Chapter 57
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Chapter 57:
The past few days had been....odd.
Particularly, the relationship between me and Scathach had taken a strange turn. She was acting different than usual, well, somewhat different than usual.
Touches that lingered a little bit longer, excuses to get closer, less.... venomous with her words when the mood struck her. I mean, she would still go for the metaphorical juggular when the opportunity presented itself, but there was no 'bite' there like before.
I thought for sure she would be more distance, or perhaps even annoyance, yet it seemed like the exact opposite.
Don't get me wrong, she still kicked my ass without any remorse, her spear still drilled holes in me when I revealed any openings...and even when I didn't. She at no point was willing to concede a defeat to massage my ego, her spear remained ruthless and precise.
Her job as a 'teacher' was never compromised.
It's just...I suppose she was acting more 'gentle'.
Truthfully, I didn't know how to take it. When did I even start feeling this way towards her?
I had no intention of even starting something like this, it isn't like I seek out anything with a nice pair of legs to woo or develop feelings for.
With Meridia, I liked her immediately, so I took a chance, even against better judgment. There was no need to complicate things, I was even prepared for rejection. It all worked out in the end, and I still care about her dearly, this time away was something that grated on me. I looked forward to when I can see her again, to hear her voice, hold her in my arms.
I could only sigh, shaking my head.
Artoria was a bit similar but also different. That relationship is still rather ambiguous, and I don't know if it will even develop further, but after about a year away, I still think of her fondly and these lingering feelings still persist, so more than willing to give it a shot if she's open to it as well.
I suppose I started off with a good opinion of her from my childhood. Having my mother take me to watch a King Arthur play, something rare in Japan, and I became obsessed with that until some other whimsical thing took my attention. Some of my fondest memories, I would be lying if I said that didn't skew my initial perception of her.
But I quite enjoyed her temperament, her dry sense of humor and her overall personality.
Relationships have been started on less. But I still need to talk to her about 'everything', and I don't know what her thoughts will be.
I refuse to start a relationship on lies.
Scathach is.....I don't know.
Physically, I can objectively say she is one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on. From that alone, she garners a certain amount of attraction, and anyone who tells you that physical attraction is irrelevant is a liar. It's not the most important thing in a relationship, but its damn well important to be attracted to your partner.
She can be extremely vicious, bloodthirsty, and down right fierce when she gets into certain moods. Yet, she's never wantonly cruel....and I can't help but find that side of her attractive as well. Not to mention those times where she can just act rather cutely.
"Ddraig, what do I do?" I asked my partner.
[You seriously asking me?] He said incredulously.
"I don't really have anyone else right now." I grumbled.
[Dragon relationships aren't really something you would want to imitate.] I think I heard Ddraig sigh. [I've been around humanity enough to understand them better than most of my kind, but I still don't care about a lot of issues you lot face in such things.]
"That's true, I guess a dragon wouldn't really care about such things like dating or courting."
[Actually, you would be surprised. My first mate, I courted her with treasures and powerful prey.]
"Huh....how did that turn out?" I actually didn't know much about Ddraigs past.
[She was a wonderful mate, strong, with glistening purple scales.] Ddriag began to reminisce [Her fire had this purple hue to it as well, it was beautiful even if it couldn't match my own. Even our daughter inherited her mom's coloring.]
"Daughter?" I was genuinely surprised.
"Oho, it seems your tongue has become sharper than your sword, but I suppose that is not much of a threshold to overcome." She replied without hesitation.
[Damn, she is ruthless.]
"I don't think this is a battle I can win."
"Hmm, you appear to be used to those by now." She smirked
[Good, just keep kicking him while he's down.] Ddraig started laughing.
"Yeah, yeah. Wilhelm gets beat up, funny." I rolled my eyes, used to her 'insults' at this point, though I felt no malice in her words.
Getting your assed kicked many times by the same person has a way of blunting certain parts of your ego.
"Aww, is your pride wounded, shall it kiss it better?" She walked up practically draping herself off me. "You're blushing." She laughed, poking my cheek.
