If you don't like fluff I apologize haha.
-A-R-Y-A-
It was almost unbearable to sit there and know that she was the reason he was falling apart. Her conscience and heart clashed with her instincts as she watched the turmoil in his eyes. And of course he'd make it worse, throwing the lyrics of a song in her face, a song that fit their situation to a T. The lyrics were like needles digging into her skin and sliding through her veins towards her heart. It became too much for her when he spoke in the end, knowing if she stayed there she would actually let the tears in her eyes fall. It was too much. She stood and walked out, hoping against everything he wouldn't follow her. If he did, she knew what would happen and she couldn't allow it.
So when he grabbed her arm she did the only thing she could think of to stop him from unlocking that final door to her soul. But of course it wasn't enough, it wouldn't be enough unless she was half-way around the world, the furthest point from him, and she bet even then he'd still find a way to reach her. As he pushed her against the wall she continued to fight, so terrified she was of what was coming. But at the same time, this closeness, what she saw in his eyes, she wanted it. More than she could even put into words.
And then he was walking away and a terror she'd not been prepared for slammed into her chest, causing her to call to him. She was going to lose him again. That understanding was obvious as she knew he wouldn't speak to her before disappearing out of her life. That couldn't happen. She wasn't ready to let him go, she never would be. Swearing at herself she headed the direction he'd disappeared to. When she found nothing but the darkness and pounding rain her feet pulled her forward, towards where she hoped he'd be.
When she saw the form on the ground, still and soaked, her heart dropped in her chest and she sprinted towards it, knowing it was him. He was trashed, his body cut and bruised, and his eyes were closed. Even the thought that he might be gone spurred her forward until he finally opened his eyes. It was a blur from then until she reached the motel, wanting nothing more than to heal him, to make sure that he was alright. When he spoke to her it was with the voice of somebody whose spirit, whose very life, was crushed. Her heart hammered in her chest as she held his face in her hands, so aware of how just one touch sent sparks through her fingertips.
Switching modes, she tried to calm herself and figure out what the hell had happened that he'd allowed this to happen. His answer was like a slap to the face as it seemed she'd wounded him far worse than he believed the thugs had. She grimaced and prepared herself to reveal her most guarded secret. Even when she spoke it though, he seemed unbelieving.
"Eragon I don't want you to keep away. I am physically incapable of letting you go. Not again."
He just watched her, his eyes like saucers in their disbelief. She smiled, leaning forward and kissing him softly, her hand sliding through his hair and down his cheek. As she leaned back he seemed to realize what was happening and he tugged her back to him with a hand on her neck. She wanted to gasp in relief. It was so right, so perfect. She wasn't allowing him to leave again. He winced slightly as a nail crossed a cut on his cheek and she pulled away.
"Lay down Eragon."
As he did, she unlatched the buckle on his belt. He jerked up, momentarily forgetting that he'd just had the shit smashed out of him. He gasped and she placed a hand on his abdomen, pressing him back.
"Relax. I'm going to go dry your clothing. I'd rather you not get sick."
He took a deep breath and nodded. Taking it as permission, she pulled the jeans from his body and set them on the ground next to his shirt. With that she pulled the covers back, the fact that he was wearing nothing but boxers not passing by unnoticed. She pulled the sheets from under him and then over his body, hoping he would be fine by himself while she was gone. He closed his eyes and she reached out to him, tracing the line of his jaw. She smiled before leaning down and picking up his clothes.
While she was waiting for them she debated if she wanted to dry her's as well. Checking thirty minutes later she found they were finished. Making a split second decision, she pulled his shirt over her head before removing her own. Throwing it in she waited for fifteen minutes and grabbed her shirt, heading up the steps again and letting herself in the room. He stirred slightly but didn't wake, allowing her to grab the ice bucket and leave to fill it. As she returned and locked the door once again, she pulled the bag from the bucket and tied the top. Then, removing her own jeans and hanging them to dry, she remained in his t-shirt.
Climbing onto the bed beside him, she sat with her back to the headboard and pushed her fingers gently through his wet hair. He opened his eyes and she gripped his hand.
"Come here."
He rolled onto his chest and rested his head on her stomach. She placed the ice on his skull and settled her hand on the back of his head.
"Go to sleep. I'll wake you every hour just to be safe."
He nodded against her and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her tightly like she might slip away if he didn't. Smiling, she leaned back and waited.
