The Fall of Lord Kelvyn
By Commentaholic
A/N: I know! So soon after my last chapter, but ever since I started writing these chapters on my iTouch, I haven't been able to stop myself.
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Chapter 3:
Velvet Pain and Sanguine Salvation
The two Argonians stood in the shadows while Lucien stepped forward to greet Velvet.
"It's been a while since you left us Velvet, what brought about this sudden nostalgia?," said Lucien in his slow, deep voice.
"You know full well what I want. I explained it all in my letter to you, and might I add, was very hard to get it to you past those sorry excuses for skeletons you love so much. AND I had to get all the way up to that slimy, disgusting, poor excuse for a home you call Fort Farragut." Velvet taunted.
Lucien's eyes narrowed, "Indeed, and as per your letter, I brought the specialists you requested. Although, I do wonder what scheme you are planning for which you would factor in something you do not possess in your quite large skill set. Why do you need infiltration specialists?"
"Lucien, please," said Velvet," What good is a surprise attack when someone knows that it's coming?"
"Do I look like the kind of person who would enjoy the sentiment of sparing someone pain and torment?"
"The same sentiment I showed to you when you came crawling to me, pleading with me to help you," Velvet sneered, "and the same sentiment you failed to show me when I needed someone to spare my life when I botched that contract?"
"Those were isolated incidents-"
"You needed my help to escape from your 'Black Hand' while your silencer searched for the necessary evidence you needed to clear your name and you know it!" Velvet yelled. "The only reason I was able to do so was because I managed to escape your clutches back in Cheydinhal!"
Lucien bowed his head.
"You do realize what you asked me to do at the time, correct?" he said.
"I asked you to support your most prodigious member after the Morag Tong got to my target first!" said Velvet, tears in her eyes now. "10 years later, I saved you, even though I vowed to kill you next time I saw you. Now I'm calling in the favor you owe me."
Lucien spread his hands placatingly, "And I'm holding up my end of the bargain, I brought you your team."
"They'd better fit the bill!" said Velvet.
"Oh, they will," said Lucien, " We're even now, no more favors!"
Lucien stormed out of the tent, mounted Shadowmere, and rode into the night.
Velvet silently watched him go, tears glistening on her cheeks.
A/N: I didn't plan any of this as I was writing it; I surprise myself at what I can come up with on the spot. Pretty good for ad lib, though, eh?
I didn't even know I had a soft spot for childhood angst from the main character. Is it possible that Lucien had to put aside his feelings for his favorite student of shadows? Maybe i'll do a follow-up to this, maybe a flashback or two... of course that means i'll need more characters... SEND MORE CHARACTERS