Gabriel: How are you doing? You've been quiet since last night.

 

 

Shea: Mhmmm.

 

 

Shea: I'm fine.

 

 

Gabriel: Don't you usually like to argue?

 

 

Shea: I'm not in the mood for arguments.

 

 

Gabriel: Well. I'll tell you a story of a friend of mine.

 

 

Shea: Wow! You have friends?

 

 

Gabriel: Well not anymore.

 

 

Gabriel: I outlived him, as is the case most of the time, but he was great. He always understood me, was almost like a brother to me.

 

 

Shea: Why you should only befriend vampires, they're the only ones who'll last.

 

 

Shea: Best way to live as well.

 

 

Gabriel: I suppose I should take your advice, you are the elder here anyway.

 

 

Shea: Yeah I am, anyway, tell the story.

 

 

Gabriel: I met him on my way out of Hammerfell when I was travelling between the Breton mountains. I met him at an inn on a crossroads, hell I wouldn't have gotten here without his help.

 

 

Shea: Uh oh, did the little vampire get lost?

 

 

A few minutes later...

 

Gabriel: So yeah he ended up, showing me the way all until Skyrim, then I set out on my own. I miss him, and he died a couple of years ago now. 

 

 

Shea: I've never seen kindness from mortals, just shunning. They're only kind when they have to be.

 

 

Gabriel: So any plans for when we get back home?

 

 

Shea: Honestly, none really.

 

 

Moments later...

 

Gabriel: The statue of Meridia. She's one of the Daedric lords not considered wholly evil.

 

 

Shea: No Daedric lord is good. End of story.

 

 

Gabriel: Well Meridia despises the undead and necromancy so...

 

 

Shea: First of all, we are undead. And second, you have no experience of dealings with daedra.

 

 

Shea: No experience at all, you should be thankful for that.

 

 

Gabriel: Really, an awful lot of power can be gained from it.

 

 

(Silence)

 

 

Shea: Yeah an awful lot for anyone who isn't the victim.

 

 

Gabriel: And I don't plan on being a victim of it, you never have.

 

 

Shea: I have...

 

 

Gabriel: No you haven't! You're a vampire not a daedric toy!

 

 

Shea: You don't understand anything, do you?!

 

 

Shea: You don't even know that I'm a Daughter of Coldharbour!

 

 

Gabriel: I don't know what that means-

 

 

Shea: You don't need to know, it should be condemned to the plane of oblivion it came from!

 

 

Gabriel: Come on it can't have been that ba-

 

 

Shea: Don't fucking say it, or I'll tear out your throat!

 

 

Gabriel: Oh now I'm the evil one! Sorry Miss Bitch, but you're the one who's yelling at me!

 

 

Shea: You don't even know what a Daughter of Coldharbour is, so I'll tell you. I was offered by my father, with my mother and my sister to Molag Bal! The Daedric lord of fucking Domination! Do you want to know what that entailed?!

 

 

Shea: Actually, I'm telling you anyway! I was thrown to a Daedric lord, used, fucked, tortured and raped, just so my father could get the power he wanted! And what did I come out with?! Things I can never forget...and marks...I'll hold forever.

 

 

Gabriel: I'm sorry I-

 

 

Shea: Oh do you want me to talk about Destro as well? Fine!

 

 

Shea: He tortured me, raped me and let others do the same! So next time you say that, how about you shove the question right up your ass!

 

 

Gabriel: I'm sorry I-

 

 

Shea: No it's too late for sorry!

 

 

Shea: Just...Fuck off! And leave me alone, one more word on the way back to Mortum and I'll make sure the threat I made wasn't empty!

 

 

 

Shea: So take my advice and go while you can!

 

 

Shea: And don't try and make me feel guilty about anything!

 

 

Shea: Why can't my life be simple?

 

 

Shea: Just sitting in a castle, all day every day. Boring but calm.

 

 

???: You know exactly why.

 

 

???: You crave the excitement, actually with how quickly Molag and Destro broke you, you must crave pain.

 

 

Shea: Wha- Who are you?!

 

 

Shea: And how do you know about all that?

 

 

???: I think you know why, you just don't want to admit it.

 

 

???: But I'll give you a hint, you'll never get rid of me.

 

 

Shea: No you're not real, you're just a wraith or spectre.

