"You do realize what'll happen when you get caught, right?"
"I'll beat 'em up. Believe it or not, I only told you so you'd be safe from my psycho friends."
"Nedjem-" he'd been obviously far more concerned for her welfare than his own in this matter.
"Bite me, Rugio; I'll be fine."
"You're talking about raiding Origimmar! Freakin' Origimmar! And how often do I go there anyway?"
"With my luck it'd be the rare occasion that you'd be there."
"Now I will be."
"Ruigo, if you help us out in the open... Besides, it's not as if I'll be alone."
"A pet snake is not worth this. I can easily get one for you, you realize."
"It's not just for the pet snake. I am strong enough for this, and I want to help my friends."
He sighed, observing the woman's determined face. "...Fine."
"As if I need your permission."
&
Nedjem panted hard, dealing as much healing as she could to her friends. They were so close, just two more-nope, one more guard... The orc fell, and the group cheered momentarily before continuing. A couple stopped at the pond for fishing, and she took a moment to look around. Then she saw him; the snake vendor. She strode right up to him, reeking of confidence.
"O-Oh my," the troll said. "It's probably best I don't give you any trouble, yes?"
"That would be wise," she assured him. "One of each, if you wouldn't mind."
She'd just finished her transaction when she heard loud, angry yelling- in Orchish. At least, she was pretty sure it was Orchish. The rest of the group heard it too; and abandoned thier fishing to group up once more. She panicked a little; they hadn't fully recovered from the last attack- she'd just have to keep a close eye on her wearying companions.
Out of seemingly nowhere, a bright ball of flame flew into the horde of approaching orcs.
Nedjem knew that spell. It was a mage spell. A mage spell that delt a great deal of damage. She willed herself not to look for Rugio and concentrate at the coming battle.
&
"You helped us," she accused him a couple days later in Booty Bay.
"What are you on about?" Rugio asked, not looking away from his fishing pole.
"In Origimmar," she hissed. "You bloody help-"
"I'm sorry, I think you have me confused with someone else," he replied blandly. "Why would I help a night elf in battle, seriously?"
"Oh, right," she said, folding her arms. "You're stuck up, pompous Silvermoon bloof elf."
"And you're an easy, pampered Darnassus night elf."
"You did not just call me 'easy.'"
"You called me 'stuck up.' Fair game, lady."
"And I am not pampered!"
"Yeah, just like I'm totally not pom-" he started laughing. "Nope, can't even say it with a straight face!"
She sighed, shaking her head while she sat down beside him. "Why do I put up with you again?"
"Hell if I know."