Battle Hymn of the Republic

“Ohoho. Y’should have Master Flynn tell ya some more stories sometime. At least, Chief Brennan likes sharing them,” a toothy grin grew on Brooke’s face that radiated I Know Something You Don’t energy following an appreciative whistle she’d given the picture of the giant of a man. “I guess in his ear...

“About what I was thinkin’ m’self,” mumbled Willow through a mouthful of chips. After swallowing the mouthful of food, the Brit sighed. “Though I’m not all tha’ keen on wandering down into a mine. Hopefully its pretty orderly. As for Diligence versus Noble, I’mma stay out of that fight. For now, Dil...

“Ooooooooh~ Exotic,” Willow responded with an amused smirk. Money exchanged, she made a quick search to see if there was any malt vinegar she could smother the fried fish with. Not that she assumed anything was wrong with the fishy slab, she just loved malt vinegar on her chips. Regardless, she chow...

Brooke’s reactions ranged from mirth at Miss Caoranach, something akin to swooning over Miss Laoise, speculation over Chief Brennan, awe for Miss Smith, concerned laughter for Miss Grimley, not much response for Mister Caxton, and curiosity for Miss Maeve. The older teen then proceeded to speculate ...

“I… refuse to believe that actually works,” murmured Claudia. “Yeah, that just sounds like people keep invading Master Flynn’s personal space,” chimed Hodge. “Borderline Stockholm Syndrome, perhaps?” added a Second. “Safeholme Syndrome!” a Sixth practically proclaimed. Amid all of this, Brooke stood...

Willow simply sat dumbfounded for a couple moments. Not quite the same degree, or dumbness, as when Drysi had surprised her with a kiss, but the phrase I’d have two nickels; which isn’t a lot, but it’s odd that it’s happened twice sprang to mind. Shaking away her puzzled look, Willow stood and gave ...

Another flick, this time connecting with Drysi’s hip, the attacker was Claudia off to the side. The Keeper held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers to show off a slender silver ring. “Happily engaged, but I can admire your imagination,” Claudia spoke with a chuckle as she lowered her hand. “And...

Willow, to her credit, took the hit well. It had been somewhat anticipated since only one hand had released its grip. Even after relaxing and letting her head shift with the strike it still stung like the dickens. Anticipating the strike also helped her keep her Fight Back urge under control, since ...

One of Brooke’s hands clamped down on top of Drysi’s head and pressed downward; not forcefully, of course, but enough to push the other girl down into her seat. Brooke was practically growling as she was hiding her face with her other hand to try and hide a blush. “She’s… just so dang pretty ,” Broo...

“I understand that you are hurting, a feel like the person you are supposed to trust is an enemy,” Willow responded, her tone quiet at first as she couldn’t meet the clown’s eyes. “I understand that you are acting out in a play for defiance, to feel like you are the one in control. When reprimanded,...