Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160218224245/@comment-3293219-20160218224304

The Oakvales sat around their large dining table, slowly tucking into the bounty placed before them, cooked carefully by a servant. They would never entrust the preparation of their meals to a slave, they wouldn’t be able to read the ingredients and they aren’t that keen on keeping you alive.

Sat at the head of the dining table was the man of the house, Kane. He had long since started eating, much to his wife and daughter’s disapproval as they were still a family member short.

“Kane…” Celia grumbled, glaring at the older man as she stared at him.

“We must wait for Elis.”

Kane didn’t pay any attention to his wife, she hadn’t been out working all day. Maybe if that dumb bitch lifted anything heavier than a pearl necklace she’d understand…

“Bah… The food’ll have gone mouldy by the time that she gets here.”

“Oh, honestly… What is taking her so long!?” Their eldest daughter piped up, glancing back over to her brother.

“Kanis, did she respond when you called her down? You know how easily she can just… Zone out.”

It was indeed true that Enis was a little… absent minded. She spent so much time on her own, doing her own thing and she was incredibly forgetful. However, in spite of all of this, nobody ever had a bad thing to say about her. Even her slave, the Breton who was hired to tutor her, even she didn’t protest against having to work with her.

“She must’ve forgotten…” Celia sighed, looking over to her daughter.

“Kia, think you can…?”

“What!? Me!? Surely not mother!”

“One of you had better go up there and shout her down before I lose it!” Kane growled, poking his fork at them.

“All this arguing over... such transitionary shit!”

Kia sighed and pulled her chair out, realising that they had indeed kicked the hornet’s nest. Well, that her Father was acting, you’d think they’d pissed on the nest and then set it on fire…

As soon as the young Bosmer reached the front door, she was intercepted by her younger sister, who appeared in the doorway.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Oh… Kia… I’m terribly sorry for being so late.” Elis said, nervously as she stepped inside, huddled up and looking incredibly anxious. Her Father simply rolled his eyes and proceeded to eat some more, quickly looking up as Agatha trailed in behind her.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“You, you’re supposed to make sure that she makes it down here!” Kia snapped in her face, getting an indignant glare in response.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“N-No, it’s not her fault.” Elis said, piping up a little.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“I-I told her to wait… I didn’t want anyone else in the room with me, because I was getting changed. Agatha was just respecting my privacy… and then I forgot and started reading again.”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Kia sighed and rolled her eyes, stepping around the table and falling back down on her chair.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Urgh… Elis, what are you like!?” She grumbled, sticking her fork into the nearest slice of meat and shoving it into her mouth, getting a quick smack from her mother for showing such poor table manners.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">As was obvious, Kia took mostly from her father but was often a mummy’s girl as did Kanis. Elis, however? She was… Nobody knew who she took after.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">She seemed to be brand new, timid, anxious and not really the brightest but incredibly creative and soft hearted. In some ways she was perfect, so pure and well meaning… but in others, she was the worst of the three. Forgetful, anxious, helpless and unreliable.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Though Kane and Celia had the means to look after her, they didn’t particularly want to. They wanted their children to go out and help their small trade empire expand, not drain off of their riches like financial parasites.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">However, Elis often came across as way too pure to be such a person. She didn’t so much as leach as she did drain by her constant need for attention and care.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“So… Elis.” Her Mother said, awkwardly as her sibblings began to tuck in.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“What did you and Agatha learn about today?”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">The knowing bitch glanced up to her Breton slave, though Agatha hadn’t let her down before, she was eager for her to do so, so that she could punish her.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Elis remained silent, carefully placing some more food in her mouth before shrugging.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“We’ve just been working on the stuff we were working on the other day… We’ll be moving on tomorrow.” Elis promised, rather shyly.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Oh, of course dear… I was just curious, since the two of you are so… secretive about the whole thing.”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Agatha was tempted to roll her eyes but didn’t want a beating, she just wanted to know every detail about Elis’ life, which wasn’t fair on either of them. What child’s parent knows exactly what they’re doing in school? It’s just not feasible.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Elis, have you given any thought towards the ball?” Kia cut in, she seemed rather annoyed as well and seemed even more so when her sister just shook her head.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“N-No… I forgot about it…”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Urgh… Elis, you can’t just show up for it in your nighty, you’re going to have to have a dress made and you’re going to have to look presentable. So you’re going to have to put a bit of thought into it, okay?”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Okay…”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Kia sighed. Honestly? It was like her sister was passive aggressive when she spoke like that, like she’s just dismissed everything she said with a little murmur. It drove her insane, especially when her parents would tan her ass for not helping her, when she won’t even help herself.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Of course, she’d never get a slap, because she was such a delicate fucking flower that she’d probably end up taking on some sort of locked in syndrome and wouldn’t respond for three weeks.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Elis carefully held her fork and placed it back down on the table, glancing up to her family.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“I think I’m done eating…”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“You’ve hardly touched it!” Celia pointed out, seeming rather panicked.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“I know…”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">A silence fell over the table but they decided that there was no point in forcing her to stay. After a heavy sigh, Celia simply let her go, not wanting to hold her against her will. She found this awkward enough as it was…

