are the originator of the phrase "how they hanging"??*




I think I should - I SHOULD - proofread it. For BOTH our sakes.

[Acadian]

Another fun read, mALX.

The scene where Gils kissed Maxical was very nicely done!

[Remko]

Oh dear oh dear, hormones are a pain aren't they Maxi?

edit: stupid auto-censor.

This post has been edited by Remko: Sep 6 2010, 12:17 PM

[treydog]

Hannibal is a man of many talents- he was able to have "the talk" with Maxical without too much trouble. Of course, the fact that she had already seen some pictures helped. But then, as many a teenage boy has discovered- the pictures are not always accurate, nor do they convey some rather essential information.

I gaped at him, the blank look on my face reflecting lack of comprehension. “I never paid attention to that stuff in class, Delphine and I were drawing dirty pictures.

Trust Maxical to be bored in Sex Ed!

[mALX]

@ Hauty - Thank you so much Hauty! I am still fuddling with trying to reword that more accurately. And now here is what you forecast...

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@ Hazmick - Thank you so much Hazmick!!! I was really close to cutting that technical stuff out, but I really pictured Hannibal carrying it through! It feels really good to know it wasn't too much.

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@ SPEW! Foxy - ROFL !!!! [choke, gasp] Thank you very much Foxy! I will scout ahead and start sending you the roughies, lol. (not rufees). You ROCK !!!!

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@ Acadian - Thank you very much Acadian! I really hated to edit that, so didn't. I am glad it came across with your stamp of approval, I was concerned it might be too...too. Very glad to hear it wasn't.

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@ Remko - Wait...is that an umbrella in your pocket or...wait, isn't an umbrella another word for...a protective covering...where's my urban dictionary when I need it? ROFL! Thank you so much Remko, but you are the master of writing love scenes!

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@ Treydog - Yeah! You caught my favorite line!!! I was picturing her hearing that [wah wah] sound (that sound that Charlie Brown's teacher makes when she talks) the minute Hannibal got technical, lol.
Thank you so much Treydog!!!

[mALX]

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Chapter 41: Mistakes We Make



Hannibal told me a brief history of Gils and the other Khajiit. They were together a year, and Agronak made her life a living hell. Gils never stopped him and finally dumped her over Agronak.

I knew Gils and Agronak were close, but to give up the woman you love over the Orc? So much for his pledge if he had started me. I had to be more careful around him, I was playing with fire and waiting till it burned me to stop.

Hannibal continued. “Agronak’s mother moved in with Gils and his father when Agronak was just a baby. Both parents fell ill from a lingering disease when he was just a lad. Gils had healers in from everywhere, even the Arcane…none could cure them. He had to nearly raise Agronak. He gave up his music to do it. When Agronak was older Gils went back out on the road and began performing again…till his father died. After his father died, Gils quit his music career…Agronak was having a mental breakdown…it was assumed to be over the death. Gils felt it best to move him and his mother here and take a job that would keep him nearby. He got them that house with his savings…�

“Gils bought the house for them?�

Hannibal nodded. “Gils joined the Arena to support them. The Khajiit joined at the same time so she would be…safe in the Bloodworks. She said Agronak had become dangerous, and that Gils didn’t believe her…or try to stop Agronak. Then Agronak joined the Yellow Team. She thought he was coming after her…but Owyn thought Agronak joined to kill Gils.�

I had a sharp intake of breath remembering Agronak’s tone when he was threatening to kill Gils when we spoke that day. “Or maybe both…� I didn’t realize I had said the words aloud till I heard them echo in the silence of Hannibal’s quarters.

“When Gils wouldn’t protect her from Agronak, she turned to the Champion and he did. She ended up breaking with Gils. The Champion bought out her contract and they left the Arena together. Agronak’s breakdown seemed to clear up. Gils stalled his career because he couldn’t bring himself to fight Agronak. Both parents…sick so long, dying from their illness…Gils had to act as father to Agronak…�

“His mother didn’t die of the illness, I found a bottle of poison in her bed after she died.�

“A suicide?�

“I guess. Owyn said nobody could empty a large bottle of poison like that, but it was empty and hadn’t spilled into the bedding, so he has to be wrong. Besides that, Agronak was there that night, he would have seen it if anyone else was there. …What is that look for?“

