17.juy.1870
we are now in belgium. i have never been out of england. I have hardly ever even left london. we had to go by boat. i was going crazy. ms witnell gave me a charm that let me sleep on the boat. when i wasn't polishing my sword.
i got a sword! a GOOD sword! a sword of my own! i will never have to borrow again! but i'm torn. it was gifted me. why would someone gift something that expensive? should i worry about paying him back? and why anree? part of me just wants the sword. it's the twin of ms witnells. the balance is perfect. and it's worth more than everything else i own combined... how can I be so indebted to a man? and how can i not take it? how did he know i've been wanting ms witnells sword? my new sword...
we had just left the engagement party. i was so relieved to get out of the stupid party dress. i hate those silly cages. you can't move properly, and i certainly couldn't fight if i needed to protect someone. anyway, we were told to go pack so that we could get on the train to leave for belgium. something about a possible war that we are supposed to keep out of belgium. just tell me who to point the sword at... i thought i would get out of the trip when they started talking about passports, but then they gave me one. i guess i'm legal now. i have a passport. i never thought i'd have one before.
i don't like being out of country. i don't like having to talk to new people all the time. and i don't understand enough french. it's one thing to haggle for dress supplies in french, but no one talks about fabric or dressmaking in regular conversation. or i can't understand it if they do. i have spent a lot of time at the hotel. polishing my beautiful sword. and practicing with it. i love sword dancing, but using my own sword takes it to a new level! tattvick is also along, and it is nice to work with another familiar face.
once again, the league is involved with much
wierdness. now we are dealing with more fairy people. but these
fairy people aren't nice like miss mitzy. one keeps trying to
kill us. oh. and we blew up another building agian... it's the
first building that's been blown up since i've joined with them,
but miss namaste has told me of kid rocket's exploits. many of
which involve blowing things up. but i dont' think kid rocket
blew up this building. people in the building were trying to shoot
us. dr wilson and anree and atlas jumped in through a window and
got tangled trying to come soon after. the building was blown
up by someone shooting into the basement where i think they were
storing arms and powder. the explosion was suitibly impressive.
we made a fast retreat and are now staying at the embassy. an
enforced stay. there is lots of downtime while we are being debriefed.
i think i need to go polish my sword...
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