Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-5583506-20140721232013

Gatz fell asleep again and once again he saw her. He looked up at her from the dug pit as he was lying on top of a pile of corpses. His head was pounding where she had shot him, but he hadn't lost his consciousness. His vision was dark red because of all the blood that had gotten into his eyes. As she was standing there with a gun in her hand overlooking him she looked as if she could have been his own reflection.

"This one is sorry it had to come to this", she said whilst giving him a sad smile. But this is the way it have to be, believe Sabhira."

''She has never spoken in my dreams before... Nor mentioned her name. It didn't even say so on the papers I received.''

The woman suddenly began to cry. "This one sincerely hopes that your soul can be redeemed for what you have done..." She turned her back on him and disappeared out of sight, uttering a single farewell.

He woke up with an aggressive roar. The cold sweat had made his fur all sticky. Si'Tarri sat next beside him and looked terrified as if she expected him to jump onto her and attack her any moment.

"You... you were talking in your sleep again", she said. "This one thought about waking you up, but..."

"Nevermind that", he grunted. "Be so kind and fetch this one a towel... Khajiit is completely soaked."

Si'Tarri obeyed and handed him over a nearby rag. "Should Si'Tarri beg Luna to stop? Maybe we can..."

"No!" he roared more aggressively than he had wanted to. He didn't want to take out his anger on this frightened little barmaid. "T-this one is sorry", he sighed. "It is perhaps better if we just continue our way. Luna is just like Gatz. She hasn't time to deal with petty troubles."

He pulled off his tank top and hanged it to his left before he noticed Si'Tarri gasping. At first he was vain enough to believe she was in awe of his muscular frame, only to realise that she was actually looking at the endless amount of scars he had received during his years of assignment.

"D-doesn't... doesn't that hurt?" she asked.

"What? This one?" he pointed towards a large slashing mark across his ribs. "Nah, Khajiit was lucky that day. The raider leader known as 'the Hewer' gave him that one. Unfortunately for 'the Hewer' he had forgotten to sharpen his blade that morning, whilst Gatz had sharpened his."

She got a sad expression on her face as she observed each and every scar he had across his torso. Ranging from badly healed bullet wounds to grotesque cutting marks. "You must be in constant pain. Si'Tarri believe she would be if her body looked like that."

He raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying Gatz's body looks... ugly?"

She shook her head. "N-no! No! Not at all... All she means is that... while it doesn't look particularly... well-treated, it is certainly not..." His eyes met hers under a moment of silent confusion. She quickly lowered her gaze. "This... this one is tired. She will be going to sleep now, yes?"

Gatz watched as the young female withdrew to her side of the truck and wrapped herself in a ragged blanket before she turned her back on him and faced the window, watching as the dusty hills passed by. He smiled. ''Such a pretty little thing, I almost regret not accepting her offer at the tavern. I bet she would be just as sweet underneath the sheets. ''He gave himself a silent slap across the face. ''Wake up, Gatz! Stop picturing her that way! The documents!''

He took up the documents and began to study the whereabouts of the woman. Shabhira... in his dreams she had said that her name was Shabhira, but the documents said nothing about that. They simply stated that she was the head of an organisation called The Obsidian Children. He lost counts of how many times he had lost his focus reading the documents, just to look at Si'Tarri sleeping quietly.

After a while he gave up reading altogether just to sit silently in his corner and watch as the Khajiit female slept a dreamless sleep. The sleep he would never truly know...

(Another sappy moment from my behalf... Eeew, you are probably all saying. Well I say: Enjoy it, mudcrabs!)