Okay! I might be up late tonight because I forgot to start the laundry until just now TuT
I have two more loads, which is at least 2-3 more hours
I have two more loads, which is at least 2-3 more hours
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Crow doesn't care what Hartley thinks xD
Also, do you want to start the trouble, or should I? ;)
Also, do you want to start the trouble, or should I? ;)
Crow quirked a brow at Hartley’s reaction to his sobriquet for Penelope. He had grown so used to calling her by names such as ‘love’ and ‘darling’ that he had forgotten how the infatuated boy might take it. He laughed at Hartley’s objection to his behavior, “Don’t worry, kid. It doesn’t mean anything.” While he had originally used the nicknames to flirt with Penelope, calling her by such things had become more of a habit to him than anything else. He met the knight’s gaze curiously when she said she hadn’t ever heard him address a woman by her name.
“You really haven’t noticed?” Crow gawked at her in teasing surprise, crossing his arms over his chest. “Sure, I don’t address women by their names, but tell me this: When have you ever heard me call anyone by their actual name?” He smirked at her wryly. It was true that he used names when talking about other people, but he never addressed men or women by their names when speaking directly to them. He preferred making up sobriquets to tease or flirt.
“I guess that’s true,” Hartley mused, seeming to relax a bit. “He’s never said my name either… Although I don’t like it when he calls me ‘kid.’” He shot Crow a glare.
“Get used to it, kid,” Crow said dryly.
“I’m not even that much younger than you,” Hartley argued.
“You’re still a kid to me.”
Hartley groaned, raking his fingers through his hair, “Ugh, I give up.” He scooted a bit closer to Penelope. “It doesn’t matter what he calls you anyway, because I’ll always use your lovely name, Penelope. It’s too beautiful not to be said.”
“You really haven’t noticed?” Crow gawked at her in teasing surprise, crossing his arms over his chest. “Sure, I don’t address women by their names, but tell me this: When have you ever heard me call anyone by their actual name?” He smirked at her wryly. It was true that he used names when talking about other people, but he never addressed men or women by their names when speaking directly to them. He preferred making up sobriquets to tease or flirt.
“I guess that’s true,” Hartley mused, seeming to relax a bit. “He’s never said my name either… Although I don’t like it when he calls me ‘kid.’” He shot Crow a glare.
“Get used to it, kid,” Crow said dryly.
“I’m not even that much younger than you,” Hartley argued.
“You’re still a kid to me.”
Hartley groaned, raking his fingers through his hair, “Ugh, I give up.” He scooted a bit closer to Penelope. “It doesn’t matter what he calls you anyway, because I’ll always use your lovely name, Penelope. It’s too beautiful not to be said.”
Awesome :) I don't want to kill them off (yet) either for the same reason.
Gotta leave our options open
Okay! We can see where the battle goes and decide from there
Gotta leave our options open
Okay! We can see where the battle goes and decide from there
I was thinking they get caught/seperated because William and Abraxas get stopped by some local knights who ask what their business is. They can't answer since they don't know how to copy a Younisian accent, so they either try to run away or William leads them in a fight that doesn't end well.
Maybe William and Abraxas get captured as prisoners for trespassing while Crow, Penelope, and Hartley escape or get set free since they sound native
Maybe William and Abraxas get captured as prisoners for trespassing while Crow, Penelope, and Hartley escape or get set free since they sound native
Crow took the lead with Hartley and Penelope as they walked down the hallway to find their room. Though choosing a room for the night wasn’t necessarily a huge decision, he felt good about being the one to make it. It was the most power he had been given since the journey began, since he had previously been forced to follow along with whatever William and the other knights arranged to do. If their stay in Younis continued like this, he was going to enjoy it quite a bit.
When they arrived at the door to their room, Hartley took charge. He reached quickly for the knob, opening it for Penelope to step through first. Crow was about to enter with the other two knights, but the boy—one-track minded as he was—let the door fall behind him, nearly hitting Abraxas in the nose. William opened the door again and shook his head, “Idiotic boy…”
Crow was the last to walk into the room. He looked around the space. Like the lobby, it was sparsely decorated, but unusually clean. There were five beds sheeted with white, linen cloth, three on the right and two on the left. At the far end of the room was a single window that opened up to a stable behind the inn.
