February 1, 2008
Dear Stephen,
I fought a duel last night for my league?s team. I know you don?t care much for the dueling, you know I just use it to pass the time, right? Not to say that I am bored, really, but I miss the days when there was a common bar brawl to be found every night at the Dragon. Dueling makes up for that a little, not much but a little. Well, I won against this girl named Kiara. I have been doing so well, lately. I think I am finally getting used to my short sword. Did I ever tell you that when I first started fighting, it was with a large pole arm? A trident, actually. It towered over my head; it was an amazing work of art and deadlier than anything I have wielded since. I loved that weapon. I?m getting off track so easily! I have all these thoughts in my head, though, and you aren?t here for me to tell them all to like you usually let me.
After we, the lady Kiara and I, formally fought, she started a fight with me! She had been insulting me during the entire match and then she pushed into me as she walked away. I obviously could not let that stand, so I tried to take her down. We ended up in a regular brawl! You would have loved it. I think I got the best of her but she bit me?twice! Who knows what sort of infections she has. I am lucky normal mortal illnesses do not affect me like they do most. Perhaps I should have bit her back, on the nose, like you?re always telling me to.
I went home after that. I promise I cleaned my wounds up very nicely! I am getting better with that, aren?t I? I am trying. You?re so good and patient with me.
I was very angry when I found out you got arrested. Why didn?t you tell me the extent of your plan? You were so angry when I didn?t tell you, go to you, about Samael. Is this really any different? I would have helped even more, would have supported you even if I didn?t agree with the lengths you were (are) obviously willing to go through for this. I am probably making something out of nothing. I promise, I will not remain angry. You come home to me and I will never even mention it.
I was helping Robert today. We managed not to kill each other! You would be so proud.
I am going to try and sleep for a few hours before it is my shift in the WestEnd later in the night. It will not be easy to sleep without you, but your pillow still smells like you. Are you thoroughly embarrassed by my sentimentality now?
Always with much love,
Your Jewellsie
xoxoxo
Dear Stephen,
I fought a duel last night for my league?s team. I know you don?t care much for the dueling, you know I just use it to pass the time, right? Not to say that I am bored, really, but I miss the days when there was a common bar brawl to be found every night at the Dragon. Dueling makes up for that a little, not much but a little. Well, I won against this girl named Kiara. I have been doing so well, lately. I think I am finally getting used to my short sword. Did I ever tell you that when I first started fighting, it was with a large pole arm? A trident, actually. It towered over my head; it was an amazing work of art and deadlier than anything I have wielded since. I loved that weapon. I?m getting off track so easily! I have all these thoughts in my head, though, and you aren?t here for me to tell them all to like you usually let me.
After we, the lady Kiara and I, formally fought, she started a fight with me! She had been insulting me during the entire match and then she pushed into me as she walked away. I obviously could not let that stand, so I tried to take her down. We ended up in a regular brawl! You would have loved it. I think I got the best of her but she bit me?twice! Who knows what sort of infections she has. I am lucky normal mortal illnesses do not affect me like they do most. Perhaps I should have bit her back, on the nose, like you?re always telling me to.
I went home after that. I promise I cleaned my wounds up very nicely! I am getting better with that, aren?t I? I am trying. You?re so good and patient with me.
I was very angry when I found out you got arrested. Why didn?t you tell me the extent of your plan? You were so angry when I didn?t tell you, go to you, about Samael. Is this really any different? I would have helped even more, would have supported you even if I didn?t agree with the lengths you were (are) obviously willing to go through for this. I am probably making something out of nothing. I promise, I will not remain angry. You come home to me and I will never even mention it.
I was helping Robert today. We managed not to kill each other! You would be so proud.
I am going to try and sleep for a few hours before it is my shift in the WestEnd later in the night. It will not be easy to sleep without you, but your pillow still smells like you. Are you thoroughly embarrassed by my sentimentality now?
Always with much love,
Your Jewellsie
xoxoxo