*Knock, Knock, Knock*
"Are you ready yet? We should've gone eight minutes ago." Michael asks through Saeko's door.
"A-ah, just a minute!" Tiffania surprisingly voices, "She's almost ready!"
Michael was halfway to asking why Tiffania was even in there when the door opens, revealing the room. Saeko had always been pretty utilitarian, which is why he was surprised to find the entire place decorated like an old Japanese tatami room. Of course, there was an abundance of stands that held the ridiculous number of swords Saeko possessed.
At the end of the room was Tiffania standing in front of Saeko who appeared to be sitting on a stool while having her hair braided. She moves out of the way and reveals the purple-haired girl in her entirety.
They'd brought out all the stops for this apparently, Saeko sporting a small yet extensive amount of makeup on her face. Powdered cheeks, eyeliner, lipstick... She was even wearing the sword-styled joke earrings he'd bought for her as a souvenir while traipsing through London.
Of course, she also had her sword, Kakonoitami, strapped firmly on his hip, neither elevating her appearance nor taking away. To be honest, it'd be weirder to see her without her weapon.
"You both look beautiful." he idly remarks, quickly noting that his words were apparently a mistake, judging by the disappointment in Saeko's eyes and the chiding look Tiffania was sending him.
He coughs into his fist and goes for the quick recovery. "I'm surprised you've managed to make yourself even prettier, Saeko. I hadn't thought it was possible..."
The smile on her face in response allowed him an inward breath of relief, "How'd you get your room like this too? I would've heard it if you were altering it?"
"Saya and Tiffania helped with it while you were gone. I prefer my homeland's Aesthetics to hard stone or the western look." she stands and makes small steps towards him, something about tradition or some such? "Did you plan our date?" she eagerly asks.
Michael nods, "Yeah, we're a bit behind schedule though so we better move." he nods to Tiff, "Try not to get into any trouble while we're gone."
She smiles warmly, "It's you who's always causing trouble."
"Thank you for helping me with this." Saeko says to her graciously, "It's difficult putting all this on with one person..." she pauses and shakes her head, "Don't mind me too much, if this is going to work then some understanding in necessary." she states diplomatically.
Tiffania nods, stepping forward and giving Michael a kiss goodbye, then lays one on Saeko's cheek, "You two have fun, I want to hear all about it when you get back!"
Michael and Saeko step out of the Spire, but he pauses his steps and glances at the girl hugging his arm, "Do you think we're a little..." he gestures down at his outfit, an expensive tan suit that fits snugly on him, a stark contrast to Saeko's colourful kimono.
She shrugs, "It doesn't matter, we'll look out of place regardless of where we go, and I doubt anyone could call out our jumbled fashion... So, where are we headed?"
"Cyrodil, I've made reservations at a very special place. If you don't like it then I'll spear myself." he jokes.
"I'll hold you on that." she smiles, but Michael couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not...
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A quick teleportation later and the duo found themselves standing before a rather large colosseum that sat not far outside the Imperial City. There were many areas scattered around the Empire, but this was the most famous and luxurious one... If you afford it.
"You didn't..." Saeko breathes, excitement rising up in his stomach.
"Luxury box that gives us full view of the arena, with some of the best food you can buy." he says, but falters slightly as she purses her lips. Huh, did she think he'd entered her into it? Yeah... That's probably the case. "If you get fired up we can go visit a few bandit camps nearby...?"
That does it, Saeko tightly holding his arm and humming as they make their way to their seats. He'd randomly stumbled onto one of the best days for this too, the reigning area champion was taking challengers today. Warriors would have to fight one another, and the few who win or survive, get to try their luck against the Champion.
Was it unfair that they'd have to fight him after tiring themselves out? Yeah, but no one ever said the area would be fair. After all, this place makes most of its gold through bets.
Michael and Saeko's table had been set up directly overlooking the area through a high-placed box, giving them the perfect view of everything, including those in the stands. It was most-likely designed this way so 'Nobles' could watch the 'animals' jump as they watch the carnage... Though...
Michael glances around and soon spots the royal box, which was even higher than the noble one and only housed the Emperor and his kin.
"Have you ever fought in an area before?" Saeko asks as they wait for their appetisers.
"No, I can't say that I have?" Michael hums in thought, the Blood Moon area where Daedric Champions fought didn't really count in his books, no one was watching other than the Daedric Princes after all.
"I have, back in Hammerfell, Raiden and I entered a 'friendly competition' in Sentinal, the Capital. Turned out it was rigged however, the best fighters were paid to dominate then throw it at the last second... I accidentally ended up killing those fighters and had to deal with constant assassination attempts until the tournament ended."
"Did you win?"
"Of course. It was a close match between me and Raiden, I think he may have gone easy on me though... When I asked him he said it was dishonourable to fight me when I hadn't slept or eaten in two days."
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"So..." Michael trails off before completing his thought, figuring that asking about how things were going between her and Tiff would be insensitive or whatever it was.
