❴ CLANGING UPON THE ❵ cracked steps, the anceint weapon fell to the ground, fingers rolling to ease his joints from the death grip that had shown no mercy to the hilt. Gaze was concerned with the surrounds as the final steps were taken towards the flashy BMW. A single fluid motion opened the door, slid himself in, then sealed it as quickly as possible. Her demand of staining the finery of the interior went nearly unheeded besides a sound of acknowledgement protruding from his throat. Stretching his hands before him, he studied the strange manifestation. Veins had darkened into black snakes beneath his greyed skin, dark bags beneath his eyes. The dovahkiin hadn’t the symptoms he showcased, making the numbing sensation of such scaly growths all the more irritating. Looking towards her for the first time since he had entered the vehicle, he found himself gracious for her quick recovery, though chagrinned all the same.
❝ I had told you not to come. ❞
She would have been otherwise preoccupied with leaving the weapon, especially one as archaic as Alduin’s, but with what his viselike grip had done to the hilt, and what had sprung from his arms, she knew there likely would not be any fingerprinting, and no DNA traceable to the dragon’s black ichor. Em’s eyes again drifted to his arms, then his puzzled expression. She would not pry yet, not when she was about ready to tear his head off. With a few sharp, illegal maneuvers, she was speeding off back towards the penthouse, silent for some minutes before she replied, “And I told you not to play ‘hero’ when the sun’s still up.” A snake shot out from her wig and nicked his cheek with dagger-sharp fangs.
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