“Er, nothing. If the mental illness was congenital Agronak would have needed more care than the average child, creating a stronger bond between them.�

“Believe me Hannibal, he still has mental problems. He is displaying them prominently since his mother died. He was acting very strange…but Hassiri came up and he acted completely normal in front of him. As soon as Hassiri left he did this to my shoulder.�

“Tell me about Gils.�

“Gils is…a caretaker. He protected me from a gang of thirty prisoners that tried to take it from me by force when I left here last. You know I wouldn’t have survived. Half the time he is the protector, the other half he is trying to seduce me, and he is very good at what he does both ways. Gils could charm a snake into romance. I nearly…gave in to him tonight.�

“Listen Maxical, Gils' history with women is only one relationship better than Fathis’s. He will always choose Agronak over anything else, even his own career and happiness. You think about that before letting down your guard. You know Fathis loves you, and you two have a history together.�

“He used to. Fathis broke with me over losing the golden armor. I wonder if I save myself for naught. The blue show creates an overpowering drive in me to mate and draws men like flies who want to be the first to take it. Fathis knows this, if he still wants me…where is he? It should be him flirting with me and trying to seduce me. I got my first kiss tonight, it should have been with him. It’s exciting to be pursued, desired…charmed. I am ready now, where is Fathis?�

“Fathis holds a high position in Bravil, he is known everywhere. Legally he can’t court you till you reach eighteen. It is a legitimate concern. Getting the flag so young has placed you in a bad situation, and Fathis in a worse one if he tries to date you now.�

“He can’t even speak that all is well between us? Give me hope to wait for him? Hannibal, my parents had no documentation on them when they were killed. The Legion only guessed at my age, and didn‘t even know I was Khajiit. I think they were off by three years. It would explain me having the show now.�

“He can’t go against your legal papers, you would have to file a petition in court to have your age changed. I know he still cares, he paid the damages to the Arena from your explosion.�

“Fathis did? I didn’t know that! I wonder if Jack would petition the court for me?�

“Maxical, you’re nearly eighteen now…here, let me give you this potion that will calm that cycle a bit. Now you stay up here, I’ll go talk to Gils if he’s still there.�

Hannibal hadn’t instructed me to duplicate the potions, but I assumed I should. I drank one of each and slid the originals into my pack.






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I looked up from the book when I heard the transporter and was surprised to see Gils with Hannibal. I held up ‘The Khajiit Mystique’ and stuck my tongue out. He didn’t give his wicked laugh, but his eyes were lit with the held in laughter.

Hannibal set us down at his table and waved his hand for us to help ourselves. While he poured Gils a brandy I hovered my hand over the meats as if choosing, looking right into Gils eyes while I did it. Hannibal must have lectured him about that, Gils’ face turned red.

Hannibal reminisced about my ill deeds at school and nearly got Gils choking he laughed so hard. Then he talked about the band and the music festival.

“Gils could be a professional singer if he wanted, Hannibal. His voice is wonderful.�

“I heard him sing about thirty years ago in Anvil.�

I sat up bug-eyed. “Did you make love during ‘THE Song?’�

Hannibal ignored my question. “Maxical was never allowed to sing when there were conjured Daedra on campus, it appeared to be some form of torture for them.�

Gils laughed. “Jack banned her from singing on Arena property. He’s afraid Gaiden Shinji‘s dream will crumble to the ground from it.�

I changed the subject. “Owyn and Jack want to interview the band early morning the first day of the festival. He wants a year contract to play the Arena. It’s a very well paying gig, do you think they’ll be interested?�

“I can promise they will be.�

“Wes, Gils and I will be there to rehearse. Jack and Owyn are coming with the contracts, and Hassiri to cover it. Owyn ruined my plans to arrive early and beard Fathis in his suite, I can’t expect him to be romantic with a five man entourage in tow.�

Hannibal looked worried when we left. I saw his silhouette in the window watching Gils chasing me around laughing.

