Grace<br/><br/>Grace sighed and shrugged.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"I probably woulda believed that if he wouldn't have made the offhand remark about tomboy princesses and there oughta be a law. Or something to that effect. That's kinda why I'd rather do my pittance under the headmaster. Still do it, you understand... Just not under Cavin the groundskeeper."</span>She shook her head.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"I don't think I can be myself. You know... Be a GIRL full of spit, fire and vinegar, around him. He'll probably expect one or the other and not let me be both."</span>She thought about that.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"Headmaster might let some of that show, but might have to be less spit and fire and be a spitfire. The plane. So... Tone it down but not off."</span>She went ahead and finished,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"Would you like dessert? Don't they have a slab of red velvet cake here? Or whatever flavor you want."</span>She forgot those slabs were meant to be shared by two. She definitely wanted a tea refill.<br/><br/>Kelly<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick">"We're supposed to be having a meet soon ourselves. If I recall correctly, we're the lead in to the next jousting tournament. Meanwhile... Spar, spar spar... I just don't have a sparring partner today so I might not get to practice. Oh. Right. I don't get to anyway."</span>She used air quotes as she said<span class="fixed-color" style="color:firebrick">"Counselling for anger management."</span>She dropped her hands and scoffed before finishing her wings.<br/><br/>Sabrina<br/><br/>She was just about to fire full blast when Merlin not only appeared, but brought the whole lot of them to the office.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"Aw man! I know I coulda helped!"</span>She whined before adding,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"This time."</span>She noticed Morgan and said,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"Let me see that, move your hand... Please."</span>Since she had her fanny pack full of healing herbs already premixed and single packed, she pulled one out and showed it to her,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"At least let me do this. I know, I know... you can do it yourself, please, let me."</span>She stayed next to her and applied them to heal the wound if allowed and still paid attention to what was going on around her. She sighed and thought,<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">I haven't had my test yet.... Is this being allowed because of my uncle and being head of the Merlin followers?</span></i>She wasn't going to question it out loud... Deciding instead to chalk it up to extenuating circumstances.<br/><br/>(Tiffany busy doing spot cleaning and wiping tables not in use.)