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There are more elves now. They're impatient. They ran off Bella's escort with private whispers Bella didn't hear, Bella's subtle arts are jammed again, and they're faster than she is.
Where is she -
Celo's there, there are more elves now but maybe there's someone with him or he can put Bella where he puts his stuff or something -
And this is how Bella runs headlong into the outdoor session of Mixed Melee with seventeen armed elves chasing her, and spots Callahan, and has an even better idea.
"MY WARRANTY," she screams at the top of her overtaxed lungs, "IS AT RISK!"
Where is she -
Celo's there, there are more elves now but maybe there's someone with him or he can put Bella where he puts his stuff or something -
And this is how Bella runs headlong into the outdoor session of Mixed Melee with seventeen armed elves chasing her, and spots Callahan, and has an even better idea.
"MY WARRANTY," she screams at the top of her overtaxed lungs, "IS AT RISK!"
Callahan blows an ear-piercing whistle.
"Five percent term bonus per head for anybody who puts down an intruder!" she yells. "Screaming girl's mine, don't touch her!"
The students' weapons are mocked, but there are a lot more than seventeen of them. And when anybody takes a hit from one of Bella's pursuers, Celo is right there with his divine healing.
The coach doesn't even have to draw a weapon.
Until, that is, the seventeen elves are lying on the ground in convincing illusory death, at which point each one of them wakes up in turn to the sight of her standing over them with a mace. She points. They run. Repeat with next elf.
One or two of them might have put up a fuss even then, if it weren't for the fact that all of their weapons have gone mysteriously missing.
"All right, fun's over," she says. "Fucktoy, take Screaming Girl and get out of my sight. Everybody else, here are your bounties. Argue and I'll take them away." She starts listing demeaning nicknames.
"Five percent term bonus per head for anybody who puts down an intruder!" she yells. "Screaming girl's mine, don't touch her!"
The students' weapons are mocked, but there are a lot more than seventeen of them. And when anybody takes a hit from one of Bella's pursuers, Celo is right there with his divine healing.
The coach doesn't even have to draw a weapon.
Until, that is, the seventeen elves are lying on the ground in convincing illusory death, at which point each one of them wakes up in turn to the sight of her standing over them with a mace. She points. They run. Repeat with next elf.
One or two of them might have put up a fuss even then, if it weren't for the fact that all of their weapons have gone mysteriously missing.
"All right, fun's over," she says. "Fucktoy, take Screaming Girl and get out of my sight. Everybody else, here are your bounties. Argue and I'll take them away." She starts listing demeaning nicknames.
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Bella is more than happy to follow Celo out of Callhan's sight.
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"Just winded. And scared. I had somebody with me, they just ran him off somehow."
subtly_artistic
"I'd reiterate that I'm totally taking Arcane Defense next semester, except I bet at least three of those elves are also wizards."
subtly_artistic
"We have some classes at the same time, and there are more of them now."
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"Just need to grab my ID so I can get lunch," she explains. "If I dare. I might need to start - I don't know, having groceries delivered, using the kitchen more."
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"What I really want to do is have a picnic like I used to do when I was a kid, but I don't know how long those elves are going to be running scared and I don't have any picnic stuff."