Every time she woke him, he would start and then relax as he realized the situation. And each time, he would pull himself closer. By the third time she decided to lay down completely and he moved so his head was on her chest. She stayed put for the next seven hours and around four she had to drop the bag of ice onto the ground because it was leaking ice-cold water all over his head and her. Finally it was time to get up and so she ruffled his hair.
"Eragon." He shifted closer and she smiled. "Eragon you have to wake up." He mumbled something before burrowing further into her side. She chuckled. "They're going to be wondering where we are."
He stilled then, several moments passing before he looked up at her. There was confusion and worry in his eyes and she understood immediately what was running through his head. Because of that, when he tried to pull away she stopped him.
"Eragon, it happened."
He was breathing heavier now and she wanted to convince him that he hadn't dreamt of what she said to him. That everything was real. Leaning toward him, she pressed her lips to his own, grinning against them when he gasped. It only took him moments to accept it before he was kissing her again, pressing himself even closer. Her heart leapt in her chest and she felt the heat of his body through his shirt that she wore. Before things got out of hand she pulled back from him. He narrowed his eyes but she just chuckled.
"Go take a shower. I'm going to get a bit of sleep before we need to head back."
He tilted his head, watching her quietly before nodding.
"I'll do that."
She wanted to pull him back as he stood but knew she wouldn't be sleeping if he returned to her. So, closing her eyes, she let her dreams come. And for once, they were good.
-E-R-A-G-O-N-
He closed the door to the bathroom and leaned against it, bewildered but beyond thrilled. So it had truly happened. He laughed, shaking his head and walking towards the shower. He was weak and his entire body ached, but he would live and he could easily stand to take his own shower. The hot water burned over his injuries but he enjoyed the sting and turned the knob to the point of scalding, washing away any remaining blood from his body. When he finished, he stepped out and dried off. It wasn't until then that he realized he only brought in his boxers and they were still slightly damp.
Using the hairdryer, he dried them completely and slid them on, walking out to find his jeans and t-shirt. They were easy to see as she'd folded them and set them on a chair by his shirt. Walking over, he slid them on picked up the shirt only to realize that it wasn't his. The realization hit him and he raised his brow, looking over at Arya to find her curled under the sheets in his shirt. He grinned before noticing that her jeans were hanging over a chair. His cheeks turned red and he couldn't help but look back at her. It was truly a rare sight to see her so completely relaxed and at ease. Even back in England she'd been so guarded as she slept, on her back and hardly asleep.
Now, she was on her side, her hair splayed out on the pillows, wearing his shirt. Her hair was wavy as the rain had caused the straight locks to dry like that and he seriously wanted to crawl back beside her. But, knowing that she'd stayed up all night with him, he wanted her to rest. So instead of doing as his heart desired, he grabbed her shirt and held it up. It was black like his, but it would be crazy tight and he'd look like a douche. The v-neck wouldn't help either. Rolling his eyes he tugged it over his head. He pulled out the card she had in her jeans, hoping he wouldn't get branded an identity thief if he had to leave to buy something. Snatching the key and headed down to the lobby, hoping there'd be a continental breakfast. Of course there wasn't.
Sighing, he walked over to the counter and smiled at the woman there. She seemed unnerved by his appearance and he wondered exactly how bad he'd been beaten. When he passed the mirror it'd been too fogged to look, not that he would have.
"What's the closest place to get breakfast?"
She seemed to ponder for a moment.
"What kind? McDonald's or something like Red Robin?"
He shrugged.
"I don't know. Red Robin?"
The desk assistant nodded.
"The closest is the First Watch four blocks away. Would you like directions?"
He nodded and while she printed it out he rested against the counter.
By the time he returned with four to-go boxes and two drinks, it had been almost forty minutes. He hoped she'd been able to sleep for all of that time. As he opened the door and sat on the bed, placing the food on the bedside table, he heard her move. Her finger brushed along his spine and he shivered, turning to look at her. Her hair was still wild and some covered her face, but her beauty was still so apparent that it took him a moment to speak.
"Hey."
She closed her eyes and chuckled.
"Is that my shirt?"
He bit his cheek and looked down at it. Every line of his torso was visible.
"Yep. You stole mine so I figured I'd return the favor."
She stretched, her gorgeous form calling to him.
"You look hot."
He raised his brows, still very unaccustomed to this. He took a chance, laying down beside her and turning on his side.
"Yeah?"
She nodded, eyes sleepy but amused. Her hand ran along his chest and he caught it, lacing his fingers through hers.
"Yeah. How do you feel?"
