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Squire Benjamin William Sullivan stood in the middle of Light’s Hope Chapel in his underpants.

Actually, it was white linen pants and a shift, but the effect was approximately the same. The little chapel was warm, on the edge of …

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comment Comments Off Written by on August 10, 2012 – 7:22 am

Aely Caltrains was, in a word, bored.

Not that she didn’t have things to do.

There were a million things at the SWU clinic that needed upkeep, and Brother Theo, for all he was an excellent healer, was not, shall we say, a gifted administrator. Which meant Arrens needed to hire someone new, since the last manager had run off with a gorgeous Draenei for a “vacation in Booty Bay” and never come back. Time to look into posting jobs and doing interviews. Again.

Still, anything was better than clerical work for the Crusade, right?

Easy ta think so, ’till some wee Elflet wi’ stomach flu vomits all o’er yir shoes.

Her socks needed mending too. And she needed to put together another lesson for the little class of squires who were interested in field healing. Teaching, at least, was interesting.

She’d been so ready to give up her old life, after more than a decade of being deployed and working for the Hand and then the Dawn and now the Crusade, after the catastrophic Wrathgate and then the eventual, long fought, hard won battle in Icecrown, after other Riders settled in to family life.

It had been time – time to settle down with Arrens, to work on the farm, teach field healing and help out with the clinic.

But they’d lost the farm to the onslaught of plague in the hands of the fucking Banshee, and with it all of her physical ties to Jolly except his shield.

And Ben was nearly ready to take his first vows. She’d be able to take a new squire, but wasn’t sure if she wanted to tie herself down again.

And the returning soldiers had done what all returning soldiers tend to do, and the new classes of first year students were busting out of their classrooms; Arrens almost couldn’t hire enough teachers. His day started early and ended late, and hers wasn’t much better.

All this settling down just wasn’t really settling well.

Maybe ‘s time ta start thinkin’ about goin’ back.

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