#spindriftd

[aneleo]

@spindriftd​​   ,   ‘  GUNNHILDR , always working herself to exhaustion . it was no wonder the other knights had taken up her tasks to allow her a moments respite & yet here she was . back at it again : toiling away . if she was not well rested how could eula ever get her vengeance . setting aside reports they had been going over from her squadron's recent mission reconnaissance captain pulls back the ACTING GRAND MASTER'S chair & lifts her from it bridal style . carrying her from the room without a word to her room : pretending not to hear any protests made against her actions until she set the woman down on her bed . "honestly , you need to take better care of yourself GUNNHILDR ! if you keep this up i shall never have my vengeance . " arms fold over midsection while glaring down at her : icy stare to freeze her in place . " stay in bed or i shall make you . i'll get the other captains & we'll handle things while you rest . "  ‘

     Perhaps  ,  against  her  will  ,  dandelion  knight  had  been  drifting  into  slumber  atop  stacks  of  books  positioned  almost  perfectly  for  makeshift  pillow  .  Perhaps  ,  were  one  to  knock  hoping  for  approval  to  enter  ,  they  would  be  met  with  the  sound  of  soft  snores  behind  door  ,  only  silenced  the  moment  an  opening  door  colliding  with  wall  behind  served  as  enough  to  wake  her  .  

     Eula  is  not  the  one  she  would  have  expected  to  wake  her  ,  confusion  presenting  itself  in  mumbled  hmms  and  stifled  yawns  until  the  sudden  closeness  has  her  wiggling  for  freedom  .  “  Eula  !  “  Whatever  drowsiness  may  have  been  present  is  carried  away  with  wind  behind  them  ,  fingers  digging  in  to  shoulders  as  if  knight  would  ever  dare  allow  her  to  fall  .  “  Please  !  I  have  things  to  tend  to  !  “

     Pointless  ,  as  she  had  anticipated  .  Jean  frowns  ,  tilting  head  with  furrowed  brows  as  demands  slice  air  .  “  I’m  fine  .  Really .  You  don’t  have  to  worry  about  me  .  “  That  stare  does  its  job  ,  though  ;  Jean  can  only  stare  ,  hoping  Eula  will  budge  .

[huihuai]

@spindriftd​   ,        one - liner  .

     “  You’re  drunk  .  Get  up  .  You  won’t  make  it  home  safely  alone  .  “

[aneleo]

@spindriftd​   ,

         " this is unnecessary ! " she did not need to be watched , wound was healing . a walk amongst flowers did not require chaperone , " how do you even have the time for such things ? surely you are far too busy . "

     “  You  say  that  ,  Eula  ,  but  ...  “  Eyes  wander  to  the  scowl  upon  Lawrence’s  face  ,  ever  growing  as  each  step  between  dandelions  and  windwheels  brings  them  closer  to  ...  well  ,  wherever  Eula  had  intended  to  rush  off  to  .  “Making  sure  the  ones  I  care  about  are  alright  is  part  of  my  duties  ,  too  .  Barbara  told  me  you  left  before  she  could  make  sure  your  wraps  could  come  off  ...  “  

     Sounds  familiar  .  Jean  stifles  a  laugh  ,  for  were  it  the  other  way  around  ,  Eula  would  insist  on  carrying  Acting  Grand  Master  again  .  Finger  plucks  at  dandelion  at  feet  ,  rolling  stem  between  her  fingers  .  “  I  don’t  have  to  stay  ,  but  I  do  want  to  make  sure  you  get  here  and  back  home  safely  .  “

[aneleo]

@spindriftd​   ,                      ‘ a box of hand made mint chocolates was delivered to the acting grand master by recruit , a not was attached ." roses are red , violets are blue . vengeance will be mine , because you are unbelievably cute . xoxo " ‘

     Valentine’s  Day  may  be  geared  towards  couples  and  young  ones  in  puppy  love  ,  but  that  would  not  stop  Jean  from  gifting  treats  and  thanks  to  those  dearest  to  her  :  be  it  friends  ,  family  ,  even  supposed  rival  .  It  may  briefly  distract  from  work  ,  but  ...  a  quick  run  to  drop  off  everyone’s  gifts  wouldn’t  be  too  imposing  ,  would  it  ?  

     How  ironic  she’s  just  returned  from  sneaking  Eula’s  gift  into  her  room  .  She  smiles  as  the  gift  is  offered  ,  but  once  recruit  leaves  ,  box  is  observed  with  curiosity  .  A  gift  from  Lisa  was  usual  ‘round  this  time  ,  oft  intended  to  do  nothing  more  than  tease  acting  grand  master  ,  but  ...  she’d  already  received  that  one  ,  hadn’t  she  ?  

     It’s  then  she  notices  the  note  .  Familiar  handwriting  ,  and  no  doubt  vengeance  rang  a  familiar  tune  .  Jean’s  face  scrunches  when  she  reaches  the  word  cute  ,  and         before  she  can  fully  take  in  what  she’s  read         her  cheeks  flush  at  the  mysterious  xoxo  .

     ...  Could  the  sender  really  be  who  she  expects  ?  Jean  carefully  tucks  note  within  pocket  ,  kept  safe  :  perhaps  she  should  ask  Lisa  for  advice  before  her  mind  wanders  .

     Lid  from  box  is  removed  &  a  chocolate  popped  in  between  lips  .  Rich  ,  yet  refreshing  ,  no  doubt  carefully  &  lovingly  crafted  .  

     Why  is  her  chest  fluttering  ?

[redhells]

@spindriftd​   //   ‘  even tomorrow you will have today.  ‘   —   night sky.

“that’s a good thought. if today’s something you want to keep.” vi? she’d rather yesterday. not that those days were halcyon—they were blood-touched and bitter, split-lip days, face-in-grit days. but she had a family then, so she woke up for a reason. she didn’t drag herself from bed out of obligation, simply because she couldn’t bear to do nothing, to still her body for a single day.

she stretches out her battle-tense body and pops her back. “i don’t think today’s got too many merits.” she doesn’t see it as much use except to shuttle her toward a future that might be brighter, and might be much bleaker.

and that depends on the people she still has at her side, and the people she’s lost.

“i don’t think tomorrow’s gonna be any kinder, either.”

[bluedotted]

@spindriftd​   //   “the last time i had a bagel that i didn’t toast was, um–i have never done that.”   —   gooden starters.

“the last time i ate a toasted bagel was like... i mean it was the week before last but only because my mom came over and toasted it for me. usually i don’t even bother putting jam on it. i’m pretty sure the cream cheese has gone off by now and at this point i’m just postponing the inevitable.”

[huihuai]

@spindriftd​​     ;     one - liner .

     “  He received the punishment he deserved . He was a fool , believing he could sneak up to pry my belongings away . It would only grow worse if he went ignored , would it not ? “