Finding the others, he saw that Penelope had taken the bed at the end of the room on the right; Hartley had, of course, chosen to occupy the bed directly next to hers; and William took the spot closest to the door. That left the two beds on the left for Crow and Abraxas. He moved to take the empty bed by the window. It was across from Penelope and as far from William as the small room allowed him to get.
Not much talking went on as the group prepared themselves to sleep. Crow laid down on his bed, throwing the blanket over himself and yawning tiredly. He relished the warmth of the linen and the softness of the mattress beneath his body. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been so fortunately as to spend the night in something so luxurious. Even before he had gone to prison, he had been living in a makeshift hovel in the outskirts of a village. He had built up such a widespread reputation for himself that he couldn’t afford to show his face at an inn without risking arrest. It had been years since he had last slept in a bed like this.
I could get used to this, he thought, stretching out contentedly. He gazed out the window at the starry night sky as he drifted off to sleep.
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The morning came all too soon for Crow. He awoke to the sounds of William and Abraxas putting on their armor. Rolling over lazily, he pulled the blanket farther over his head. He didn’t want to get up from the comfort of the mattress until he absolutely had to.
Crow was just beginning to get lulled back to sleep when he felt someone yank the sheets down from his head. William stood over him, impatiently tapping his foot, “Get up, thief. We’re leaving.”
“Just a little longer,” Crow groaned, shoving the pillow over his head.
“Move it, or I’m going to use that to smother you,” William growled humorlessly.
“Fine,” Crow glared at him and forced his weary body into a sitting position.
Once everyone was ready to go, they headed down to the front of the inn, where Abraxas had brought the wagon around to pick them up. Crow climbed into the back with Hartley and Penelope while the other two knights took up their usual spots on the horses. He sat down, meeting Penelope’s gaze across the cart as he attempted to strike up a conversation, “I wish William would have let us sleep in. Those beds were heavenly.” He offered her a friendly smile. “How did you sleep, love?”
When they arrived at the door to their room, Hartley took charge. He reached quickly for the knob, opening it for Penelope to step through first. Crow was about to enter with the other two knights, but the boy—one-track minded as he was—let the door fall behind him, nearly hitting Abraxas in the nose. William opened the door again and shook his head, “Idiotic boy…”
Crow was the last to walk into the room. He looked around the space. Like the lobby, it was sparsely decorated, but unusually clean. There were five beds sheeted with white, linen cloth, three on the right and two on the left. At the far end of the room was a single window that opened up to a stable behind the inn.
Finding the others, he saw that Penelope had taken the bed at the end of the room on the right; Hartley had, of course, chosen to occupy the bed directly next to hers; and William took the spot closest to the door. That left the two beds on the left for Crow and Abraxas. He moved to take the empty bed by the window. It was across from Penelope and as far from William as the small room allowed him to get.
Not much talking went on as the group prepared themselves to sleep. Crow laid down on his bed, throwing the blanket over himself and yawning tiredly. He relished the warmth of the linen and the softness of the mattress beneath his body. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been so fortunately as to spend the night in something so luxurious. Even before he had gone to prison, he had been living in a makeshift hovel in the outskirts of a village. He had built up such a widespread reputation for himself that he couldn’t afford to show his face at an inn without risking arrest. It had been years since he had last slept in a bed like this.
I could get used to this, he thought, stretching out contentedly. He gazed out the window at the starry night sky as he drifted off to sleep.
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The morning came all too soon for Crow. He awoke to the sounds of William and Abraxas putting on their armor. Rolling over lazily, he pulled the blanket farther over his head. He didn’t want to get up from the comfort of the mattress until he absolutely had to.
Crow was just beginning to get lulled back to sleep when he felt someone yank the sheets down from his head. William stood over him, impatiently tapping his foot, “Get up, thief. We’re leaving.”