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Elis slowly stood up and composed herself, wrapping both hands around one another and pressing them against her stomach.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Thank you…” She uttered, nervously before stepping off towards the door, with Agatha following awkwardly behind.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">-

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Elis approached her bedroom door with a degree of trepidation as she carefully placed her hand on the door handle and opened the way for herself and her tutor, continuing to keep her head held high as she carefully stepped inside her room. Agatha followed along, looking nowhere near as composed as she furiously scratched her head and sighed heavily, shutting the door behind her.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Whew…” Elis sighed as soon as she reached her bed.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Thank fuck for that.”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">The Bosmer approached her bed and pulled a small chest from under it and began to feel around for the lock, Agatha heard a click as it came undone and slowly opened, allowing her access to her personal belongings.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Pfft… Nice going pissing Kia off.” Agatha giggled, taking a seat on Elis’ desk.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Her face was a picture, dunno why you going to this ball means so much to her anyway.”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Probably because I asked Celia for it, because I knew she’d drive Kia mad over it and I figured that I could kill two birds with one stone. Then I’m going to get the flu the night before the party and not be able to go, such a pity.” Elis said, throwing her clothes off as she began to change. She didn’t really give a shit if Agatha was watching, if that’s what rocked her boat then so be it. Besides, she couldn’t be arsed going behind the stall and getting changed there.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">The wilderness called!

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Agatha was most certainly not looking and instead chose to turn her attention to the window, looking out across the way as she smiled at the sight and sounds of the wilderness. She could hear all sorts of exotic birds calling and listening to their song really did allow her to empathise with Elis’ desire to get out there and explore it.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">The young Bosmer jumped up to her feet, donned in a leather outfit that was both durable and flexible, perfect for exploration and hunting and hiding her identity. She turned around to Agatha and gave her a knowing grin before approaching the wall, tearing her ‘decorative’ bow down from it.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Erm… Just out of curiosity, I’m kind of running out of things to say about what we’re… ‘learning.’ What… Should we be studying right now?”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Elis turned back and shrugged, sighing heavily.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“I dunno… Tell ‘em that I learned that a cow goes ‘moo’ or something, just doing make it sound like I’m making too much progress.”

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“Did the spirit tell you that?” Agatha said, with a smirk, getting an indignant look from her ‘owner.’

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“As if Hal would ever be that helpful…” The Bosmer sighed, approaching the window and placing her foot on it. She slowly lifted herself up onto it and glanced back over her shoulder, meeting Agatha’s gaze with a smile.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">“I’ll be back in two hours…” She uttered before giving her a mock salute and dropping out of the window, leaving Agatha alone, to sigh heavily.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Now she just had to entertain herself until then…