 

 

???: I'm very real, of that I can assure you, but you are deluded enough to think I'm not.

 

 

???: In fact I can name everything you've done. Everything someone has done to you. How you started to like Destro's 'sessions after he broke you. How it was your fault it happened in the first place. I can name a lot of things actually.

 

 

Shea: No, I never liked that! How can you say that?!

 

 

???: Oh I know everything about you, don't lie to me.

 

 

???: I still know you feel guilty for killing your father, I know you still feel annoyed that you sent Solomia away to her likely death. Oh you are so much fun.

 

 

Shea: Just leave me, please.

 

 

???: Did you not get my hint? You can't get rid of me, not without killing yourself. Which is fairly difficult being a vampire and all.

 

 

Gabriel: Are you alright in there?

 

 

Shea: Yeah...I'm fine.

 

 

???: Oh you're not, but I'll humour you for now.

 

 

Gabriel: C'mon, you look pale, how about a pull up a comfier seat?

 

 

Shea: That...sounds good.

 

 

Gabriel: Interesting book, but why so much interest in demons?

 

 

Shea: I just find them curious and strangely beautiful, well I've only met two so far, but they gave off a good vibe.

 

 

Gabriel: Sounded like fun.

 

 

Shea: Oh it was very fun. Very, very fun.

 

 

Both: (Kiss)

 

 

Shea: You know we don't have time for that.

 

 

Gabriel: I think we do.

 

 

Shea: We really don't...Don't look at me like that.

 

 

Shea: Later.

 

 

Gabriel: Fine.

 

 

Gabriel: But you owe me.

 

 

Shea: C'mon get up, I'll pay you back later.

 

 

Moments later...

 

Shea: Why did I do that? I had plenty of time. And anything to take my mind off things would be good.

 

 

Shea: Huh...too late now.

 

 

Shea: Maybe I should rest a bit.

 

 

Sofia: You can't just sit at your desk all day.

 

 

Sofia: besides you're looking at some stuff even I consider strange.

 

 

Shea: I've just become...curious.

 

 

Shea: Is there anything wrong with that?

 

 

Shea: So, just...don't mind me.

 

 

Sofia: With how you're acting, I think you need a holiday.

 

 

Sofia: A long and comfortable holiday.

 

 

Sofia: And...well...you look like shit. I know of a nice island, it also has some herbs I could use to...amplify the affects of the potion I've been working on. 

 

 

???: Oh god, you're still trying to slog through that brick of a book?

 

 

Shea: Well it's something to read. And for the record, I don't need a holiday.

 

 

Shea: A holiday is the last thing I need, it wouldn't help me, just a distraction to get thrown back into chaos afterwards.

 

 

Sofia: Wow, you didn't even notice the new look.

 

 

Shea: Oh it's beautiful, but I'm busy, that's all.

 

 

???: Go on...tell her to leave.

 

 

???: You want her go don't you?

 

 

Sofia: You look a little confused, you feeling alright?

 

 

Sofia: Hey!

 

 

Shea: I am.

 

 

Shea: I think, I could do with some time alone.

 

 

???: That's right...let her down again. You let everybody else down anyway.

 

 

Sofia: Well if you really want time to yourself...

 

 

Sofia: Just promise me tomorrow you'll eat something with me.

 

 

Shea: Well I'll see you tomorrow.

 

 

A few moments later...

 

Shea: Oh why did I listen to you?!

 

 

???: Because I'm right.

 

 

Shea: Oh fuck you.

 

 

???: Yeah that doesn't exactly work.

 

 

???: I know you in and out.

 

 

Shea: Fuck off I need sleep.

 

 

Gabriel: Hey! Alright in there?

 

 

Gabriel: Well you look enticing.

 

 

Shea: Please I'm not in the mood.

 

 

Shea: Okay that was a lie.

 

 

A few moments later...

 

Gabriel: God you weren't lying. So much for it being a one time thing, huh?

 

 

Shea: C'mon fuck me.

 

 

Shea: Pleeeasse

 

 

Gabriel: Fine.

 

Moments later...

 

Shea: Ohh!...Please...

 

 

Shea: Pl...ple...please.

 

 

Shea: Oh that's the spot!

 

 

Hours of debauchery later...

 

Shea: Zzzzz.