“Just a little longer,” Crow groaned, shoving the pillow over his head.
“Move it, or I’m going to use that to smother you,” William growled humorlessly.
“Fine,” Crow glared at him and forced his weary body into a sitting position.
Once everyone was ready to go, they headed down to the front of the inn, where Abraxas had brought the wagon around to pick them up. Crow climbed into the back with Hartley and Penelope while the other two knights took up their usual spots on the horses. He sat down, meeting Penelope’s gaze across the cart as he attempted to strike up a conversation, “I wish William would have let us sleep in. Those beds were heavenly.” He offered her a friendly smile. “How did you sleep, love?”
Sorry that took so long. My cat is laying on my arms so it's hard to type lol
Crow pulled a fast one on William ;3
Crow pulled a fast one on William ;3
As they entered the lobby of the inn, Crow took a moment to look around. It was surprisingly nice compared to the inns in the outskirts of Brerra. It wasn’t lavishly decorated, but it was well maintained. The floors had been recently swept, the ceiling wasn’t boarded with wood planks, and the space was well-lit by strategically placed lanterns. It was amazing how much better condition this peasant inn was than the ones he had known in his own kingdom. He wondered with a pang of wistfulness if the outer villages would have looked like this if the king of Brerra hadn’t taken all of their money.
He suddenly realized he didn’t know anything about the Younisian king. What kind of a person was he? By the looks of the of the towns they had been passing through, the man seemed much more generous than the king of Brerra. Yet his kingdom is the one that will be annexed, he recalled dolefully.
Crow stepped up to the counter with Hartley, rolling his eyes when the boy tried to reserve a separate room for himself and Penelope. It was a ridiculous request, but it was one Crow secretly wished he could have made as well. The thought of sharing a private room with her sent his heart racing once more, and he had to remind himself to focus on the task at hand.
“Well, how big of a room are you looking for?”
Crow glanced back over his shoulder to see William subtly gesturing the number two. He shot the knight an annoyed look. He really expects us to sleep on the floor, even though we’re doing all the work around here? Crow wouldn’t stand for that. He turned back to the innkeeper with his best charismatic smile, speaking loudly enough that the knights standing behind him would be able to hear: “We’d like a room with five beds, one for each of us.”
“Fortunately for you, we have one room left of that size,” the man behind the desk reached for a key on the wall behind him. “That will be eighty-five Tael.”
“Great,” Crow said. “One moment.” He turned away from the man and stepped over to William, who was trying to suppress a glare, and held out his hand. “Well? I need money to pay for this room.”
“You fool,” the knight curled his lip at him. “A room that big is going to waste our gold.”
“I would have been fine sharing a bed with Hartley,” Crow shrugged. “But I had a feeling you’d find a way to make us sleep on the floor if we paid for just three beds, so here we are.”
William’s face reddened with anger, but after a moment, he handed over a satchel, “Just buy the damn room.”
“Thanks a lot,” Crow smirked at him and took the satchel, returning to the innkeeper. “Let’s see. Eighty-five, you said?” He cast Hartley a swift, pleading look, hoping the boy would figure out he didn’t know the conversion rate for Younisian Tael.
Fortunately, Hartley understood and jumped in, handing the innkeeper four gold coins and one silver. “Keep the change,” he said with a wink.
The man handed Crow the key to their room and gave him brief directions to find it. He nodded his thanks and headed back to the others. “I don’t know about you, he grinned smugly at William. “But I’m ready to pass out on a nice, soft bed tonight.”
He suddenly realized he didn’t know anything about the Younisian king. What kind of a person was he? By the looks of the of the towns they had been passing through, the man seemed much more generous than the king of Brerra. Yet his kingdom is the one that will be annexed, he recalled dolefully.
Crow stepped up to the counter with Hartley, rolling his eyes when the boy tried to reserve a separate room for himself and Penelope. It was a ridiculous request, but it was one Crow secretly wished he could have made as well. The thought of sharing a private room with her sent his heart racing once more, and he had to remind himself to focus on the task at hand.
