“Artemis!” Cassandra said, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, Artemis gasped at the occurence.
“You just could’ve asked me, you know.” Artemis said, in a sarcastic tone.
“I did.” Cassandra said, finally letting him down once she entered the bar. Lavellen just stared at her, like she was unbelievable or something.
“Really?” Artemis asked, crossing his arms.
“Hmm…. I’ll make up to you, later.” Cassandra said, bluntly, which made Artemis turn away for a minute.
He was laughing, a bit embarrassedly and nervously, but a laugh nevertheless. “I believe it!”
“Aw, Arty was laughing. He never laughs! What did ya do to get him to laugh?” Sera was leaning on the rails of the stairs, her eyes looked amused at Artemis’s reaction.
Artemis walked over to the bar, to where Warden Alistair and Prince Consort Cousland hung out, he sat next to the two, Cousland was sleeping, while Alistair was getting there… sort of…
“Huh, what happened to those two?” Artemis asked the bartender, softly.
“Well, he got in an argument with the lady Morrigan, so he decided to get drunk. He told me everything, poor guy. Then Alistair here decided to join ‘em.” The bartender said.
“Well, i need to get drunk too. Everything you’ve got. I don’t want to remember this evening.” Artemis said.
While Artemis got drunk, Cassandra was being annoyed by Sera…
“How do you get Artemis so embarrassed so easily? He doesn’t even blink an eye at the embarrassing things i do to him….” Sera said, taking a swing of beer.
“Intercourse.” Cassandra said.
“Wait really? That’s all? The great Artemis falls like a stick to you because of intercourse?” Sera made a note of that.
“Yes.” Cassandra said.
“He’s also so emotional about you in general. What did you do to get him?” Sera wondered how Cassandra could’ve possibly done that to Artemis. Artemis wasn’t one for emotions in general, but apparently Cassandra was an exception. He must’ve fallen for her hard, which is saying something.
Artemis was just done getting drunk, when he got off his chair, to bump into a pretty, petite elven woman with long, light blonde hair and green eyes. The woman was lovely in his eyes, and he was holding her by the waist the current moment, but he soon chose to let go of it, to stumple towards Cassandra.
He took one step towards Cassandra, before falling to ground, and feeling his vision fade away. Cassandra was down the stairs, to see Artemis fait. She ended up picking him up like some sort of a doll, with a sigh. “I’ll take care of the Inquisitor, carry on.”
The Inquistor ended up waking up besides a softly sleeping Cassandra, in his own room, remembering nothing of what happened in the bar the night before.