Battle Hymn of the Republic

Willow didn’t respond right away, instead standing firm in the same stance she’d finished her tirade. After a few moments passed she let out a sigh, turned on her heel, and dropped to a knee in front of Phyllis; her back to the quarrid guard in complete dismissal. Lifting the hand that had been seve...

“Touché, Mister Caxton,” grumbled Willow as she sat up. The man had fulfilled Willow’s requirement for making her stop, so as much as she’d like to gripe she merely sighed and got out of bed. Much more relaxed than she’d been the last time, which she was going to assume was yesterday until told othe...

“Ooooh, somehow that’s even more unsettling that looking at my own dismembered hand,” Willow grumbled as she rubbed the place where her arm had been severed. Sure, she felt fine, but that was mostly in a physical sense. Mentally, she could remember the feeling of the clean cut Mister Caxton had made...

Blinding pain lanced up Willow’s arm, and for a moment she shut down. Stumbling along what she had planned to be her roll route the teen collapsed to her knees again. A high-pitched whine escaped her lips as she clamped her remaining hand around the bloody stump of the other. From the back of her mi...

“Stop trying to fight god, my sobby mug ain’t worth it,” Willow swat at Bjorn halfheartedly, but beyond that she simply remained slumped as she let the dregs of emotions pour out. Frustrations and insecurities that she’d tucked away for the last couple years finally venting, and all it took was gett...

Within Willow was a tumultuous storm of teenage emotions. She was genuinely grateful that the quarrids had pulled back, as she wasn’t certain how she would have reacted had they not. With Helen following behind, the Brit continued her course through the mountain with a look on her face that could ki...

“Good to hear I’m not gonna burn a year dying to Mother Hen… well… hopefully not, could still lose three-hundred and fifty more times I guess,” joked Willow as she accepted the letter. As she was opening the warded piece of stationary, she cast her gaze up towards Bjorn with a bland look on her face...

Willow’s next words caught in her throat as the blade ran her through; the words were “What are you gonna do, stab me?” Clutching her chest as she fell, she had a jarring revelation of just what kind of situation she was in. She would need to process her revelation later however, as right now she wa...

Oops. Willow clamped both hands over her mouth as the tea not only struck the professor but also exploded . Even discounting the explosion, because who could have possibly foreseen that, she had been expecting some Matrix bologna or kung fu shenanigans from the slight man. He was practically a god h...

“It’s only more work for you if you decide to not let me loiter for free. See? I’m trying to paint the better option for me as the easier option for you. It’s like brain chess,” the teen called cheerfully as she leaned forward on the table, resting her chin on a propped-up arm as she watched Mister ...