 

 

Destro: C'mon whore, aren't you happy to be pleasing your master?

 

 

Shea: (Crying)

 

 

Shea: Ye...Ye...Yes master.

 

 

Destro: That's it!

 

 

Shea: (Sobbing)

 

 

Destro: That's it my little slut. Did you enjoy it too?

 

 

Shea: Y...ye...yes, master Destro

 

 

Destro: Good little slut, maybe next time you can give me your mouth, as long as you don't bite.

 

 

Destro: Maybe you can be as good as my sister was.

 

 

Shea: Us-use me how...you want...master. (Crying)

 

 

Shea: (Sobbing)

 

 

???: You know this was your fault, right?

 

 

Shea: (Crying)

 

 

???: It will always be your fault, because you were too proud to do anything. And what are you now? A broken mess.

 

 

Sofia: Good morning!

 

 

Sofia: Shea!

 

 

Shea: (Silence, tears fresh beneath her eyes.)

 

 

Sofia: Hey what's wrong? Come on lets get you up.

 

 

Shea: (Eerily silent)

 

 

Sofia: Well if you need some time, I'll go.

 

 

Shea: Th...thanks.

 

 

Shea: I promise I'll come down to dinner at least.

 

 

Sofia: Just promise me, I know you're in a bad way, but I can't see you hurting yourself like this.

 

 

Sofia: Please just come back to me.

 

 

Shea: (I'll try.)

 

 

Later that evening...

 

Shea: Thanks, for putting in the effort for me...it means a lot.

 

 

Sofia: Don't worry about it, I love you. And that love goes so far.

 

 

Shea: Doesn't mean I can't thank you.

 

 

Sofia: Well your welcome, but really it's nothing.

 

 

Sofia: So what are you thinking?

 

 

Shea: Honestly? Why you have a statue at the centre of a feasting table.

 

 

????: Honestly, I've been thinking the same.

 

 

Shea: Wait is that?

 

 

Solomia: Solomia, yes sis.

 

 

Solomia: So why do you have a statue there you promiscuous lil' bitch?

 

 

Sofia: Promiscuous?!

 

 

Solomia: Oh! Was I not supposed to say that?

 

 

Sofia: You dare come into my home and insult me?!

 

 

Solomia: You know I couldn't really care what you think.

 

 

Solomia: So how about you let me take a seat and talk to my sister?

 

 

Sofia: I swear I will throw you ou-

 

 

Solomia: But you won't because my sis won't let you.

 

 

Shea: How about you both stop bickering like fucking children?!

 

 

Lara: Glad to see somebody put an end to that catfight.

 

 

Sofia: And who on Nirn is this?

 

 

Solomia: A mercenary wanting to be paid.

 

 

Lara: Hey you can pay me now, or I can take my wages another way, and not a fun way.

 

 

A few moments later...

 

Lara: Well if that's all, I'll be off I've got other business to attend to.

 

 

Lara: Well do try to calm down a little.

 

 

Sofia: Did she just call us cats?

 

 

Solomia: Of course she did ice-brain.

 

 

Sofia: Really want to continue this?!

 

 

Solomia: Of course I do.

 

 

Solomia: Besides, what else am I supposed to do tonight?

 

 

Sofia: Stop being a bitch maybe?

 

 

Shea: One more word out of either of you and I'll...

 

 

Shea: Oh fuck it! I'm leaving.

 

 

Moments later...

 

Sofia: I don't care what you think!

 

 

Solomia: And you think I care what you think?

 

 

Shea: Gods, they're still arguing in there?

 

 

Shea: I suppose I shouldn't really be surprised though.

 

 

Solomia: That bitch. I'm never going to like her.

 

 

Shea: Well all you have to do is like me to get through life.

 

 

Shea: Besides we need to make up for lost time.

 

 

Shea: Well as much as I love this, I don't exactly feel like doing the deed while in the snow and cold.

 

 

Solomia: Fair point, but sometimes the spur of the moment can make things so much better.

 

 

 

Also given I'm looking at long lasting emotional effects of rape and the mental stuff of being completely broken. But since a few of the lines I made have ??? saying it's Shea's fault I figured I'd write this. 

 

If you've ever been subjected to sexual assault or anything of the same regard, it's never your fault, never blame yourself for it.