He played with her fingers, running his along her palm and wrist.
"Fine. Sore as hell but that's to be expected." He looked away from her stunning eyes for a moment. "What made you change your mind, Arya?"
She took a breath, obviously struggling with this.
"When you. . . . when you were gone. . . . it was awful for me. But I have ever been one to ignore pain and I didn't realize just how much I needed you until you were about to walk away again. In the car I was so close to breaking but you were right, I was a coward, so terrified of feeling something only to lose it. But that fear was greatly overpowered as you left me last night. The thought of going even one more day without you was the most horrifying thing I've ever felt. So. . . . I gave in. I had to."
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly against him, not able to show with words just how grateful he was for her decision. She tucked her head under his chin and fisted her hands in his shirt. Well, her shirt. They stayed like that for several minutes, both too comfortable to move. That is until he remembered he'd gotten food. He sat up, pulling her with him. She groaned and tugged out of his grasp, falling back to the mattress. He smirked and pinched her side, curious to see if she was ticklish. She yelped, jerked sideways, and fell off the bed onto the floor, causing him to burst into laughter. He laid on his stomach and peeked over the side of the bed. She glared at him but there was a grin playing at the corners of her mouth.
"I didn't know you were ticklish."
She frowned.
"I'm not."
He quirked a brow and gave her a disbelieving look.
"Right. You just fell on the floor because you wanted to."
She answered tongue in cheek, not giving in.
"Of course I did. It's cooler down here and you were making me hot." His mouth dropped and she seemed to catch just what she'd said. Her cheeks actually reddened and she tried to correct herself. "Not like that."
He rested his chin on his hands.
"Oh no of course not. That would be ridiculous."
She pushed herself up.
"Exactly."
She'd just stood when he rolled off the bed, ignoring the pull on his muscles and scabs, and blocked her path. His fingers locked onto her shirt and he tugged her closer.
"Completely ridiculous?" She nodded, her breath coming quicker. He narrowed his eyes. "Would you like to put that to the test?"
Her response was a slight shake of the head even as she came closer to him. He made as if to kiss her but pulled back, grinning mischievously. She gripped his shirt tighter but he kept his distance. She seemed unsure of what he was planning and he didn't wait for her to figure it out, quickly walking her backwards and into the wall, he pinned her. Her green eyes were alive with desire and he took the time to study them before brushing his lips over hers.
"Is it still an absurd thought that I might sway you?"
She closed her eyes.
"Most definitely."
He grinned, placing a small kiss to the corner of her mouth before moving along her cheek to her neck. There, he found her pulse and grazed his teeth across it before soothing the area with his tongue. Arya's mouth was parted as she waited for his next action. He ran a hand down her back to settle just below the hem of the shirt.
"And now?"
She pressed herself back into the wall, her eyes shut as he toyed with her, his teeth still sliding along her flesh. Her voice was breathy when she answered.
"Like winter."
He chuckled and then his hands were sliding up her back, beneath the shirt. She hissed and grabbed his collar, yanking him to her and kissing him hard. But, instead of giving in, he stepped away from her although it almost killed him. She growled slightly and he raised an eyebrow.
"Like winter, huh?"
She glared at him like he was the prey and she the predator who would have him. But she wasn't one to lose and to his utter surprise, she shrugged and walked past him, to the to-go boxes sitting on the table. He gaped at her as she first slid on her jeans and then looked back and winked before opening the first box. Taking several deep breaths, he regained control of himself before following and sitting across from her.
"I didn't know what you would want so I just bought a lot. Um, with your card."
He slid it across the table and she frowned. Thinking she was mad he'd done so without asking, he began to apologize.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't want to wake-"
She interrupted.
"That isn't it."
He tilted his head.
"Then what?"
The look on her face was one he knew well and he dreaded it. She wasn't going to tell him. He had obviously not fully gained her trust yet. To his surprise, her expression changed and she gripped his hand across the table.
"Sorry, force of habit. I just. . . I wish you would've fought back. If you'd actually died-"
"But I didn't." He laced his fingers through hers. "I didn't. So don't fret about it. Ok?"
She shot him a look.
"If you pull shit like that again I'll kill you myself."
He nodded.
"Understood, boss." She looked at him in question and he shrugged. "Since I'm coming back I figured you'd return to being my CO?"
She smirked.
"Right. And I'm going to have so much fun making up for lost time."
He raised a brow.
"Yeah? Because I learned some pretty neat things at DuWeld. I'm stronger than I was."
She eyed him.
