Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150830164226/@comment-5583506-20150901032031

Rikki could see Cat's grim smirk appearing underneath the Breton's hood and feared what would happen if innocents were hurt just because this man and Cat needed to blow off some steam. She had no idea what the Nord was capable of doing, but she knew well enough from living together with Cat that the result would be messy if the Breton would let her imagination run wild.

Without doubting twice the Khajiit grabbed her unwary friend by the shoulders and made use of her mother's gift: Shadowplay. The two of them seized to exist in corporeal form within the blink of an eye. Unseen and unheard of, Rikki dragged Cat back to their shack.

"Just what the hell do you think you are doing?!" growled Cat, visually annoyed. "Let me go this very instant, Rikki!"

"Khajiit says no! There were innocents back there. Who would have mopped your mess up if you had dreamed off... Khajiit doesn't know? A giant hatchet swinging through the crowd? Ripping them and that Nord to pieces? Would that have been worth it?"

Cat murmured something incoherent. "I guess not."

"Good. Now let Khajiit get you home, where you won't be to much further trouble and let the guards handle that man. Yes?"

"Fine. Whatever you say."

When they were at the front door of their shabby, secluded shack, Rikki let go of Cat. "Alright. This one will let go off you here, otherwise this will be a one-way ticket to Evergloam. No?"

The both of them appeared in plain sight again, with not a single witness nearby.