Syl yanked her gloved wrist away from the girl's abnormally strong grip as they reached the middle of the quiet town. Hime Amane spun around, her sun kissed hair cascading down her back and bare shoulders. "What's wrong, Bodyguard?"
The Nord rubbed the temples on her skull, "I need a drink" She muttered to herself.
Hime Amane gasped, "Drinking? That's wrong!"
"Yes, so is killing and stealing but I do those things as well"
"You're a bad, bad person!" She shrieked, getting the guards attention.
Syl covered her ears from the screeching sound and cringed once again, "Tell me something I don't know." The guards where approaching and Syl looked around nonchalantly, looking for an easy way out if she needed one.
"I'm going to make it my job to make you into a good person!" She continued to scream.
"Is there a problem here ladies?" Asked a guard, his voice was low and rough.
Syl turned to face him and smiled kindly, "Nothings wrong, Sir," she began, using her sly way of stringing words together to disarm the situation, "we're just having a pleasant conver-"
Hime Amane cut her off, dramatically stepping in front of Syl and putting her arms out in a protective way, "No!" She screeched and the guards gaze turned from a kind, slightly bored expression to a glare instantly. "I won't let you near her! Take me instead! Because I know you're totally hot for my body and when you arrest me it'll lead to totally hot, kinky sex!"
Syl put the palm of her hand to her own forehead in a quick smacking motion and turned, sprinting away. She made her way past the Chapel of Dibella and burst through the doors out of Anvil. She leaped off of the bridge and stumbled slightly on the rocks below as she headed for the only exit not surrounded by the salty sea water.
She shuddered in disgust as she continued east on her escape. Syl had seen many things in her life time, disgusting nightmare inducing things, but that person, that thing was worse than anything she had yet to encounter. She would even dare say that she wouldn't kill another person as long as she never had to see that thing again.
The sun began to fall behind her as Syl ran against it, she was half way between Kvatch and Skingrad on the Gold Road when she heard and ecstatic, ear piercing giggle from behind her. Syl's blue eyes grew wide and she sprinted faster, desperately trying to get away from what she knew was chasing her. But, thanks to Syl's horrible luck, it was no use; she was tackled to the ground, ears ringing from the squealing voice.
"Bodyguard, I found you and just in the nick of time! You where just about to go do something incredibly stupid and I saved you!" Rang the voice Syl was becoming unwillingly familiar with as Hime Amane's hot pink bat wings fluttered happily.
"Yeah, whoopty-do, you're a real hero" Syl pushed the girl, whom was as light as a feather, off and got up, dusting herself off.
"I know I am!" She linked arms with Syl and proceeded to prance down the road.
Syl slipped away from the burning death grasp and rested a hand on the hilt of her long sword that lay on her hip as she slipped away from the road. Hime Amane followed. Syl gripped the hilt till her knuckles turned white, reminding herself to watch her temper, even though slicing the woman's head off would be so easy.
As they trudged on through the harsh foliage and Syl's thoughts on how she could even walk in those heeled boots in such a terrain where interrupted when the clear smell of sulfur hit her nose, she quickly glanced to the sky and noted as it began to turn blood red, cracking as if it was about to fall away at any second. Syl grinned. This is the perfect opportunity to get rid of her, Syl thought, grinning wickedly, then she paused, considering it. Wait, I know I'm a total bitch, but would throwing her in Dagon's realm of Oblivion be completely inhumane?
Syl was in the midst of debating with herself as she made her way to where the gates of Oblivion would rest. Hime Amane skipped along behind her newly appointed body guard, playing with the beautiful purple flowers she had picked that where nothing in comparison to her, oblivious to the danger she was in. The grass that had wilted away or became burned and charred to a crisp re-grew in Hime Amane's perfection. Syl sneered at the sight; it was sweet enough to make her gag.
Then Syl saw it, the gate loomed in the distance. Standing up against the barren waist land it had created the Oblivion Gate seemed to cackle at them, long bloody jagged edges stuck out. Though Syl had seen and closed many of these gates, she couldn't help but shudder, feeling the massiveness of the force she was facing. Hime Amane on the other hand couldn't be happier.
"Ooooooh" she cooed, "Is that an Oblivion Gate? Are we going to go in? Oh this is going to be so fun!" She squealed.
Syl unsheathed the long sword with a 'shing' and held it in her left hand. "Yes this is an Oblivion Gate. And no, we're not going in…I'm going in, you're going to go to Skingrad and stay where it's safe." Though Syl was an incredibly violent, short tempered and otherwise bad person, she couldn't put someone else in such danger knowingly, that and Hime Amane would get in the way.
"But I wanna coooommmmmeeeeee" She wined attaching herself to Syl's right arm.
Syl glared and slipped her arm out of the girl's death grip. "Go away."
"No! You're my bodyguard and I own you!"
Syl twitched, and sprinted forward, leaping through the hellatious portal that rest within the gate, leaving Hime Amane pouting her adorably perfect pout outside of it, unprotected from the daedra that could find their way out.