"I'll say."
He couldn't help the laugh that escaped.
"I really don't know how long it will take to not be surprised when that kind of thing comes out of your mouth."
She chuckled and then became serious.
"So, the five months we were apart. . . . who did you train with?"
He crossed his arms. Oromis. And a kid named Vanir. Such a dick."
She grinned and nodded.
"He is that. Oromis is an excellent teacher. I'm glad my mother allowed you to meet him." Eragon shifted in his seat a bit uncomfortably, not going unnoticed by her. "What?"
He looked down.
"I feel like I let him down."
Arya frowned.
"How so?"
Now it was time to be cautious. He didn't know how she would handle the fact that he'd become a raging sociopath on her account. She was in this now, but it was better not to scare her with intimate details of just how much he had missed her. So instead of answering he just shook his head.
"It's nothing. Do you like the food?"
She narrowed her eyes.
"Eragon."
He stood, turning his back to her and walking towards the bed to sit down. He hadn't come up with an excuse or some other explanation so he was stalling. She eyes him for a moment before following and sitting beside him.
"Hey what aren't you saying?"
He took a deep breath and about to make up something when her fingers pushed into his hair soothingly. He closed his eyes, completely taken aback and unprepared when she spoke again.
"Tell me."
He tilted his head into her hand and sighed.
-A-R-Y-A-
Worry danced around the edges of her mind and she rested her hand on his neck, playing subconsciously with the soft brown locks. He folded his hands self-consciously and wouldn't meet her eyes as he answered her.
"Oromis was trying to train me to control my emotions. . . but, dammit, it was agony. I was in physical pain at how much I wanted to see you; to make sure you were alright. So when you're mother gave me another option. . . .even against his warning, I took it." She tensed but said nothing as he continued. "So I shoved all the crap I was feeling away, trying to forget, to move on. And what I became. . . Shit I was messed up. Apparently I'm too emotion based to do as you do because instead of getting rid of the pain I just dulled it with rage. I felt nothing but anger and fighting was the release. Oromis knew that I wasn't following his direction but he said nothing like he believed it wasn't his job. Part of me, I think, is still consumed by that and I doubt that I'll ever be able to rid myself of it fully."
He stopped talking and she instinctively reached for his arm.
"Eragon look at me."
He complied, eyes shielded like he was prepared to incur anger or a lecture. She just cupped his face in both hands and kissed him, slowly relaxing the muscles he'd been tensing. She retreated moments after.
"You don't have to hide things from me because you feel ashamed. Please know that. I have done worse than I ever want you to know about so there will never be any judgement here. Got it?" When he nodded she continued. "And like I made reference to earlier, I was in the exact same situation. I pushed Saphira and anyone who would be willing to speak to me away. I was a completely reckless and stupid to the point that I almost got myself killed. So-"
His eyes widened.
"What happened?"
She smiled and stood again, pulling him with her.
"It doesn't matter now. Let's finish eating and get on our way. I'm pretty sure my mother has sent out search parties by now."
He nodded but didn't let go of her hand until absolutely necessary. She had thought letting him in would be difficult, that she might constantly have to force herself to share herself with him. But it was nothing like that. In fact, it was like the words were sliding out easily. She wanted him to know her, to understand her. She smiled to herself and sat to finish the breakfast. By the time they were leaving he'd gathered the trash and stuffed it in the tiny trashcan that rested in the corner. They were about to walk out of the room when he paused.
"Wait, shirts."
She looked at him with a glint in her eye.
"I think you should stay in mine. It looks better on you anyway."
He pulled her back as she opened the door.
"Yes but if we are walking together it'll be obvious that we switched shirts. And if we're going to see Saphira and your mother they'll definitely remember that I wasn't dressed like a male stripper the last time they saw me."
She laughed.
"You don't look like a stripper. But you are right. It wouldn't slip past them. Take it off."
He folded his arms and rested on the wall.
"You first."
She gave him a pointed look, not speaking, until finally he rolled his eyes and tugged off the top. He winced as he lifted his sore arms and she had to hold herself from helping him. She had a feeling if she got that close to him with him shirtless they wouldn't be able to leave. Eragon tossed her the shirt and she put it on over his before removing it and handing it over. She avoided looking at him until he was fully clothed and they made it to the lobby minutes later. When they were able to hail down a taxi and climb into the back, he looked at her.
"So speaking of your mother and Saphira. . . ."
Arya sighed.
"I don't really want anyone to know at the moment."
He nodded.
