Furies: One of our characters causing the other pain [[ Had to. Not even sorry. ]]
Elennia would never understand why she thought it was a good idea to make a trip to Haafingar. Despite every precaution she took, even getting a cloak and mask to hide her face, she would still find herself looking over her shoulder with every step she took. Especially once Solitude was in sight. Any oncoming Thalmor patrols, and she was quick to dive into the bushes and pray to not be caught. About the fourth or fifth time she did this, she had noticed one of the mers in the dreaded robes was travelling by themselves. Curious, she peeked out from her hiding spot after they had passed him.
That white hair did look familiar...
Then it hit her who this probably was. Part of her wanted to hide herself again until he was out of hearing range, but for some reason, she didn't. A patch of freshly fallen snow caught her eye, and an idea hit her. Before her voice of reason could yell at her why this was a stupid idea, she dashed over to the snow and began to scoop it up and shape it into a ball.
Once satisfied, she made sure her target was in question was still in earshot. "HEY! CRAZY! EAT THIS!" She heard herself shout as she lobbed the snowball at him. The Thalmor was quick to turn and the snowball ended up hitting him square in the face.
The luck of the shot made Elennia's face beam, but at the realization of what she just did was quick to overwhelm her. Not to mention the rather angry look from Aeserion's face once he was done being stunned over what just happened. Elennia wasted no time taking off running, and finding herself dodging ice spikes.