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Mother Dearest - Cicero x Reader {chapter III} (Reader's personality/story is loosely based off my Skyrim OC Sithia.) ✖----✖----✖ Chapter 3: Family Matters  You woke up groggily and felt like your head had been body slammed by a bloated horker. Your vision was blurry but you could tell well enough you were not in the Candlehearth Hall anymore. Hell, you didn't even know if you were still in Windhelm. Your vision began to come back to you as you looked around to find yourself in a dingy looking shack that looked quite abandoned. "What the hell…" You murmured once you saw three individuals at the front of the room that were on their ...

Several days later Tick. Tick. Tick . The sound of water dripping down on metal echoed through the large warehouse. The smell of burned paper filled the air while in the distance hasty footsteps sounded off the walls. You smiled, pushing yourself from the chair in the control room. The Captain was on his way, but he would find nothing. You had burned and deleted all files, frying the hard drives so not even Stark himself could recover any data.     It had been several days since your ‘date’ with the super soldier. Your boss had approved of your improvised action to save the mission and had complimented you on your resourcefulness. He had e...

The evening was quiet.Francis heaved a deep sigh of impatience, moving both hands against one another in a vain effort to drive back the cold of winter. Every warm breath escaped his lips as a cloud of drifting, fading smoke, soft against the black sheet of the sky, obscuring his vision. He visibly flinched with every stifled crunch his shoes would create in the hardened, frozen ground, and at every snap of a twig beneath his weight as he continued almost wading his way through the depths of the freshly fallen snow, picking his feet over the mounds and observing them vaguely. He despised bitter nights like this with no mistake; even the ge...