"Thinking... Too much..."

Sovelis hugged the Shiekah close, letting his arms wrap around Arrika and hold onto her. "Then I want you to help me think... on what to do and how we should do it at all." he mumbled as he hugged her tightly. "But whatever we do, just promise me that we do it together."

His hands slipped up the small of Arrika's back, and he fell over on the blanket holding her with him. They landed on the dark wool with a sudden Whumpf! and Sovelis felt his breath escape his lungs faster than a speeding arrow.

The light Sheikah fell on the top of him as the Tempest pulled her down with him. His sharp exhalation ruffled her hair and the rose, a petal falling and landing in his hair.

Arrika blinked, Sovelis's face now an inch from hers. Seizing the moment her lips met his, and she kissed him fiercely, almost hungrily. Her senses seemed to have heightened. She could taste the meat and wine on his lips, smell the rose in her hair, even the cool breeze rushing through the trees, feel their pulses quickening together... Her arms wrapped around his neck as tightly as his grip around her waist was. It was bliss, being so close to him, letting her forget the chaos that engulfed their lives for even a moment. The thief clung to him, wishing the day would last forever. Tomorrow Sovelis would be one of the cold, merciless Dark Generals. He had scared her, that day at Rauru. Then again, he did have a demon full of bloodlust living inside him...

With Arrika all over him, Sovelis just let her do all of whatever she wanted to with him. His hands slipped around her and grabbed her hips, pulling the young Sheikah closer, and right up against him. He seperated his lips from Arrika's, and whispered to the girl on him. "I love you Arrika... so much more tha I can ever say..." Sovelis' voice was weak, and barely audiable above the wind round these lovers. "I don't want to leave your side again... I want to keep you safe from everything"

Arrika's fingers entwined in Sovelis's hair. It was growing longer now, and shaggier, and it seemed like forever since the day she'd cut it. "Impossible..." She whispered back, knowing thieves run out of luck and straight to a gallows eventually. She sat up, unzipping her jacket and pulling off her tank top. She had a perfect hourglass figure, but the faint outline of her ribs could be seen. Her stomach was flat as well, more from lack of food than careful dieting, and she was convinced her rack would be a lot better if she'd only eat more. One end of the garish, long scar across her back was visible from one shoulder. Arrika's bra wasn't very fancy either- she refused to let Kobas spend his money on lingerie for her, and one strap was slipping off her shoulder.

The Sheikah averted her eyes and just tugged on Sovelis's shirt insistently.

Sovelis pulled off his shirt, and tossed it aside without a second thought. "Are we comparing body scars now, sweetheart?" he asked, his real hand reaching up and touching Arrika's shoulder where her scar was. His own chect was covered with the old scas from his travels and battles over the years, but his right arm was covered in the fresher cut and burn marks that had come from his 'Self Punishment' a while ago. "You... you look beautiful though, Arrika." he whispered, pulling the shiekah up next to him agian and let his hand slip her other strap off the shoulder. "Wanna go jump in the lake?" Sovelis smiled and nibbled on her neck, teasing Arrika.

Arrika pulled away, giggling, "Stop it. That tickles... And I can't swim, remember?" The wound on her arm throbbed, and she didn't think getting it wet was the best idea, but she remembered Rhyss had made it waterproof. Seeing Sovelis's scars made her cringe, and she wished she could have done something to prevent it. She'd failed Kobas, after all, and she didn't want the Tempest to end up as scattered as the blue-haired rogue. "But why not?"

"We don't have to go very far in the lake though... I can't swim with twenty pounds of metal on me anyways." Sovelis said, standing up and kicking off his boots. He sat back down and leaned closer to Arrika, his face serious and stern. "But don't worry about me though, I'm not going to let anything bad happen. I promise"

Sovelis refilled his tankard, and sipped from the metal cup slowly. "But I'm worried about you too, you know? I think that we shouldn't be apart very much until all of this war stuff blows over... So we can keep each other safe."

"How am I supposed to be the stealthy thief if you and that lump of metal follow me everywhere?" Arrika replied, untying the new combat boots Kobas had given her. He'd insisted on buying her everything imaginable, as if doing that could make up for his disappearance. She pulled them off with a rough tug, inspecting the holes beginning in the heels of her socks. "You're supposed to be taking out the big, powerful mages. Like Alpha or Kasei... I'd only be a hindrance to you. And if you tried to help me, I'd be useless again, all of Hyrule's soldiers within 10 feet of me dead before they could blink..." The Sheikah stopped, thinking she was sounding ungrateful. "But- I don't mind if- you really care that much about what happens to me..."

