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The Thalmor glared up at the warrior towering over him while wiping the blood that dripped from his nose.
"What now,little Thalmor?"she asked,tauntingly.
He spat at her feet in respose,still glaring at her.
She was unfazed,and actually laughed-laughed!-at him.
This woman.
This infuriating woman.
She ceased laughing,and offered him a hand.
It surprised him,but he soon switched back to his venimous glare,and slapped her hand away.
"How dare you you animal!"he shouted,tryiing his hardest to tower over the tall woman,but to no avail;he only reached her chin.
She raised a slender eyebrow.
"Animal? Does an animal spare their prey?"she asked.
That stumped him,and effectivly shut him up.
Why DID she spare him,anyways?
She killed his two guardians,but only elbowed him in the face when he tried to use a flame spell on her.
Speaking of which...
He attempted to thow another one at her,but was again knocked on his sensitive arse.
The Talmor winced as it made contact with a protruding boulder,and was too ocupied with checking his rear end's condition to notice the woman pull something from her pocket.
It wasn't until she put said thing around his neck that he noticed.
"What in the name of the Eight Divines is this?! A collar?!"he cried out as he grabbed at it in a futile attempt to remove it.
"Yup.I own you now."she answered quite simply,a smug smirk on her face.
"Why you-"
He attempted an attack,but was stopped by a sudden jolt of electricity,and cried out in both surprise and pain.
"See that? You try anything and you get shocked,savvy?"
The Thalmor,glared viciously from his place on the ground,for it was all he could do.
The warrior smiled warmly at him,and picked him up,setting him back on his feet,and brushed off some snow.
"Good!"she exclaimed happly."We understand each other!I'm Morgan.What's your name?"
He didn't answer,but merely snorted indignatly,arms folded over his chest,and turned the other way.
"Okay,that's cool.I'll just call you Mr.Altmer."
Now it was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
He sighed,knowing his defeat.
"It's Argos."
She gave him another warm smile,and,taking his gloved hand in her cold,bare one,led on.
"Nice to meet you,Argos!I have a feeling we'll be fine friends!"
And with slight protest on the Altmer's side,the two were off to Sithis knows where.

Description
The Thalmor glared up at the warrior towering over him while wiping the blood that dripped from his nose.
"What now,little Thalmor?"she asked,tauntingly.
He spat at her feet in respose,still glaring at her.
She was unfazed,and actually laughed-laughed!-at him.
This woman.
This infuriating woman.
She ceased laughing,and offered him a hand.
It surprised him,but he soon switched back to his venimous glare,and slapped her hand away.
"How dare you you animal!"he shouted,tryiing his hardest to tower over the tall woman,but to no avail;he only reached her chin.
She raised a slender eyebrow.
"Animal? Does an animal spare their prey?"she asked.
That stumped him,and effectivly shut him up.
Why DID she spare him,anyways?
She killed his two guardians,but only elbowed him in the face when he tried to use a flame spell on her.
Speaking of which...
He attempted to thow another one at her,but was again knocked on his sensitive arse.
The Talmor winced as it made contact with a protruding boulder,and was too ocupied with checking his rear end's condition to notice the woman pull something from her pocket.
It wasn't until she put said thing around his neck that he noticed.
"What in the name of the Eight Divines is this?! A collar?!"he cried out as he grabbed at it in a futile attempt to remove it.
"Yup.I own you now."she answered quite simply,a smug smirk on her face.
"Why you-"
He attempted an attack,but was stopped by a sudden jolt of electricity,and cried out in both surprise and pain.
"See that? You try anything and you get shocked,savvy?"
The Thalmor,glared viciously from his place on the ground,for it was all he could do.
The warrior smiled warmly at him,and picked him up,setting him back on his feet,and brushed off some snow.
"Good!"she exclaimed happly."We understand each other!I'm Morgan.What's your name?"
He didn't answer,but merely snorted indignatly,arms folded over his chest,and turned the other way.
"Okay,that's cool.I'll just call you Mr.Altmer."
Now it was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
He sighed,knowing his defeat.
"It's Argos."
She gave him another warm smile,and,taking his gloved hand in her cold,bare one,led on.
"Nice to meet you,Argos!I have a feeling we'll be fine friends!"
And with slight protest on the Altmer's side,the two were off to Sithis knows where.