"I am not." I refuted slapping her hand away. She only laughed harder as I huffed in embarrassment. Why does she get me so easily...I'm usually the one doing this, not used to being on the other side of the fence "There will be turnabout eventually." I grumbled.
"Good luck with that, boyo, I'm not some blushing virgin." She chuckled.
Oh, I will find out your weakness, and exploit it ruthlessly.
"Whatever." I shrugged, regaining my composure, and shifted the conversation "You know, I don't really know much about you."
"Hmm?" She looked up from the fire. "What exactly is there to know? Have my tales not survived in the outside world?"
"I'm aware of the legends and myths, the Immortal Witch of Dun Scaith, but beyond that, I have no idea who Scathach is."
"There is not much to speak of." She got comfortable, sitting down and enjoying the warmth of the flames. "I was born nobility, a mother, a father, and a sister. I ruled as one should, and then I eventually took this realm as my own." Her words were blunt, glossing over my intent.
"I see, forget I asked then." I just sighed, it seemed like she didn't want to speak about the past.
Her gaze seemed to soften slightly. "I suppose there are a few things I recall." She looked up at the sky. "I spent many days of my youth walking along the shores of my home. I guess I still miss the salty air that one breathes in by the ocean. "She smiled slightly. "My sister and I never got along. Back then it wasn't as extreme as it was later in life, but we always fought over the simplest things, mother always had to intervene while father tried to sneak us wooden weapons when they got particularly intense."
I couldn't help but smile lightly, it wasn't much but it was something. "Looks like the food is done." I said calmly, removing it from atop the fire and dividing it evenly.
There were not many words spoken as we enjoyed our meal in peace, yet, the silence did not seem to hold any awkwardness, nor any negativity. It was pleasant, and it appeared she enjoyed it as well.
"It has been....many years since I have partook in a cooked meal." She smiled wistfully, a genuine smile appearing on her face. "Thank you."
That smile, it made my heart skip a beat. "I would be glad to cook for you anytime."
"Hmm, I guess I need to make you my wife then." She said quietly, a small chuckle escaping from her lips as she leaned back.
"Well....I can't say I would hate it."
"Careful there, to tease an old woman like me with something like that, I may just make good on my words." She shook her head, her smile disappearing into something more neutral as she stood up, brushing herself off. "I think it's finally time to pass down my Runes to you."
***
Alright, it's almost time for Primordial Runes! Wooo! I wonder whats gonna happen!?
Well, if you want to find out, you can read up to 5 chapters ahead over on my Pat /astoryforone , or just support me if you want to. My coffee addiction must be fed.
Oh, and before i forget, if anyone has any idea on armor designs they want to share for Ddraig's Balance breaker, feel free to post them on this comment, i'll check them all out becuase I am still in the market.
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Chapter 57:
The past few days had been....odd.
Particularly, the relationship between me and Scathach had taken a strange turn. She was acting different than usual, well, somewhat different than usual.
Touches that lingered a little bit longer, excuses to get closer, less.... venomous with her words when the mood struck her. I mean, she would still go for the metaphorical juggular when the opportunity presented itself, but there was no 'bite' there like before.
I thought for sure she would be more distance, or perhaps even annoyance, yet it seemed like the exact opposite.
Don't get me wrong, she still kicked my ass without any remorse, her spear still drilled holes in me when I revealed any openings...and even when I didn't. She at no point was willing to concede a defeat to massage my ego, her spear remained ruthless and precise.
Her job as a 'teacher' was never compromised.
It's just...I suppose she was acting more 'gentle'.
Truthfully, I didn't know how to take it. When did I even start feeling this way towards her?
I had no intention of even starting something like this, it isn't like I seek out anything with a nice pair of legs to woo or develop feelings for.
With Meridia, I liked her immediately, so I took a chance, even against better judgment. There was no need to complicate things, I was even prepared for rejection. It all worked out in the end, and I still care about her dearly, this time away was something that grated on me. I looked forward to when I can see her again, to hear her voice, hold her in my arms.
I could only sigh, shaking my head.