"And why wouldn't I care about you? Your closer to me than anyone else." Sovelis said, downing the last of his drink and tossing his tankard aside. "Besides, I'm a very capable person. I can be stealthy if I have too, or I can be as obvious as a Moblin in a crowd of Kokiri!" He laughed strangly, almost like he was getting drunk off of the strong, fruity wine that was in the basket.

"Anyways... I can take my arm of... its not that my automail makes lots of noise, its just that I cn be more agile without it attached to me..." Sovelis said, looking at his left arm curiously, his real hand going over the smooth, well polished and new coverings that he had replaced the day before. "Arm number fifteen... I wonder how long this one will last me?"

"Oh... right..." Arrika said, her attention drifting as she stared at Sovelis. He has a nice body, despite all the scars..., she thought, trying not blush. "Wait, where do you get all the metal arms? There's no Winry Rockbell here... you ever going to run out?" She sat on his lap, running her hands along the metal as well. She glanced at him, wondering if he could feel it. Probably not.

"Speaking of stealth... I think you'd look pretty cute with cat ears," Arrika said out of nowhere, turning to face him as she inspected him critically. "Like a cat laguz... or even a wolf laguz. You know, you'd look good with huge black wings too, like a crow laguz. I wonder what it's like to fly... can Tempests fly?"

"I have to replace them myself. This is one of the few ones that I built from scratch after I learned how to make Automail. The application of the mechanics isn't that hard to understand if you have a grasp on the basic operations of several kinds of mechanical joints and bearings." Sovelis spoke warmly even though the subject of his words was boring and dull, so one coul asume that he was starting to feel the effects of the wine even more than before.

"Cat ears?" his smile widened even more, and Sovelis grabbed Arrika's hand and squeezed it playfully. "I can glide or float... but the energy that it takes to make an un-areodynamic object like a person fly at higher speeds is to much to sustain for long. I can make quick bursts of flight, but not enough to be a reliable sorce of transport. I'd be better off using a Jump spell."

Now, Sovelis was sitting right next to Arrika, his arms snaked around her waist. "Now... how about that dip in the lake?"

Arrika pivoted to the side, wrapping her arms around Sovelis's neck in a bridal style position. She found her mind drifting as Sovelis tried to explain how automail worked- she'd most likely have paid better attention if she was completely sober, but like all of Sovelis's liquor it clouded her mind easier than regular tavern ale.

The breeze sent goosebumps along her exposed skin. "If it's not too cold..." she said, tilting her head to the side as if pondering it heavily. "I'm just kidding," she grinned. "Let's go, then."

Sovelis smiled, his face now beaming with joy and happiness. "Alright! I haven't gone swimming in a long time anyways, and now I get to go with a pretty little thing like you." With Arrika in his arms, the Tempest looked over and saw the edge of the lake through the trees, about ten feet from where they had been sitting. "So... are you gonna wear what you have on, or are we skinny dipping?" he asked jokingly, His face slightly red, but growing redder as he looked over Arrika's body with interest, drinking in her figure and how beautiful she looked.

With a thoughtful smile Arrika turned around, unbuckling her cargo pants and slinking out of them. They made a jangling sound as they hit the ground, the many contents in her pockets colliding. Once again she hoped that the bottles of ink were shatter-proof.

"Can you get that?" She said, looking back at him and pointing to the latch at the back of her bra. She pretended not to notice him anymore, peeling off her socks and examining her feet making a face as she found a chip in her toe nails.

"Uhm..uh...Uhm...You...I...uhm..." jumbled sounds and incomplete words was all that fell out of Sovelis' mouth, his face getting as red as an apple as Arrika asked him to unstrap her bra. Pull it together! Its not like you haven't seen someone naked before... He told himself, fumbling with the small clasp on the thin strap. "Are y-you sure you wanna take t-this off?" his voice was shaky, and so where Sovelis' hands. After half a minute of fumbling, He managed to undo the small clasp.

"T-there you go, Arrika..." Sovelis stuttered, looking at the almost nude girl, his hand still on her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin.