Poor Crow xD Hartley’s going to end up getting an earful from both of them for encouraging it lol
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Hello! This is Buzzingbee! I used to be on here as BuzzBee but I had some trouble. I had issues in real life that made me go off for a while and then when I was going to come back on, passwords, emails, etc were forgotten and lost. xD But I'm back and ready to jump into where I left off!
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Penelope’s definitely not happy about them getting drunk XD
Penelope followed Lorelle away from the others, not quite enjoying the fact that she was separated from the other two. She worried that if Lorelle or Malcom started asking more questions that they wouldn’t be able to put together the same story now that they weren’t together. The knight remained on guard, planning to try and keep the story as simple as possible. Luckily I’ve picked up a few tricks from Crow... She thought, trying to keep herself from acting nervous.
The room that the two women stepped into was a quaint den. It appeared to her that the two were using it as a storage room of sorts but it’s tidy and had a decent amount of room. Lorelle stepped over to small rack where it appeared they had a few old and worn down blankets. “I figured you could help me set up this room for you all tonight while we wait for the meal to finish cooking. We only have one bedroom unfortunately.” She said with a small smile.
It became clear to Penelope that Lorelle didn’t like just handing out help for free and since she couldn’t get either of the thieves alone, she had picked out Penelope as her worker. I guess I can respect that. Penelope thought with some amusement.
“Oh, there’s no need.” Penelope said quickly. “Like I said, we’ll be leaving soon enough.”
Lorelle laughed a little. “Oh trust me. You’re going to end up having to stay here tonight.”
“Uh, why do you way that?”
Lorelle smirked knowingly at her, making Penelope feel a small ripple of worry. “Knowing my husband, those two boys your with are going to get drunk of their asses with him.” She replied shaking her head. “Oh I love the man but he can be a bit...over-zealous when we have guests over.”
Penelope’s eyes widened in alarm before giving an awkward chuckle. “Well.. hopefully they don’t drink too much.” She said. They better not drink at all.. She thought as she glanced towards the door she had come in from. The thought of them saying too much due to the alcohol made the knight anxious. She would have stormed back into the room to stop them but she wasn’t able to without raising suspicions.
“Oh don’t worry dear. We’ll get this room ready and they can just sleep it off.” Lorelle assured as she handed a couple old blankets off to Penelope.
“Ok.” Penelope said with a small nod as she helped set up the room for them.
“So,” Lorelle asked with a devilish smirk. “Which one is your husband?”
“Huh?” Penelope blinked in surprised. “Ah neither! Neither. I’m not actually married yet.”
“What? Really?” Lorelle said with some surprise. “I’m surprised. A young and pretty girl like you usually isn’t single for very long. Why I think I was around your age when I married Malcom. So they’re just potential suitors then?"
“Yeah..” Penelope said a bit slowly.
Lorelle rolled her eyes and patted Penelope on the back. “Sorry to pry. I was just wondering.... But if you ask me, I think you and Dante would make a nice pair.” She whispered with a wink.
Penelope’s cheeks turned a bright red as she realized that the woman was referring to Crow. The blush made Lorelle smirk, which only made the knight more embarrassed. Luckily for her, Lorelle didn’t press on the subject and the two women soon finished the room and stepped back out into the parlor. Penelope frowned slightly as she quickly noticed Hartley and Crow with empty mugs and intoxicated looks.
“Hey honey.” Malcom slurred upon seeing his wife. “Where have ya been?"
“Just fixing up the backroom for our guests.” Lorelle responded sweetly as she moved forward to lean down and kiss his cheek.
Penelope walked over to the two thieves and sighed. “A good thing too since it seems you too should go lay down for a while.” She said wanting to get them away from the Younisian couple before anything worse could occur. She hoped if they had said too much to Malcom that it was just taken as drunken talk.
“But what about food?” Hartley protested.
“We can eat after you’ve sobered up.” Penelope responded with a hint of sternness in her voice. She blinked and glanced across at Lorelle and gave an apologetic look, to which the woman gave a dismissive wave of her hand. “Come one then.” She urged the two, moving in between them to help them stand.
The room that the two women stepped into was a quaint den. It appeared to her that the two were using it as a storage room of sorts but it’s tidy and had a decent amount of room. Lorelle stepped over to small rack where it appeared they had a few old and worn down blankets. “I figured you could help me set up this room for you all tonight while we wait for the meal to finish cooking. We only have one bedroom unfortunately.” She said with a small smile.
It became clear to Penelope that Lorelle didn’t like just handing out help for free and since she couldn’t get either of the thieves alone, she had picked out Penelope as her worker. I guess I can respect that. Penelope thought with some amusement.
“Oh, there’s no need.” Penelope said quickly. “Like I said, we’ll be leaving soon enough.”
Lorelle laughed a little. “Oh trust me. You’re going to end up having to stay here tonight.”
“Uh, why do you way that?”
Lorelle smirked knowingly at her, making Penelope feel a small ripple of worry. “Knowing my husband, those two boys your with are going to get drunk of their asses with him.” She replied shaking her head. “Oh I love the man but he can be a bit...over-zealous when we have guests over.”
Penelope’s eyes widened in alarm before giving an awkward chuckle. “Well.. hopefully they don’t drink too much.” She said. They better not drink at all.. She thought as she glanced towards the door she had come in from. The thought of them saying too much due to the alcohol made the knight anxious. She would have stormed back into the room to stop them but she wasn’t able to without raising suspicions.
“Oh don’t worry dear. We’ll get this room ready and they can just sleep it off.” Lorelle assured as she handed a couple old blankets off to Penelope.
“Ok.” Penelope said with a small nod as she helped set up the room for them.
“So,” Lorelle asked with a devilish smirk. “Which one is your husband?”
“Huh?” Penelope blinked in surprised. “Ah neither! Neither. I’m not actually married yet.”
“What? Really?” Lorelle said with some surprise. “I’m surprised. A young and pretty girl like you usually isn’t single for very long. Why I think I was around your age when I married Malcom. So they’re just potential suitors then?"
“Yeah..” Penelope said a bit slowly.
Lorelle rolled her eyes and patted Penelope on the back. “Sorry to pry. I was just wondering.... But if you ask me, I think you and Dante would make a nice pair.” She whispered with a wink.
Penelope’s cheeks turned a bright red as she realized that the woman was referring to Crow. The blush made Lorelle smirk, which only made the knight more embarrassed. Luckily for her, Lorelle didn’t press on the subject and the two women soon finished the room and stepped back out into the parlor. Penelope frowned slightly as she quickly noticed Hartley and Crow with empty mugs and intoxicated looks.
“Hey honey.” Malcom slurred upon seeing his wife. “Where have ya been?"
“Just fixing up the backroom for our guests.” Lorelle responded sweetly as she moved forward to lean down and kiss his cheek.
Penelope walked over to the two thieves and sighed. “A good thing too since it seems you too should go lay down for a while.” She said wanting to get them away from the Younisian couple before anything worse could occur. She hoped if they had said too much to Malcom that it was just taken as drunken talk.
“But what about food?” Hartley protested.
“We can eat after you’ve sobered up.” Penelope responded with a hint of sternness in her voice. She blinked and glanced across at Lorelle and gave an apologetic look, to which the woman gave a dismissive wave of her hand. “Come one then.” She urged the two, moving in between them to help them stand.
Penelope swung the strap of the bag over her shoulder, flinching slightly as the battle cry sounded from outside the wagon. She nodded her head to Crow and followed his lead as he crept out of the wagon. She followed as they ran towards the alley way, only to come to an abrupt stop as a man stood in their way. The peasants of Younis were certainly quick to aid the knights and it was quickly becoming annoying to her.
Luckily, the man was quick to buy Crow’s story, even going so far as to try and help them. She followed the others remaining quiet and she glanced over her shoulder towards where they had left behind William and Abraxas. She doubted the fight lasted long considering the two Brerra knights were outnumbered. She turned her attention back over to the others as they reached the end of the passage and came upon the peasant’s house.
As they made their way inside, Penelope dipped her head to Malcom’s offer of shelter and food. “Thank you, sir.” She said politely.
“Home already, dear?” Came the voice of Lorelle as peaked her head out from their small kitchen. The woman blinked as she noticed the three and stepped out to find out what was going on. She was a thin and tall woman with light blonde hair. Despite evidence of her age, she was still pretty. Her clothes had a couple stains from cooking. “Oh, hello.” She greeted the three before shifting her gaze to look questioningly at her husband. “Who are these people, Malcom?”
“This is Hartley, Dante, and Farah. They’re from Darly. They were taken prisoner by some Brerratics pretending to be knights!” He explained to his wife. The man shook his head and shot the group a look of pity. Lorelle blinked in surprise but didn’t seem to hold the same empathy as her husband did for them.
“I see.” Lorelle said with a slow nod.
Penelope glanced between the two and quickly switched on her Younisian accent. “Ah, we won’t be staying long. We’re just going to wait for everything to settle down outside.” She assured the woman. “We wouldn’t want to cause you folk any trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all!” Malcom said dismissively. Lorelle merely nodded her head in agreement.
“Well, make yourselves comfortable. Dinner will be ready shortly.” Lorelle said before she glanced over to Penelope. “Farah, why don’t you come with me? We’ll have a bit of girl time and let the men talk.” The peasant woman said with a fake inviting smile. Penelope was quickly getting the feeling that Lorelle wasn’t as generous as her husband.
“Sure.” Penelope said hesitantly with a small nod. She glanced briefly at Crow and Hartley before turning and following Lorelle.
Luckily, the man was quick to buy Crow’s story, even going so far as to try and help them. She followed the others remaining quiet and she glanced over her shoulder towards where they had left behind William and Abraxas. She doubted the fight lasted long considering the two Brerra knights were outnumbered. She turned her attention back over to the others as they reached the end of the passage and came upon the peasant’s house.
As they made their way inside, Penelope dipped her head to Malcom’s offer of shelter and food. “Thank you, sir.” She said politely.
“Home already, dear?” Came the voice of Lorelle as peaked her head out from their small kitchen. The woman blinked as she noticed the three and stepped out to find out what was going on. She was a thin and tall woman with light blonde hair. Despite evidence of her age, she was still pretty. Her clothes had a couple stains from cooking. “Oh, hello.” She greeted the three before shifting her gaze to look questioningly at her husband. “Who are these people, Malcom?”
“This is Hartley, Dante, and Farah. They’re from Darly. They were taken prisoner by some Brerratics pretending to be knights!” He explained to his wife. The man shook his head and shot the group a look of pity. Lorelle blinked in surprise but didn’t seem to hold the same empathy as her husband did for them.
“I see.” Lorelle said with a slow nod.
Penelope glanced between the two and quickly switched on her Younisian accent. “Ah, we won’t be staying long. We’re just going to wait for everything to settle down outside.” She assured the woman. “We wouldn’t want to cause you folk any trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all!” Malcom said dismissively. Lorelle merely nodded her head in agreement.
“Well, make yourselves comfortable. Dinner will be ready shortly.” Lorelle said before she glanced over to Penelope. “Farah, why don’t you come with me? We’ll have a bit of girl time and let the men talk.” The peasant woman said with a fake inviting smile. Penelope was quickly getting the feeling that Lorelle wasn’t as generous as her husband.
“Sure.” Penelope said hesitantly with a small nod. She glanced briefly at Crow and Hartley before turning and following Lorelle.
Oh cool cx I might head off to bed soon so I’ll probably reply tomorrow
“I suppose all your complaining about William distracted me from noticing.” Penelope responded with a simple shrug. The knight began to tune out the rest of their conversation as she noticed the speed of the cart began to decrease. While it might not have seemed like a big deal, she figured there must be some reason for slowing down since William would never slow the cart without one.
She glanced at Hartley and opened her mouth to say something but fell short as the cart came to complete stop. “Be quiet for a second.” Penelope whispered instead of what she originally was going to say. The sound of unfamiliar voices greeting the two knights that rode outside made her tense up. She slowly crept to take a peak outside the cart and found a small group of local knights had approached William and Abraxas.
“Greetings.” Said one of the knights as he took a step forward. He eyed the two and then the cart behind them. William dipped his head in greeting. Penelope could tell that the older knight was struggling to come up with a way to get himself out of this mess. Abraxas, on the other hand, was looking expectantly at William for orders as he fiddled nervously with the reins.
Penelope ducked away and turned to face the two thieves. “We need to go. Now.” She said urgently. The knight was tempted to grab a sword but settled for a simple dagger instead. She quickly reached for a small bag and proceeded to stuff a few things of food and a canteen of water. She tried to be as quiet as she could, not wanting to draw any attention to the back of the cart. “There are real knights outside.. We’ll just have to try and get out of here while they deal with William and Abraxas. They don’t know we’re back here yet so hopefully we can keep it that way.” She said.
Even though she remained calm, Penelope couldn’t help but feel a wave of guilt over having to leave behind William and Abraxas. Despite William’s hot-head and Abraxas’ obliviousness, they were still her comrades and they were meant to look out for each other. However, there was a mission to carry out that threatened war if they failed so all she could do was pray for their safety.
The knight raised an eyebrow at the two, already finding them a bit strange but he went on like normal anyways, “What brings you into our town? It seems you’re on a long journey with that big of a wagon.” He commented.
“Just.. Passing through to get back home.” William finally responded in possibly the worst attempt of a Younisian accent. It immediately set the real Younisian knights on guard as they eyed the two with clear suspicion and moved in closer on the two.
She glanced at Hartley and opened her mouth to say something but fell short as the cart came to complete stop. “Be quiet for a second.” Penelope whispered instead of what she originally was going to say. The sound of unfamiliar voices greeting the two knights that rode outside made her tense up. She slowly crept to take a peak outside the cart and found a small group of local knights had approached William and Abraxas.