Artoria was a bit similar but also different. That relationship is still rather ambiguous, and I don't know if it will even develop further, but after about a year away, I still think of her fondly and these lingering feelings still persist, so more than willing to give it a shot if she's open to it as well.
I suppose I started off with a good opinion of her from my childhood. Having my mother take me to watch a King Arthur play, something rare in Japan, and I became obsessed with that until some other whimsical thing took my attention. Some of my fondest memories, I would be lying if I said that didn't skew my initial perception of her.
But I quite enjoyed her temperament, her dry sense of humor and her overall personality.
Relationships have been started on less. But I still need to talk to her about 'everything', and I don't know what her thoughts will be.
I refuse to start a relationship on lies.
Scathach is.....I don't know.
Physically, I can objectively say she is one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on. From that alone, she garners a certain amount of attraction, and anyone who tells you that physical attraction is irrelevant is a liar. It's not the most important thing in a relationship, but its damn well important to be attracted to your partner.
She can be extremely vicious, bloodthirsty, and down right fierce when she gets into certain moods. Yet, she's never wantonly cruel....and I can't help but find that side of her attractive as well. Not to mention those times where she can just act rather cutely.
"Ddraig, what do I do?" I asked my partner.
[You seriously asking me?] He said incredulously.
"I don't really have anyone else right now." I grumbled.
[Dragon relationships aren't really something you would want to imitate.] I think I heard Ddraig sigh. [I've been around humanity enough to understand them better than most of my kind, but I still don't care about a lot of issues you lot face in such things.]
"That's true, I guess a dragon wouldn't really care about such things like dating or courting."
[Actually, you would be surprised. My first mate, I courted her with treasures and powerful prey.]
"Huh....how did that turn out?" I actually didn't know much about Ddraigs past.
[She was a wonderful mate, strong, with glistening purple scales.] Ddriag began to reminisce [Her fire had this purple hue to it as well, it was beautiful even if it couldn't match my own. Even our daughter inherited her mom's coloring.]
"Daughter?" I was genuinely surprised.
"Oho, it seems your tongue has become sharper than your sword, but I suppose that is not much of a threshold to overcome." She replied without hesitation.
[Damn, she is ruthless.]
"I don't think this is a battle I can win."
"Hmm, you appear to be used to those by now." She smirked
[Good, just keep kicking him while he's down.] Ddraig started laughing.
"Yeah, yeah. Wilhelm gets beat up, funny." I rolled my eyes, used to her 'insults' at this point, though I felt no malice in her words.
Getting your assed kicked many times by the same person has a way of blunting certain parts of your ego.
"Aww, is your pride wounded, shall it kiss it better?" She walked up practically draping herself off me. "You're blushing." She laughed, poking my cheek.
"I am not." I refuted slapping her hand away. She only laughed harder as I huffed in embarrassment. Why does she get me so easily...I'm usually the one doing this, not used to being on the other side of the fence "There will be turnabout eventually." I grumbled.
"Good luck with that, boyo, I'm not some blushing virgin." She chuckled.
Oh, I will find out your weakness, and exploit it ruthlessly.
"Whatever." I shrugged, regaining my composure, and shifted the conversation "You know, I don't really know much about you."
"Hmm?" She looked up from the fire. "What exactly is there to know? Have my tales not survived in the outside world?"
"I'm aware of the legends and myths, the Immortal Witch of Dun Scaith, but beyond that, I have no idea who Scathach is."
"There is not much to speak of." She got comfortable, sitting down and enjoying the warmth of the flames. "I was born nobility, a mother, a father, and a sister. I ruled as one should, and then I eventually took this realm as my own." Her words were blunt, glossing over my intent.
"I see, forget I asked then." I just sighed, it seemed like she didn't want to speak about the past.
Her gaze seemed to soften slightly. "I suppose there are a few things I recall." She looked up at the sky. "I spent many days of my youth walking along the shores of my home. I guess I still miss the salty air that one breathes in by the ocean. "She smiled slightly. "My sister and I never got along. Back then it wasn't as extreme as it was later in life, but we always fought over the simplest things, mother always had to intervene while father tried to sneak us wooden weapons when they got particularly intense."