“Well, how big of a room are you looking for?”
Crow glanced back over his shoulder to see William subtly gesturing the number two. He shot the knight an annoyed look. He really expects us to sleep on the floor, even though we’re doing all the work around here? Crow wouldn’t stand for that. He turned back to the innkeeper with his best charismatic smile, speaking loudly enough that the knights standing behind him would be able to hear: “We’d like a room with five beds, one for each of us.”
“Fortunately for you, we have one room left of that size,” the man behind the desk reached for a key on the wall behind him. “That will be eighty-five Tael.”
“Great,” Crow said. “One moment.” He turned away from the man and stepped over to William, who was trying to suppress a glare, and held out his hand. “Well? I need money to pay for this room.”
“You fool,” the knight curled his lip at him. “A room that big is going to waste our gold.”
“I would have been fine sharing a bed with Hartley,” Crow shrugged. “But I had a feeling you’d find a way to make us sleep on the floor if we paid for just three beds, so here we are.”
William’s face reddened with anger, but after a moment, he handed over a satchel, “Just buy the damn room.”
“Thanks a lot,” Crow smirked at him and took the satchel, returning to the innkeeper. “Let’s see. Eighty-five, you said?” He cast Hartley a swift, pleading look, hoping the boy would figure out he didn’t know the conversion rate for Younisian Tael.
Fortunately, Hartley understood and jumped in, handing the innkeeper four gold coins and one silver. “Keep the change,” he said with a wink.
The man handed Crow the key to their room and gave him brief directions to find it. He nodded his thanks and headed back to the others. “I don’t know about you, he grinned smugly at William. “But I’m ready to pass out on a nice, soft bed tonight.”
I'll get started on my post pretty soon!
That's cool :)
I really like going into towns where there aren't tourists. It's the best way to get immersed in the culture
Last time, we ran into a legit street dance battle in a town one night xD There was this huge crowd around eight teenagers who were having a guys vs girls dance off.
My parents love to travel, so I did a lot of it growing up ^^ They're probably the reason for my wander lust actually
My step dad is retired now, and he's currently on a six week long motorcycle trip.
He's kind of a baller for a 60 year old xD
You'll love Hawaii. It's gorgeous and there's a lot of fun stuff to do! I definitely recommend the beaches if you have the time to go. I saw a wild sea manatee last time I was there :D
That's cool :)
I really like going into towns where there aren't tourists. It's the best way to get immersed in the culture
Last time, we ran into a legit street dance battle in a town one night xD There was this huge crowd around eight teenagers who were having a guys vs girls dance off.
My parents love to travel, so I did a lot of it growing up ^^ They're probably the reason for my wander lust actually
My step dad is retired now, and he's currently on a six week long motorcycle trip.
He's kind of a baller for a 60 year old xD
You'll love Hawaii. It's gorgeous and there's a lot of fun stuff to do! I definitely recommend the beaches if you have the time to go. I saw a wild sea manatee last time I was there :D
I'll get my reply done tomorrow, because I'm about ready to pass out
Thanks xD It's served me well.
I hadn't heard about the club before my friend pointed out the sign the last time we went. We didn't have time to go during that trip because the cruise was the same night, so I've been meaning to ever since.
Which part of Mexico do your friends visit?
See? That's why traveling with friends is so much fun x3
You get to do a lot more stuff when you're not with your parents the whole time.
I love my family, but we have completely different ideas of fun ^^;
My parents like camping and hiking, which are definitely cool, but I prefer things that are likely to leave me with a great memory.
Thanks xD It's served me well.
I hadn't heard about the club before my friend pointed out the sign the last time we went. We didn't have time to go during that trip because the cruise was the same night, so I've been meaning to ever since.
Which part of Mexico do your friends visit?
See? That's why traveling with friends is so much fun x3
You get to do a lot more stuff when you're not with your parents the whole time.
I love my family, but we have completely different ideas of fun ^^;
My parents like camping and hiking, which are definitely cool, but I prefer things that are likely to leave me with a great memory.
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