#loqi oc

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Loqi: *sitting leaned back in a chair in the Winking Skeever, totally unbothered by the High Elf in front of her*

Caryalind: So, er.. I suppose what I'm saying is I won't harm you, or your friends downstairs. Or set anyone on them.

Loqi: *raises an eyebrow* You do realize no matter what side you're on, the words 'I won't harm you' are always suspicious, right? Especially if you've thus given no reason for me to assume you would harm us.

Caryalind: I.. Do you- Do you not know-

Loqi: I know full well who you are, Thallery. No offence, but on your own you probably wouldn't even be able to take out Lucien without some crazy planning. I've trained him too well for that. And you would find my axe at your throat before you could even send word to any of your Thalmor friends.

Caryalind: Oh- Er..

Loqi: And- *sits straight, shrugging casually* Since we're apparently being honest with our identities for some reason- a horriblly naive decision on your end, really- I suppose I'll be honest too. *she holds her hand out for Caryalind to shake*

Caryalind: ...? *shakes her hand*

Loqi: I assume you called me here to offer your aid without knowing who I truly am, so I'll be nice and give you the answer for free. My name is Loqi Stormcloak. Dragonborn, heir apparent, among other things. Whatever floats your boat, to be honest.

Caryalind: Oh..! It's nice to meet you, er..

Loqi: ...

Caryalind: ... STORMCLOAK!?

Loqi: There it is. Please be quiet, I'd rather not be ratted out in the middle of the Imperial capital of Skyrim.

Caryalind: Why did you even agree to meet me?! Do you know what the Thalmor will do to you if they find out I've met with the- the daughter?? Of Ulfric Stormcloak?!

Loqi: I imagine they would attempt to torture me in a similar manner to how they tortured my friend and my father. What do you think the Thalmor will do to you if they find out you've been speaking to the child of a rebellion leader?

Caryalind: ...

Loqi: This goes both ways, buttercup. We're both screwed no matter what, according to you. If you've the balls to still offer your help, knowing what we know about each other, then get up and let's go. I'd rather not stay in Solitude any longer than I have to.

Caryalind: R-Right..

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I had more ideas about my oc crossover thing so I wrote more dialogue for them lmaoo

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Merlyn: Soooo... What happened to you?

Morana: ...

Merlyn: I do know Imperial Sign if you wanna use that. I know you dropped your notebook on the er- journey here.

Morana: ...! I got Crimson Plague as a child. Then bad people experimented on me, so it can't go away.

Merlyn: Damn. I kinda figured you weren't completely mute, I can hear you whisper to yourself sometimes. Kinda hard to hear with that mask on, though.

Morana: I don't like not wearing my mask. Not usually. I also don't like not being able to speak to my friends.

Merlyn: Do they not know sign in your world?

Morana: Most of them aren't totally fluent yet. Kai is a great learner, though. Lu, Tally, and Cary already knew it.

Merlyn: That's nice.

Loqi: *from afar* WHAT'D YOU SAY SHORTY?!

Sprout: YOU FUCKEN BEANSTALK! I SAID-

Merlyn: Ugh, those two again. Veda!

Veda: On it. *walks over and lifts the two into the air*

Sprout: LEMME GO!!

Loqi: YOU'RE LUCKY SHE CAN DO THIS, SHORTCAKE!

Sprout: OH OFF WIT' YE!

Ko'irra: Ko'irra has finished her Blood Potions. She is greatful for the materials, friend.

Morana: *thumbs up*

Merlyn: I don't even want to know where you got stuff like human hearts and flesh..

Morana: ...? From humans.

Merlyn: I said I don't want to know-

Avery: *giggling* I suppose you must find ways to acquire several strange ingredients for your potions. You must have a strong stomach.

Morana: *waves her hand in a 'so-so' manner before remembering Avery can't see it* ... Sabre eyes and human hearts don't really affect me. I'm not very squeamish.

Merlyn: She said she's not squeamish.

Avery: Ah! I suppose you must not be. I imagine I wouldn't be a healer if I could see. Even just the feeling of blood and gore is enough to give me the ick sometimes.

Morana/Merlyn relaying: It's not a bad thing to not like blood.

Ko'irra: Ko'irra thinks blood is delicious.

Merlyn: Yes, yes we know. Vampire things.

Ko'irra: She is also a follower of Namira.

Merlyn: ... Right, we.. didn't need to know that. Thanks, though.

Avery: I imagine many of your companions are not fond of your tendency to follow Daedric Princes.

Ko'irra: Ko'irra has given them many chances to leave if they so wish. None have, so she can only assume they tolerate it.

Merlyn: Yeah, that checks out. Kinda seems to be the trend no matter what.

Shie: Haha. Veda got you suspended again, shorty?

Sprout: DON'T YE EVEN FUCKEN START-

Loqi: ONLY I CAN CALL HIM SHORTY YOU DRAUGR!

Shie: DRAUGR?!

Veda: I only have two hands, don't make me get my Gynoids.

Avery: Are we at least all in agreement thay Mehrunes Dagon's dagger stays broken, no matter what Princes we follow?

Morana: Absolutely.

Merlyn: Oh definitely.

Ko'irra: After what that one did to Kaidan? His dagger can rot in Oblivion for all Ko'irra cares.