I couldn't help but smile lightly, it wasn't much but it was something. "Looks like the food is done." I said calmly, removing it from atop the fire and dividing it evenly.
There were not many words spoken as we enjoyed our meal in peace, yet, the silence did not seem to hold any awkwardness, nor any negativity. It was pleasant, and it appeared she enjoyed it as well.
"It has been....many years since I have partook in a cooked meal." She smiled wistfully, a genuine smile appearing on her face. "Thank you."
That smile, it made my heart skip a beat. "I would be glad to cook for you anytime."
"Hmm, I guess I need to make you my wife then." She said quietly, a small chuckle escaping from her lips as she leaned back.
"Well....I can't say I would hate it."
"Careful there, to tease an old woman like me with something like that, I may just make good on my words." She shook her head, her smile disappearing into something more neutral as she stood up, brushing herself off. "I think it's finally time to pass down my Runes to you."
***
Alright, it's almost time for Primordial Runes! Wooo! I wonder whats gonna happen!?
Well, if you want to find out, you can read up to 5 chapters ahead over on my Pat /astoryforone , or just support me if you want to. My coffee addiction must be fed.
Oh, and before i forget, if anyone has any idea on armor designs they want to share for Ddraig's Balance breaker, feel free to post them on this comment, i'll check them all out becuase I am still in the market.
Chapter 57:The past few days had been....odd. Particularly, the relationship between me and Scathach had taken a strange turn. She was acting different than usual, well, somewhat different than usual. Touches that lingered a little bit longer, excuses to get closer, less.... venomous with her words when the mood struck her. I mean, she would still go for the metaphorical juggular when the opportunity presented itself, but there was no 'bite' there like before. I thought for sure she would be more distance, or perhaps even annoyance, yet it seemed like the exact opposite. Don't get me wrong, she still kicked my ass without any remorse, her spear still drilled holes in me when I revealed any openings...and even when I didn't. She at no point was willing to concede a defeat to massage my ego, her spear remained ruthless and precise. Her job as a 'teacher' was never compromised. It's just...I suppose she was acting more 'gentle'. Truthfully, I didn't know how to take it. When did I even start feeling this way towards her? I had no intention of even starting something like this, it isn't like I seek out anything with a nice pair of legs to woo or develop feelings for. With Meridia, I liked her immediately, so I took a chance, even against better judgment. There was no need to complicate things, I was even prepared for rejection. It all worked out in the end, and I still care about her dearly, this time away was something that grated on me. I looked forward to when I can see her again, to hear her voice, hold her in my arms. I could only sigh, shaking my head. Artoria was a bit similar but also different. That relationship is still rather ambiguous, and I don't know if it will even develop further, but after about a year away, I still think of her fondly and these lingering feelings still persist, so more than willing to give it a shot if she's open to it as well. I suppose I started off with a good opinion of her from my childhood. Having my mother take me to watch a King Arthur play, something rare in Japan, and I became obsessed with that until some other whimsical thing took my attention. Some of my fondest memories, I would be lying if I said that didn't skew my initial perception of her. But I quite enjoyed her temperament, her dry sense of humor and her overall personality. Relationships have been started on less. But I still need to talk to her about 'everything', and I don't know what her thoughts will be. I refuse to start a relationship on lies. Scathach is.....I don't know. Physically, I can objectively say she is one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on. From that alone, she garners a certain amount of attraction, and anyone who tells you that physical attraction is irrelevant is a liar. It's not the most important thing in a relationship, but its damn well important to be attracted to your partner. She can be extremely vicious, bloodthirsty, and down right fierce when she gets into certain moods. Yet, she's never wantonly cruel....and I can't help but find that side of her attractive as well. Not to mention those times where she can just act rather cutely. "Ddraig, what do I do?" I asked my partner. You seriously asking me? He said incredulously. "I don't really