“Hannibal will holler at Fathis for ignoring me. He’s the one who should be flirting and charming me. Or at least start me before ignoring me so I’m bound to him instead of someone’s latest conquest.�

“All Fathis ever had was conquests till he met you. Why don’t you believe in me?“

“You chose Agronak over love Gils. He comes first with you. Owyn, Andronicus, and now Hannibal have all drilled it into my head so I don’t fall for you.�

“That’s not fair.�

“Neither is taking second place to Agronak.�

“That’s twenty years past.�

“No it isn’t. The ring trick, the deed, my shoulder…Owyn and Jack acted on my behalf…did you? Nothings changed since then. Aw Gils, you could easily seduce someone naïve like me. Sometimes you are so charming it takes my breath…your eyes, your laugh, the way you sing…I’ll remember that kiss the rest of my life. And with all those warnings from everyone, and being promised to another…still tonight…I would have been yours, no ‘moves’ needed. I already love you, that’s how dumb I am. So if it’s all a game…stop. I don‘t want to end like the other Khajiit.�

Gils caught my hand and turned me to face him. He didn’t try to kiss me, just pulled me into his arms and held me close speaking softly in my ear. I didn’t speak, just listened to his voice in my ear, the sound of his heart pounding against my cheek. He cupped my hand in his and cuffed it over his heart twice, then raised it in vow still cradling my hand. “I’ve never sworn vows with anyone before in my life Maxical. No one. I love you.�

He vowed his love…then sought my lips, keeping my hand cupped in his and raised in the marriage vow throughout the kiss. Had there been witnesses we would be legally married by that vow, no formal ceremony needed. I had everyone’s warnings ringing in my ears and every reason not to believe him…but somehow I did.

I don’t know how someone can love two people, but I did. I had loved Fathis all my life, always would…but Gils had charmed me into loving him. Fathis had been a distant dream since I was a child, now more so than ever. Maybe because he had never touched me, or even held my hand…never acknowledged or confirmed the commitment. We hadn’t really spoken since I lost his golden armor. It felt like I waited for something that would never happen.

Gils was real, tangible, I could feel him coursing through me like a fire that needed quenching. And he made it clear it was reciprocal. If it was a mistake I was making it.

“Hannibal said Fathis waits till I am of age to begin courting. But in case he still wants me, I have to keep what I promised him Gils.�

Gils turned toward me as if hesitant to speak, then took my hand.

“More likely he waits because he dreads the time when he will be saddled with a raw child in the bedroom. Like me, he’s only been with experienced women. We Dunmer are sought out for our expertise, but it is rare even amongst women of skill to find one that knows the tricks of how to please us. Yes, he expects you to keep what you promised…but I’d wager everything I own that he welcomes any other experience you gain during this time so you are not…gauche on the wedding night.�

The humiliation was overwhelming. Had that kiss that meant so much to me been…gauche to Gils? Oh dear gods.

“That was my first kiss Gils…�

“I know. Don’t worry about it.“

Oh dear gods, it was. “Tricks? Like what?�

“I’ll teach you. Otherwise you’ll be left sitting home alone while he seeks out experienced women after the marriage.�

I remembered what Andronicus said about Dunmer men, and everything I’d learned about Fathis through the years. Married women positively hounded him. Even Gils was hounded by Horski. I heard him tell Owyn he preferred to pleasure himself as be with her…

“Are these things you taught to Horski?�

“Good gods no! Nor anyone else, ever. Not even the other Khajiit before you ask.�

“Why for me?�

Gils took my hand and held it to his heart. “I’ve sworn vows with you. These…Dunmer only teach the wife. You told me of your promise to him from the start, so I have to honor it. But that which you promised him is the only thing I’ll leave him. You’ll stay intact unless you ask me to take it, but you will be my wife in every other way. He may never come, if he does you can choose. I’m keeping my vow to you till you give up your promise to him…or me.“

That night Gils began introducing me to the mysteries of being the wife of a Dunmer. We were careful to follow chapter seven of 'The Khajiit Mystique' so I wouldn‘t be started…and I duplicated a good supply of Hannibal’s potions.


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This post has been edited by mALX: Aug 4 2016, 02:29 AM

[D.Foxy]

And now the storyline comes into the realms of ... Kathleen Woodwiss et al.

Hmmm....I have a LOT more to say, but first let's see if the other constant readers get that.

[Remko]

Poor Maxi... torn between a rock and a har... no wait... let's keep it civil
Loved it mALX Gils and Hannibal truly shine in these last few chapters.