Sakeo lets out a sniff as she shakes her head, clearly catching him, "I told you earlier, don't mind me too much. Ask what you want to ask, holding back will hurt us all in the long run."
...
"How's everything going between you and Tiff? To be honest, I didn't think you'd have much in common..."
"At first it was difficult... We're about as different as you can get, light and dark, cats and dogs. I decided to accompany her to see if we held any similar interests at all." she grins, "You struck gold with her, Michael, a true housewife. Ignoring her abilities as a Void Mage and dismissal of your more, violent tendencies, she'd be as vanilla as ice cream."
"Tastes just as good too..." he mentally adds.
"I figure you found something then?"
She nods, "We both have an interest in... Children." she says but realises the implications of her words and follows up, "Rearing, I mean. I accompanied her on her rounds to one of the many orphanages she helps out, spending time with the little ones wasn't all that interesting, but that changed when I found some young boys playing with sticks."
"And so you beat them into submission." he drawls and she rolls her eyes.
"I'm not that bad... Usually... Anyway, it wasn't long before I found myself tutoring half the orphanage in swordsmanship. I hadn't realised how satisfying it was to see those under you slowly improving. A few of them even had some talent, talent that might've been squandered and left unnoticed."
"So you bonded over teaching kids?"
She nods, "Tiffania decided to tutor some in some basic spells, thinking that giving them the tool for their futures was better than simply taking care of them. She speaks often to me of her dream to open up a school for those too young to join the College or a mercenary group like the Companions."
Michael scratches the back of his head, "Funny, she hasn't mentioned that at all to me..." he mutters, wondering why she was hiding it... Maybe she thought he wouldn't care? Which was sort of half-true?
Saeko's lips thin, "Ah... That was a secret then... This stays between us?"
He shrugs, "I'll ask her about it eventually, I'll try not to mention your name though." he offers just as the doors open and some servants bring in their starters.
Michael was having some Blackwood lake dove wings while Saeko had 'Crispy Mountain Meat' in front of her, which could only be the testicles from some animal somewhere judging by their appearance.
Saeko grins at him and cuts them in half, revealing the white-pink centre before presenting him with a fork-full. "Ahhh..."
He waves her away, "I'm not having sperm anywhere near my mouth, cooked or freshly squeezed." he firmly states.
"Why not? I heard it's good for the libido..." she says meaningfully.
"We're not fucking on our first date." he states. He considered this whole relationship-thing pretty fragile, and he was not jumping into it until he was certain everything wouldn't implode.
Saeko shrugs, "Even then, at least Tiffania benefits from it."
He lets out a sigh and almost thanks the Divines when the announcer's voice calls out the start of the first match.
Two newbies from the Fighter's Guild apparently, both using swords and shields and wearing barely any armour at all... Had they oiled themselves as well?
"They're just braggarts, oiling themselves up to make their physiques look better. I'm sure their forfeit after first blood. Non-lethal too." she dismisses them at a glance.
"I don't know, think they'll drop their weapons and start wrestling instead?" he asks sarcastically.
"If only."
Her prediction proved correct, the two men dealing probing strikes until one receives the slightest cut on his shoulder, forfeiting immediately after. They're boo'd out but neither, not even the winner looked bothered by it.
"Youknow, this stuff is kinda boring after all we've been through... Zombies, armies, dragons, this is like watching two toddlers kick sand at one another in comparison." Michael remarks, he wasn't lying either as their stats were so high that the participants looked as if they were moving in slow motion.
"Neeext fighter! Coming all the way from Hammmmeerfellll... SWOOORRRRD-SIIINNGGGEEERRRR, RAAAIIIDDDEEEENNNN SHIIIIINJIIIII!!!"
"Er, isn't that you friend?" Michael points out as the Redguard warrior steps into the arena, his rather ragged robes making his pristine-looking curved sword look kind of out of place. His opponent wasn't half bad either, dressed in full steel plate with a two-handed warhammer.
"It is... Hm, so this is where he went to... He said he wanted to hone his skills against more varied opponents. Figures he chose this place."
"What do you mean?"
"Most arenas in Cyrodil come from Gaiden Shinji, his ancestor. I doubt anyone remembers that though." she remarks as both of them could clearly hear the crowd's derogatory shouts at the Redguard.
"Douchebags."
"It's fine, Raiden won't care, but his opponent will..."
True to her word, Raiden showed himself superior... A flash of steel was all that was needed for both the Redguard's opponent's arms to hit the floor, both dismembered from the unfortunate man.
"OOOH GODS! WHAT A MASSACRE! THE SWORD-SINGER ISN'T HOLDING BACK ANY HITS! THAT'S FOR CERTAIN!"
Michael and Saeko continue watching, observing as Raiden beats every single opponent he meets and eventually claims the head of the champion.
"Think he's anywhere near to your level yet?"
Saeko shakes her head, "As long as I have a Shehai and he doesn't, there's no contest to be had."
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