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Jealous	By : kgemeni Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 2986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Jealous
- 2-Chapter 2
- 3-Chapter 3
- 4-4
- 5-Chapter 5
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12: Servant of the Shard
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 7
- 8
- 9
Chapter 8
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Artemis was thinking about it. He saw Jarlaxle - they were partners, they had to oversee things, they occupied the same area of the guild house - and every time he did, he thought about it. He was deeply disturbed and uneasy that he had let something like that go in the first place. Not only that, but he was living in the same space as the person who had done that to him.
He sparred with Jarlaxle every morning. He maintained appearances. That he no longer spoke he couldn't help- if he said anything, it would be an accusation or a query that would let Jarlaxle know he hadn't forgotten.
And he intended to send Jarlaxle the message that whatever he did to him, it wasn't going to matter. He was going to cut it out of his life the same way he'd cut out Jarlaxle's heart if it ever happened again.
But it strained whatever shy, unsure friendship that had been building between them. Jarlaxle no longer spoke as much either. He never made any jokes, at Artemis' expense or otherwise. Jarlaxle still talked and laughed, but would pause and lose his smile whenever Artemis came into the room. It flickered back on, but Artemis wasn't having any of it- he couldn't be fooled by Jarlaxle's way of saving face in front of his lieutenants and his soldiers.
One thing Artemis did notice that Jarlaxle had not even tried to cover up - Artemis had never seen Sharlotta in his room again. Not that it meant he wasn't seeing Sharlotta, but the odds were that he was doing so more infrequently, and then, more discreetly.
The weeks went by, and Artemis came to a decision. He knew he'd feel better, and allow Jarlaxle to make overtures of friendship again, if he could corner Jarlaxle and beat the drow to a bloody pulp. He could live with it and move on, then. He supposed that Jarlaxle might understand - their social circles were not that different, after all, and their upbringing the same.
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A ring, an amulet, reconassaince, and stealth. Those were the tools Artemis euipped especially for the task of infiltrating Jarlaxle's room and lying in wait.
So it happened that he sneaked past Jarlaxle's defenses on the door, disarmed all the traps in the room, and waited in the shadows. The amulet against his skin made sure that to a drow's heat vision, he was exactly the same as everything behind and beside him - cold, lifeless walls and pictures. He tensed and untensed his hands, working his fingers in preparation. The ring on his left hand made him invisible by normal vision.
Jarlaxle came into the room late into the evening, humming a song to himself. His hat was tipped to one side jauntily, cape thrown over one shoulder, and Artemis smelled wine. He'd been drinking. Artemis, of course, had re-trapped the door so that Jarlaxle wouldn't be able to tell it'd been tampered with.
The drow mercenary walked over to the bed, a scarce three feet from where Artemis stood, and began getting ready for reverie. He took off his cape and hung it on a peg, followed by his hat. He detached a potion and a wand from his belt and set them on the night stand. Then he shed his belt, vest, and boots. It seemed he intended to sleep in his breeches - a small piece of fortune to Artemis' mind.
Artemis crept closer, waited until Jarlaxle had removed his hoop earrings and his necklaces, and tackled Jarlaxle to the bed.
The enchantments keeping him from being seen were broken by the act of aggression. Jarlaxle stared up at him in disbelief. Artemis' vampiric dagger was pressed to his throat.
"I'm flattered," Jarlaxle said.
"Don't be." Artemis threatened to break the skin, but he held himself back. There was a small part of him that was unwilling to torture Jarlaxle that way. No, he wanted to do purely physical damage.
The mercenary looked at him with half-lidded eyes, drawing attention to the scene- Artemis on top of him, and he in a partial state of undress. A smile began curling Jarlaxle's lips. "I knew you couldn't stay away."
Artemis slapped him as hard as he could.
Jarlaxle's lip split, and a trickle of blood welled up and ran slowly down his chin. "I should have guessed. You like it rough."
Artemis only knew that the words somehow made him lose all semblance of control holding him back. He jammed his knee into Jarlaxle's crotch, knowing it caused pain, and somehow his fists were beating against Jarlaxle's chest without feeling a thing, again and again.
Through the unmistakable yelps of pain, he swore to his disbelief that he could hear Jarlaxle chuckling.
"What's so funny?"
He grabbed the drow by the throat and slammed his head into the wall. His vision was fuzzy. His heart was beating so hard he could feel it in his chest. There was pain in his temples.
"Y-You," Jarlaxle said, wincing. "You just couldn't let it go, could you." He laughed. "You had to come here and make your revenge on me."
Artemis jumped off of him and retreated so fast that he didn'tr hear anything else from Jarlaxle's mouth. His head was pounding.
Jarlaxle expected me.
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