25.jul
we are still at consulate. so maybe packing was for nothing. oh
well. got to take stock of all my weapons. polished a few that
needed it. cosmo left this morning to take a message. shmit attacked
party on the way back. good thing we have ms cuthbert, or many
of us would be dead many times over. part of the cure included
brandy. inspector mcgregor had too much. came out to the garden
where miss sinclare and i were resting and made a nusince of himself.
he was very rude. insulted both of us. it's not like him. he is
usually very polite. i have seen others change under the influence
of drink, but not usually this much. i wonder if all is well with
him? not that i stayed around to find out. the only thing worse
than being in the close proximity to a man is being near a drunk
man.
anyway, we all went to magick users house to look for book. before we left, ms witnell blessed us all. she gave me some special warriors blessing. it felt funny and tingly. maybe that blessing was why i missed the fighting. i shall have to think on that... edward got pulled into a big gem. we all followed. something funny happened with the time. i felt like i was stuck in the dark for ever. i couldn't move or see or hear or feel anything. almost the worst sensation i have ever experienced! i arrived just in time to see hassan pull shmit into a bottle. lots of the party were injured. i helped out as needed and tried not to let on how mad i was to miss the fighting. again.
after we got out of the gem, the fairy king arrived! everyone bowed and curtsied. i thought i would die of mortification. i've never been in the presence of royalty. he didn't look like a king though. he wore nasty furs. no protection at all! (although i suppose the fairy king doesn't really need physical protection). shmit is going to hell. good. he won't bother us anymore.
got to go to london. so close and yet so far. the middletons needed to get out of france and couldn't go by rail. so we took them on hassans magick chariot. we left them at cosmos house. i called in at otto's. otto wouldn't let me stay. she all but ordered me back to france. i cannot say how much i wanted to stay in london. i almost did stay. but i felt bad abandoning the ladies and edward. not to mention that i would have to find a new job. how many jobs are available for a lady sword hand? otto did allow me to check in on my girls. most of them are doing ok and keeping track of each other. but no one has seen mary. i spent the time i was allowed looking for her, but found nothing. i made the girls promise to keep an eye out for her. otto said that they could stop by the school and ask for help if they needed it. there wasn't room at the moment for more students, but she wouldn't turn down a plea for help. that is good. i hope mary has the sense to come to otto if she is really in trouble!
got back to france to find that war was over. good. war is no good. i like fighting and all, but war is never really about helping the innocent and powerless. it's all about getting more power without worrying about who's fields and crops and lives you run over in the process.
edward drives me to insanity sometimes! a representative of the french stopped in to thank us. unofficially, of course, but there you go. he offered to take us on the arofrigates. of course, edward was all for that. and where he goes i must. but why does he always want to go places that i don't like?
arofrigates are everything i don't like about boats. they told me that they couldn't sink because they were in air. so? what if they stop? things don't normally float in air. then you would have to crash onto the ground. and if you were over water? then it's even worse! i tried not to rain on edward's parade, but i was not comfortable. i am very glad they wouldn't let edward fly the mini bird thing. that would have been too much!
and now i believe we are off to berlin. i know even less german than i do french. why can't we just go back to london? oh. and they are thinking about trying to find and let free that annoying woman we threw out of the belgum house. i thought they would have been happy to see her go...
i suppose i should rest. i don't know what
harebrained thing will happen next.
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