"I understand that."
She pressed her hand over her eyes, trying to wake up further as exhaustion still filled her.
"I'm just not sure how my mother would react considering that she brought you all the way to England to keep you away from me."
Eragon's eyes widened.
"What? That's why she brought me?"
Arya nodded, smirking at him.
"Did you just assume it was because you were that good?"
He pouted.
"Well I'd like to think. Thanks for destroying my ego. How did she know about us?"
"How do you think Blödhgarm came so quickly when we were attacked in that hotel? Obviously they had cameras on us."
He grimaced.
"Well they sure got a show."
She shoved his arm and rested her head against the seat, her eyes half-closed. He moved closer to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"Hey, we have thirty minutes till we get there. Get some some sleep."
She tensed instinctively before relaxing into him, her head in the crook of his neck.
It seemed like seconds later that he was rubbing her shoulder to wake her.
"We're here. You ready?"
She blinked rapidly several times before nodding and sliding out of the car. They'd just reached the doors when she stopped.
"How are we going to explain your face?"
He shrugged.
"You beat me up?"
Arya pulled open the door and headed in.
"While that's totally plausible I'd rather not have to come up with a reason for why I did it. How about you got hit by a car?"
He scoffed.
"Why would I be slow enough that I couldn't jump over it?"
She grinned.
"It was dark, raining, and the car's lights were out. Also, your senses were dulled since you'd gotten a bit drunk."
There he relented.
"That's true. I think they'll buy it. So what room? Or did you rent out the entire hotel and replace the staff?"
"We're in room 427. I'm assuming we'll be all packed up so don't get comfortable."
He pressed the elevator button while the people they passed looked at him in shock and suspicion. Looking down he ran his hand subconsciously through his hair.
"Man I want to kill those guys. Smashed up my sexy face."
The metal doors dinged and slid open, allowing them to step in.
"I'm sure we could figure out who they were. Then you could thrash them."
The doors were about to close when hand cut between them. In walked Blödhgarm, followed by two other agents from DuWeld. He paused when he saw her, his eyes widening. Even more so when he saw Eragon. Then, in true agent fashion, completely masked his emotions and stepped in the elevator with the others. He stood with his back to them but and spoke casually.
"I'm sure Islanzadi will be happy to see you both."
She knew it was a really a warning. He was basically saying, 'where the hell were you guys? Your mother is pissed as shit. Good luck.' Sighing quietly, she braced herself for what was coming. Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door to her room, Islanzadi was glaring.
"Where the hell have you been?" As she caught sight of Eragon her frown deepened. "Both of you? We just finished a high stakes mission and strategically let the target go. What do you think it looks like when two of my people don't show up. I've had agents up all night trying to figure out if there was any way she could've gotten to you or know who you were."
Eragon stood awkwardly behind her, using her to block her mother's view. But to both their dismay, Islanzadi moved and caught glimpse of his face. She clenched her jaw, her voice stony when she spoke again.
"What happened."
Eragon stepped forward them, rubbing the back of his head.
"It was crazy dark last night and I was a bit tipsy. While I was out trying to clear my head this car with it's headlights out crashed into me. He was going slow but. . . well, as you can see, it left it's mark."
Her mother frowned.
"Why didn't you return here? We could've patched you up."
Arya nodded.
"He was hardly conscious so I took him to the motel by the bar. We stayed there."
Suspicion laced Islanzadi's eyes.
"Were you with him when he was hit? And why didn't you call somebody to come help you?"
She looked tiredly at her mother.
"No but I heard it. I was by the door. And because when I knelt down to help him out my phone slipped out of my pocket. Got soaked through. Besides, I didn't think it'd be that big of deal if we came today."
A cold stare met hers.
"Well you were mistaken. Finish packing and prepare to leave. Eragon, the jet back to DuWeld is leaving in two hours."
He walked up beside Arya and stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"Um. . . I'm actually going back to the Varden."
Islanzadi narrowed her eyes.
"Why?"
He shrugged.
"Just miss the good old US of A."
Arya could tell her mother wanted to push the subject but she remained silent, only nodding in response. After several moments she was ready and walking out of the room. As soon as the door closed he turned to Arya and let out a long breath.
"Holy shit. She's brutal."
Arya nodded.
"That she is. Come on, I want to get back home."
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Sundavr: Welcome and sorry to have taken so long!
