Dark Tiddings 2

Content where she was curled up in this man's lap. As though she were doing him a favor. No she was just very tired from not sleeping for three days straight. He didn't seem to mind her. He paid no much attention to her. He was to merry singing her to sleep to even notice.

He pulled the reins of the horse to listen to his surroundings. Moving his head around franticly. As though he had heard something in the night. After a moment his nerves clamed. Looking down at the sleeping kitten on his lap. She looked so peaceful. Curled up against to his body. She was a bit harsh to her before but she didn't seem very threatening slumbering.
Hearing a rustle in the bushes again. He pulled out his blade to look around. To only see a rabbit pass by. He put away his blade "Oh just a silly bunny playing a trick on old Cicero"
They were so close to the sanctuary. So close to seeing brothers in the black hand. He might as well stop for the night. Since his new friend was already doing so. Even a wink of sleep would be hard for him. Insomnia haunted over him like a dreaded curse.

But they were so close he might as well keep going. She could rest outside until he had a talk with the leaders there about letting her in. She did decide to come with him. To simply just dump her at the sanctuary with no idea where she was. That would be just down right cruel on his part.  
If he killed her then he wouldn't have a friend to talk to. What if the sanctuary here doesn't like poor Cicero.  
Pulling up to the entrance of the sanctuary. He had to go in and get help to move the night mothers. Coffin. He certainly can't let this non brother in. Letting go of the reigns to park them wagon on the side of the rode. Away from the sanctuary so it wouldn't call to anyone's attention. Shaking the Khaljiit resting on his lap. "Mistress i need to get up now"  
Disturbing her from her soundly sleep. She sat up to look away from him. Embarrassed that she had slept on his lap for so long. "I'm up....." Her face felt hot. Feeling frustration for her feeling so tired. Passing out on his lap just seemed so inappropriate. especially because she just meet him.  
Trying to think of an excuse to make her stay put. He handed her a coin bag. "Here why doesn't nice mistress go to falkreath for a little bit....I need to talk to some friends"  
She looked up at him with a disproving look "Why did you want me to follow you. If you were just going to send me away"
Leaning in to give her a tight hug "Don't worry Kitty cat. Cicero will be okay. Cicero will come get you in a little bit. That Cicero swears"
Stepping down from the wagon she headed toward the town he pointed to. Sending her away for a little bit seemed a bit suspicious to her. She didn't care though as long he wasn't some storm cloak tricking her into slavery. Following the road to the town. The sun was just rising in the distance over the mountains of skyrim. She growled at the sun shining in her eyes. Feeling her body get weak. She had to get indoors before she had no stamina left to stand. The sun had a way of sucking her energy right out of her. Thanks to her horrible diseases.  
Entering the inn. She looked around to see that the inn seemed almost empty. Due to the time she came probably. Walking over to the to the innkeeper. Giving her a nasty look. As though she wasn't spouse to be here. As far as the law said she wasn't but this town had no walls. They couldn't really stop her from entering.  
The lady setting a glass down in front of her "If you here to steal something from me. You might as well leave right now"  
Ashira looked up at her. Showing her teeth. That was behind her now. If she wanted to steal from her then everything would have been gone by now and sold. "Look lady. I know you damn nords don't like my kind in your towns. But if i really wanted to take something from you. It would already be gone. Now are you going to get me a drink or not?" Slamming down 5 steptims on the counter. The inn keeper picked them up and set a bottle of ale in front of her.  
Using her index claw to pop the cork. She quickly tilted the bottle up and chugged at least half of it.  
"slow down there speed. You'll give yourself a head ache"  
Looking over a old man sat down next to her. He held his head high, He had a glowing aura around him. Must be a mage, she must be in trouble.  
"I'm not here to patronize you. I just want to talk" he said to her with a friendly smile.  
She couldn't really believe the man. No nord, No imperial really likes to talk to khaljiit. Usually spiting at them or threaten to put them in jail if they came to close to town.  
She said to him "I'm not going to leave if your ask. Call the guards. I have money and aim to spend it. Not steal it"  
He looked a bit nervous at her. As if she was going to kill him. "no no its alright. I saw you a little back. Your friend, i know where he was headed. Consider me a.....brother of him"  
She took another swig on her ale. Almost gone. For all she cared she couldn't get enough of these things during the day. The pain of the sun was almost body splitting. She wanted to ignore this vague man. She just wanted to drink as much as she could before that her 'friend' as he put it. Came to get her.  
Breaking to silence he said to her "maybe you could join us. You seem a bit out of place at the moment"  
She glanced over at the man with a look of pure hatred and resentment. Telling her she doesn't belong here. Just like all the others who came to bother her when she wanted to drink. Finishing off the bottle, She slammed down 5 more steptims. "Another wench! Make it quick and I'll be on my way!"
The inn keeper reached down below to give her a bottle of Black briar mead. "If you leave right now. I'll give you this"  
Ashira stood up to snatch the bottle out of the in keepers hand "How perfect. I was going to leave anyway!"  
