Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140903154828/@comment-29458028-20140923005627

Francois felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. His dream content was messy. He wanted to say something, but could not. For a moment, he hovered between consciousness and sleep.

Francois felt it, the pressure on his lips. Must be a dream, as he dreamt he embraced a lady created of pure light. The shift was fast, very fast. The positioning was very awkward, though.

(Still a good kisser though)

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(Party pooping time.)

Aldrich woke up to get a sip of water. He was thirsty. Opening the door, he walked out to the kitchen. The moment he saw Francois put his arms around Claire while they kissed, he shouted out "hey, take your activities to the room! It's indecent to do it before my parents! Francois, what kind of cousin are you?"

The two portraits stood silently behind the sword. An urn before each.

(Yep, the Vigilants killed Francois' grandparents. Aldrich lives with the butler, the Vigilants will arrest him for being a half daedra when he turns 18.)

Francois awoke and dropped his arms that he had passed over Claire's body in his dreaming state. Crap, what just happened to him? His father just spotted him sneaking around with a lady. If is was 9th era, nobody would have cared. But this was 3rd era.

Well, Aldrich was biologically his father anyway. Just not now.