“Greetings.” Said one of the knights as he took a step forward. He eyed the two and then the cart behind them. William dipped his head in greeting. Penelope could tell that the older knight was struggling to come up with a way to get himself out of this mess. Abraxas, on the other hand, was looking expectantly at William for orders as he fiddled nervously with the reins.
Penelope ducked away and turned to face the two thieves. “We need to go. Now.” She said urgently. The knight was tempted to grab a sword but settled for a simple dagger instead. She quickly reached for a small bag and proceeded to stuff a few things of food and a canteen of water. She tried to be as quiet as she could, not wanting to draw any attention to the back of the cart. “There are real knights outside.. We’ll just have to try and get out of here while they deal with William and Abraxas. They don’t know we’re back here yet so hopefully we can keep it that way.” She said.
Even though she remained calm, Penelope couldn’t help but feel a wave of guilt over having to leave behind William and Abraxas. Despite William’s hot-head and Abraxas’ obliviousness, they were still her comrades and they were meant to look out for each other. However, there was a mission to carry out that threatened war if they failed so all she could do was pray for their safety.
The knight raised an eyebrow at the two, already finding them a bit strange but he went on like normal anyways, “What brings you into our town? It seems you’re on a long journey with that big of a wagon.” He commented.
“Just.. Passing through to get back home.” William finally responded in possibly the worst attempt of a Younisian accent. It immediately set the real Younisian knights on guard as they eyed the two with clear suspicion and moved in closer on the two.
Oh dang that stinks xc
I just got home so I’ll get started on my reply now.
I just got home so I’ll get started on my reply now.
I can start it XD
I'll start on my reply once my off of work. another late night for me X3
I'll start on my reply once my off of work. another late night for me X3
Penelope took her usual seat in the back as they headed off once more. She looked over at Crow as he struck up a conversation between them, which she was admittedly happy about since speaking with him had become rather hard to do as of late thanks to the extra vigilant William and Hartley. “Good actually.” She replied with a small smile. “I’m assuming you slept well considering you finally managed to get an actual bed.”
“Hold on!” Hartley piped in as usual. His eyes were rather wide as he looked over at Penelope for an explanation. “He just called you ‘love’!” Though his jealousy usually targeted Crow, it seemed this time he was more shocked that Penelope acted so calmly.
“Huh?” Penelope said a bit caught off guard. After spending so much time with the thief, she had grown quite accustom to him referring to her as such, even throwing it back in his face unsuccessfully at times.
“Oh. He just does that..” She replied with a careless shrug. However, it caused the knight to pause for a brief moment. It was the first time she actually thought about how he addressed her. I don’t think he’s ever said my name before... She thought, finding herself caring a little more than she let on.
“What?” Hartley questioned.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard him actually address a woman by her actual name.” She added, noticing Hartley starting to look a little upset with the situation. She hoped by explaining that it was women in general that the younger thief would realize it wasn’t Crow flirting with her.
Hartley narrowed his gaze questioningly at Crow as it sounded like flirting in his mind before turning back to Penelope. “Well that’s just wrong.” He declared to her. “A name as pretty as yours deserves to be said, Penelope.”
“It’s really not a big deal.” Penelope said with an awkward chuckle.
“Hold on!” Hartley piped in as usual. His eyes were rather wide as he looked over at Penelope for an explanation. “He just called you ‘love’!” Though his jealousy usually targeted Crow, it seemed this time he was more shocked that Penelope acted so calmly.
“Huh?” Penelope said a bit caught off guard. After spending so much time with the thief, she had grown quite accustom to him referring to her as such, even throwing it back in his face unsuccessfully at times.
“Oh. He just does that..” She replied with a careless shrug. However, it caused the knight to pause for a brief moment. It was the first time she actually thought about how he addressed her. I don’t think he’s ever said my name before... She thought, finding herself caring a little more than she let on.
“What?” Hartley questioned.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard him actually address a woman by her actual name.” She added, noticing Hartley starting to look a little upset with the situation. She hoped by explaining that it was women in general that the younger thief would realize it wasn’t Crow flirting with her.
Hartley narrowed his gaze questioningly at Crow as it sounded like flirting in his mind before turning back to Penelope. “Well that’s just wrong.” He declared to her. “A name as pretty as yours deserves to be said, Penelope.”
“It’s really not a big deal.” Penelope said with an awkward chuckle.
Exactly cx
I’m good with that!
Also Hartley definitely didn’t miss Crow calling Penelope ‘love’ XD
I’m good with that!
Also Hartley definitely didn’t miss Crow calling Penelope ‘love’ XD
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