lost X Crystal-la- Part 1

The light green scaled argonian looked to the floating armor of the Daedric Lord, one of his many faces appearing as he nodded. She nodded in returned and took the amulet around his neck, watching the armor collapse. She placed the amulet on the coffin, her candles going out with only the amulet's glow, fading in the darkness.

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"Come on Keer! is that all you got?" Crystal-la smiled as she wiped the blood away from her snout, her fists clenching briefly.

"You haven't even began to see my best, Pup." The elder argonian smiled to his younger sparing partner, his own scales were darkened in bruses as they circled around each other.

The two fought, hit for hit as the two seemed evenly paired, bruses covered their bodies as the on lookers watched silently. The light green scaled argonian Rose watched through her one uncovered eye; bandages covering the left side of her body. While her tan dragon Luke sat on her lap. He looked away from the sparing session to the floating armor that walked out of the forge.

The armor of Lost the Deadra lord, walked towards Rose and stood beside her, watching the two argonians spar. "They're going rather harsh at it aren't they?" He questioned.

"Yeah but Rose says it's because their bodies will heal with time, so they don't go easy on each other." Luke told him, his english improved.

"Bodies will heal with time..." Lost repeated watching as Crystal-la and Keer-Vol gave a final punch, the two falling back to the ground in exhastion, smirking to each other, proud of the sparing session.

The two helped each other up and looked over to their observers, Crystal-la with a wide grin and Keer-vol with a satsified smirk. The two walked over to the small group, Crystal-la suggesting loudly. "Let's all get some good Mead and Vieson!"

The three nodded in agreement. Crystal-la smiled and entered the forge with Keer-vol and Luke while Rose looked at Lost who was standing there in thought.  She walked to him and looked into his armor, seeing one of his faces appearing.

"What?" He asked.

"You're thinking of something..." She whispered.

"No... not at all"

"It's of Crystal-la isn't it." Her personality started to mimic Crystal-la's boldness.

"No!" He said suddenly, his face showing a blush.

"Alright, but I can help you if you need it" Rose turned and entered the forge, leaving Lost with his thoughts.

Lost sat on a stump and thought things over. What Rose had said was true, Crystal-la had been on his mind a lot lately and watching her during the sparing session caused weird feelings circle through him. Her strong body curved and bending as she had spared, her happy voice sounded sweet to him.

He sat thinking to himself as time passed, night soon coming and a pair of hands covering his eyes.

"Guess who!" A cheery voice caused a small smile to appear on his non-visable face.

"Rose?" He played along.

"Close but no cigar." Crystal-la laughed removing her hands.

"So this is where you've been, Keer-Vol was getting a little worried."

"Ah I apologize." He replied.

"No problem's here. So what have you been doing?" Crystal-la asked sitting on the other side of the stump. She leaned against Lost, looking at him in curiosity.

"I've just been thinking."

"About what?"

"Yo-sterday's battle. It was...."

"Rather fun wasn't it... despite the Altmer getting away and Rose getting hurt."

"Yeah."

Crystal-la stood with a smile, "Well when you're done thinking, there will mead left out for you."

Lost nodded and watched her leave and thought back to Rose's offer, Why did she make such a offer... and what did that sneaky argonian have in mind.