TheLoneVoyager: Yeah thanks they're doing better. And sometimes I focus so much on ExA that I forget half the crap that happens in the story. And there's a chance that Hrothgar will still die just to progress stuff but I haven't figured out yet lol. It's interesting to see people's different views on Eragon and Arya. Some think Eragon's the douche and some see Arya as a total bitch. Where do you see Eragon as the wrongdoer? Just curious because I'd like to know both sides from other's opinions. Arya is my favorite as well btw. And I was thinking about adding more of him but I couldn't bring myself to keep writing. I just wanted to post it. He'll confront Eragon soon.
Rainxoxo: Yay lol we must be on the same brainwave or something. I just know when to post it. Lol I'm excited as well. Writing them apart was crazy hard to do. My mind (when I write) is always focused on ways to progress their relationship and so having them at a stalemate made it difficult because I had to switch gears. Lol it is cool, they're hilarious people as well and my Aunt is epic. Once on vacation with the whole family she and I had this game to see how much of her Mike's Hard Lemonade I could drink without my mom seeing. I got through over two thirds before we were caught. Do you watch Anime? If so, what would you recommend? That's awesome! They're so talented it's ridiculous so they deserve it. Really? What games (besides "The Last of Us" and "God of War" does Playstation have and Xbox doesn't? RPG's are my absolute favorite and all the ones I love are on Xbox. I'm probe missing a bunch though. Damn you seem to have it all going for ya :D That's awesome. Why did he have to convince you?
ThePCGamer: Thank you! Ha well I'll try and not kill Hrothgar but if it advances the story I might have to. Don't hate me! AP? Sorry I'm still not up to par on LoL lingo. I play as Yi a lot but I want to get Fiora. She's always so hard when I go against her. What's with certain champions being better top, mid, or bot? Like, can't they do anything?
Thaimex: Thanks :) and Murtagh will return very soon if things go as planned haha. Things might randomly change as I write though.
me luv my music15689: They are doing alright, thank you. I am a butt head but hopefully this chapter was recompense.
Tamerlorde85: :)
Lost Grey Soul: :D Thank you very much!
Badass Chappie L: Thanks lol :)
A Dark Noon: Lol I convinced him that you deserved more than coal this year :D Haha gross. Ha little one? I'm pretty sure I'm older than you. And possibly taller. Eh I'm dealing but thanks for the offer. And you can most likely come into the club permanently soon. I'll have a chat with Jester haha. Thanks! And I feel like all bats are hard. Either would be rather shitty to get smacked with. Wow thank you so much my ego is exploding. And I'm jealous at the amount of books you have. Lmao I'm imagining the epic showdown where she opens the door of your closet and the door creaks creepily. She'll be wearing a long, black trench coat and her smile will be positively evil. She'll be dragging an axe behind her and it will grind along the ground as it comes closer to killing you. Be prepared for when the day comes, you shall not survive it. Lol I forgot to PM you about it but since I didn't take too long to get this up I hope you'll forgive me. And Macs are the best. Shut your blasphemous mouth. I was never and ape and I'm not sure of the setting but I hope it wont be ten years. I'd cry. Oh no I'm out for myself. I set the nations of the world against each other and take the spoils. I'd be cool with an afterlife made of ranch. And fries of course.
Gerazeo90: Thank you! And you're grammar is totally fine :D And yeah, I know but I figured if the dwarves are going to transfer into reality they'd have to be strong bad ass peeps. And I haven't decided if I'm going to kill him or not. And yeah, Arya is a major bitch most of the time but she's slowly warming up :) Lol Eragon does seem like a glutton for punishment when it comes to her. And I looked up your bike. I really like the body of it. The front isn't my favorite but all together it's a bad ass looking bike! And I'll check the Yamaha out although if it's expensive I can't even think about buying it.
burning book: Pantheon is cool. I haven't played as him but I've played against him and he's pretty good. And yeah but I figured you guys deserved a huge chapter haha.
Smauglington: Thank you :D And I actually haven't been thinking about those smaller scenes (not smaller, but like, idk, less major) but you could interpret it like that.
Lawnvi: Hmm I'll have to think on that. That could cause some crazy tension.
Guest: I'm focusing on one story at a time because it's easier to keep track of things but I will return to An Unwanted Bond after this one. Promise.
Elenwne: Thank you so much! :D And no I'll try to get my updates up quicker.
Guest: I promise I haven't abandoned the story. I will get back to it as soon as this one is finished :D
lightningwind: ;D I'm a mean person. I'm not sure when this story will be finished but as soon as it is I will get back to An Unwanted Bond and the rest of my stories.