have anyone else right now." I grumbled. Dragon relationships aren't really something you would want to imitate. I think I heard Ddraig sigh. I've been around humanity enough to understand them better than most of my kind, but I still don't care about a lot of issues you lot face in such things. "That's true, I guess a dragon wouldn't really care about such things like dating or courting." Actually, you would be surprised. My first mate, I courted her with treasures and powerful prey. "Huh....how did that turn out?" I actually didn't know much about Ddraigs past. She was a wonderful mate, strong, with glistening purple scales. Ddriag began to reminisce Her fire had this purple hue to it as well, it was beautiful even if it couldn't match my own. Even our daughter inherited her mom's coloring. "Daughter?" I was genuinely surprised. "Oho, it seems your tongue has become sharper than your sword, but I suppose that is not much of a threshold to overcome." She replied without hesitation. Damn, she is ruthless. "I don't think this is a battle I can win." "Hmm, you appear to be used to those by now." She smirked Good, just keep kicking him while he's down. Ddraig started laughing. "Yeah, yeah. Wilhelm gets beat up, funny." I rolled my eyes, used to her 'insults' at this point, though I felt no malice in her words. Getting your assed kicked many times by the same person has a way of blunting certain parts of your ego. "Aww, is your pride wounded, shall it kiss it better?" She walked up practically draping herself off me. "You're blushing." She laughed, poking my cheek. "I am not." I refuted slapping her hand away. She only laughed harder as I huffed in embarrassment. Why does she get me so easily...I'm usually the one doing this, not used to being on the other side of the fence "There will be turnabout eventually." I grumbled. "Good luck with that, boyo, I'm not some blushing virgin." She chuckled. Oh, I will find out your weakness, and exploit it ruthlessly. "Whatever." I shrugged, regaining my composure, and shifted the conversation "You know, I don't really know much about you." "Hmm?" She looked up from the fire. "What exactly is there to know? Have my tales not survived in the outside world?" "I'm aware of the legends and myths, the Immortal Witch of Dun Scaith, but beyond that, I have no idea who Scathach is." "There is not much to speak of." She got comfortable, sitting down and enjoying the warmth of the flames. "I was born nobility, a mother, a father, and a sister. I ruled as one should, and then I eventually took this realm as my own." Her words were blunt, glossing over my intent. "I see, forget I asked then." I just sighed, it seemed like she didn't want to speak about the past. Her gaze seemed to soften slightly. "I suppose there are a few things I recall." She looked up at the sky. "I spent many days of my youth walking along the shores of my home. I guess I still miss the salty air that one breathes in by the ocean. "She smiled slightly. "My sister and I never got along. Back then it wasn't as extreme as it was later in life, but we always fought over the simplest things, mother always had to intervene while father tried to sneak us wooden weapons when they got particularly intense." I couldn't help but smile lightly, it wasn't much but it was something. "Looks like the food is done." I said calmly, removing it from atop the fire and dividing it evenly. There were not many words spoken as we enjoyed our meal in peace, yet, the silence did not seem to hold any awkwardness, nor any negativity. It was pleasant, and it appeared she enjoyed it as well. "It has been....many years since I have partook in a cooked meal." She smiled wistfully, a genuine smile appearing on her face. "Thank you." That smile, it made my heart skip a beat. "I would be glad to cook for you anytime." "Hmm, I guess I need to make you my wife then." She said quietly, a small chuckle escaping from her lips as she leaned back. "Well....I can't say I would hate it." "Careful there, to tease an old woman like me with something like that, I may just make good on my words." She shook her head, her smile disappearing into something more neutral as she stood up, brushing herself off. "I think it's finally time to pass down my Runes to you." *** Alright, it's almost time for Primordial Runes! Wooo! I wonder whats gonna happen!? Well, if you want to find out, you can read up to 5 chapters ahead over on my Pat /astoryforone , or just support me if you want to. My coffee addiction must be fed. Oh, and before i forget, if anyone has any idea on armor designs they want to share for Ddraig's Balance breaker, feel free to post them on this comment, i'll check them all out becuase I am still in the market.