Storming off out of them inn. The old man followed her. He was going to pester her to leave town no doubt. As she was about to leave the town gates. A guard held up his sword in front of her "Khaljiit what are you doing in town. You know your not allowed here!"  
She reaching down for her dagger. The old man who was following her. Stood next to her "She's with me. I was letting her get a drink for the bar. Let her go"
The guard lowered his sword "Alright. But don't let her into town again Festus. You know the law."
The man nodded to the guard as they walked by. Popping the cork on the bottle. Taking a big gulp of this fine drink "So why did you help me......Friend of the fool"
The man walked diligently behind her. With his hands behind his back. "I was merely helping a sister"
She turned to the man. He vision blurred. She was already getting tipsy after the first bottle. The sun must be shinning hard on her today. "look buddy. Your not my brother. I'm a Khaljiit. Your a nord of some kind. Your kind hates my kind." Turning around swaying a bit as she walked down the road.  
The man continued to follow as they were heading to the same place. He really didn't have a choice. "You will be soon. I hope. If not...."  
She paid no attention to the man. As they arrived to the wagon. It hadn't been to long. But that box that was in the wagon was already gone. Laying down where the box was. It seemed as though that man had stopped pestering her.  
Lucky for her though she still had half a bottle of mead left and she wasn't going to let it go to waste. Closing her eyes under the warm breeze of the sun. Feeling like an eternity of silence. Until she heard a familiar voice. "Miss kitty your back!" Sitting up to see the jester standing in front of her. Glancing over to see that she had knocked over her bottle of mead. It had slipped through the cracks to drip on the ground. "Damn it!" She reached over to fall over on her side. She was very drunk at this point. Picking up the bottle to put it against her mouth. A tiny trickle of mead slide down her throat . Tilting the bottle to its side. It was completely empty. She let out a loud roar in her frustration.  
The fool peaked over the side of the wagon to look at her "Cicero talked to his new friends and they will let you in. If you do something for them"  
She moved her face in close to his "Okay I'm game. What do i have to do?"  
Cicero jumped up and down with joy. "You need to kill someone!"  
She pulled out her dagger and pointed it in the air "No problem! lets do this!"
Jumping off the wagon she started to walk to towards town. Cicero jumped in front of her "Wait! Wait! Cicero hasn't even told you who you have to kill yet!"
She put her hands on her hips. "Then who imperial! Tell tell!"
Cicero stuck his tongue out at her and danced around with a sing song tune "Inn keeper Inn keeper of Falkreath! Cicero will lead you!"  
Taking her hand he dragged her through the back side of town. So no one would see them. Looking through a window on the inn. He pointed at the victim "her! her! Kill her"
Looking behind her she saw that a strange women standing behind her. Dressed in all black. "I will be watching so do it quietly"  
Trying to regain her composer. She didn't know really what was going on or why she was doing this. She was to drunk to even care. Sneaking around the inn to enter it once again. The inn keeper and here were the only ones there. "What are you doing back here? you know you aren't allowed in here!"  
Sitting at a table. The inn keeper didn't take her eyes off her. If this was going to go on. She was going to be able to kill this women. She wanted to deep inside. After what she said about her. She deserves to die. Under the table she coated her dagger with a potent paralyzing poison. This should make her stay still. After maybe a few minutes. She had regained some control over her body for the moment. To get up and walk over to sit down at the counter again. The inn keeper shoved her face in the khaljiit's "I thought i told you to leave! Leave now or I'll call the guards!"
Her Whiskers twitched as she lifted her dagger to stab her in the stomach. The Nord women was frozen. Falling over on the counter. Ashira stood up to stand behind her. Holding her knife against the women's neck. Opening her mouth wide, she tilted the women's head. To Sink her sharp fangs into the side of her neck. As her blade swung by. Blooding flowing down her body. Ashira set her body down on the floor. Running to the door as fast as she could. She ran around the building to see The shrouded lady with a smile on her face. "You did well. Forward killing But still silent. I like that. You have earned the right to be welcome into the guild."  
The strange lady left with that. Not even to mention her name or even why she had to do that. Shrugging her shoulders. She laid down in the grass with her arms out. She couldn't believe she just did that and so well. After all she was blasted out of her mind.  
Cicero Leaned over her to interrupt her moment of bliss. "You can come with me now to see my new friends!" Pulling on her arm to get her to get up. She didn't move an inch. She was heaver then he thought. Letting go of her arm. He waved his hand in front of her face "Kitty kitty wake up! Its time to get up!"  
Ashira opened her eyes to look at the man leaning over her. The same man she had tried to kill twice. He could easily kill her right now if he wanted to. He didn't seem to notice that she was drunk as a cat could ever want to be. She was a happy cat. Even though he was bothering her to move. She tired to sit up, only to fall back down. Cicero giggled at her silly behavior. "Does Cicero need to help the silly cat up?"  
She nodded, Unable to talk. He pulled on both her arms. Trying her best to get on her feet. on the wrong side with a thud. She fell right over on top of him. Pinning him on the ground. This situation seemed all to familiar to him. Opening her eyes and looking down at the man. she smiled at him. Even in her state she managed to look angry.  
Maybe once she was stable. He could get her up to her new home.