Interuptions.

[Thufir]

Sat by the hearth of the fire, Thufir sipped his cup of Matze and waited for his Dunmer associate to come down stairs.
He heard the mutterings and rustlings as the elf searched for a book on alchemy - one that Thu' wasn't too keen on reading - and grimaced to himself on the thought.
Kilis was adamant that he read that book, and was sure that it'd have some pathetic concoction that could help his bad sleeping habits. But the ever skeptical Thufir doubted his......stubborn ways.
"I've found it!" Came a shout, as he could be heard walking down the stairs.
"N'Wah!" Thufir moaned quitely.
"What?"
"I said, Hoorah!" He quickly said, with an awkward smile.
"...oh. So anyway Musera, that should have something in there to help you sleep. Just dont go to the temple about it. The gods know what they'll do."
He nodded with a further grimace. "Thanks, I'll be sure to work something up later. I dont feel like going to bed yet."

[Teinaava]

Gruumsh kept his head down. He was close to the mark's residence, and the familiar anxious glee was rushing through him. He palmed the handle of his war axe, just as reassurance that all was in order. He stopped walking. The house was right in front of him. He had been casing the house for days now, and threw a careful eye over the best points of entry. He swore when he noticed the smoke crawling out of the chimney. That way was out. He circled the house, keeping an eye out for any passers by who looked like they were eager to make nuisances of themselves. He reached the back of the house without incident, and with practiced motions he began to search for foot holds. He found a likely spot and placed his foot on it hesitantly, testing his weight against it. Satisfied that it was sturdy enough, he lifted himself upon it, grasping for hand holds above him.
[[Sorry it took so long to reply, Real Life attacked]]

[Thufir]

The dunmer shrugged with a raised eyebrow. "Suit yourself half-breed." But Thu' ignored it.
"I know who my parents ar-"
"Whats that supposed to mean?"
Thufir laughed to himself, clutching the book and patting his companion on the back. "Nevermind Kilis. Nevermind." Thufir opened the book and perused some of the recipes and mused loudly. "Cure of Insanity? What is this? Seriously, come on!" He mocked, jokingly.
"Hey, its not all bad! Some of that actually works! And you never know when you'll need it-"
But Kilis was interupted once more. "When your insane? I'm not sure your going to need it, when the guards haul you away my friend."
The debate continued, with Thu' winning as usual.