Lovesick Sweethearts (Cicero x Listener)

Something in the Liquor

Those deep thoughts continued to dig deeper as if the thoughts intended to dig deep beneath the surface, like excavators searching for magical trinkets or scholars attempting to find the missing dwarves. The thought of Cicero started of as a small accidental fire but now it grew bigger and meaner to the point of an intense wild fire. The entire mountains by Windhelm and Winterhold could feel the intensity of the dangerous fire, burning down continents and small wooden villages. Those terrible but beautiful thoughts conquered her head again, feeling delusional and crazy in her mind to always fall back in when it came to that silly clown. Unable to think differently, she thought about it all the way to the meadery to continue her job but her thoughts were too clouded to think clearly enough as she left Whiterun to take a short stroll to the outskirts.

"What are you gawking at? Can't you see I have problems here?"

The dark elf was 'kindly' greeted when entering the Honningbrew Meadery by a bald headed nord with a snarky and aggressive tone met with bad posture, how mad this nord was easy to catch on from the gritting of his teeth and his foot tapping on the ground.

"Only problem I see is that pathetic attitude"

"Are you kidding me? who do you think you're speaking--- Look at this place. I'm supposed to be holding a tasting of the new Honningbrew Reserve for the Captain of the Guard. If he sees the meadery in this state, I'll be ruined."

"If you wanted help, you could say 'please'?"

"Oh really? And I don't suppose you'd just do it out of the kindness of your heart, would you? I hope you're not expecting to get paid until the job's done."

"You better pay up, I know how to bring back the vermin"

"Oh wait a moment, no need to start getting rash, you'll get the rest when the job's done. My only demand is that these vermin are permanently eliminated before my reputation is completely destroyed."

"You have anything to clear the vermin?"

Sabjorn slipped his large clunky hand into his apron pocket to pull out a small potion bottle and twirled it around infront of Enya's eyes like it was an impressive prize, like this miniature bottle made this made the overbearing Inn keeper a 'threat'.

"I bought some poison. I was going to have my lazy, good-for-nothing assistant Mallus handle it, but he seems to have vanished. If you plant this in the vermin's nest, it should stop them from ever coming back."

"This should be easy to deal with"

Enya tried to avoid the thoughts of being neat skeevers, she detested the little things and saw them as nothing more than diseased creatures covered in open cuts that are almost the size of a child, the dirtied fur that had some bald patches on their bodies. The very thought of coming face to face with a group of these rats made Enya apprehensive, she twitched when her mind created a visual image of an army of those small abominable creatures that squeaked, spitting vile liquids that drooled down its mouth.

"Don't even think about coming back until every one of those things are dead."

Before turning to walk past him to head towards the basement, the dark elf glanced back at this man before slipping down into the basement to feel the strong stench of bacteria, odor and booze all mixed in. The sound of squelching in the moist dirt and the creaking of the floorboards, kicking some small stones to a nearby wall before hearing the skittering of something nearby. Suddenly a group of skeevers began to run up and attack before being quickly put down by two fiery balls of fire incinerated all of them. Her hands began to shake and quiver in ick, she really hated  skeevers, she still hasn't been used to the sewers under Riften. She desired to be cleansed of filth that ran through the future undercity below the city of Riften, she hoped to bring it some luck. With those hopeful thoughts of that and Cicero. The listener got through the mission fairly well, she began to feel ill from the amount of strong but infected critters she had to deal with, her body felt weak by the time she got into the warehouse after poisoning the source of the infestation, her blood felt off and her skin colour was fading.