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6/11/2025, 6:26:43 PM
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>Satan get when posting thirst trap ass. Kek.
Laughed and grinned when Macy returned the favor to you and Em. Was still too shy to try with ‘Brey; still your littler little sister was growing bolder. Stronger, smarter, and more outgoing.
Brilliant.
You did need to have a word with MayMay’s tanned adoptive big sister about giving her so much dope though.
But?
Oh well.
5% Macy corruption achieved!
Then?
MayMay handed out some healing, invigorating, girding, blood replacement, and mini Erumpet potions. She had been working overtime the past couple of days and had Aubrey close off the little kitchen of your dorm to brew those bomb potions since she still had her principles and would not betray her Potions Professor’s trust by making them in the classroom after hours. Told everyone she was up to Version 0.5 on the war crime potion; scary, amazing, and oddly arousing. Were told she was strongly considering Bradford’s offer just to get to see a copy of Most Potente Potions or Webster Boot’s own antique annotated book on them.
Finally, you were told that Aubrey’s dad had gone home for the day to grab some extra gear, feed the cats, and would let you have some soft, easily concealable vests he had extras of which should fit when he came back; they wouldn’t stop a rifle round but they were stab and cut resistant; could stop a few normal pistol rounds. They were really just ones Aubrey had grown out of, yet it was still sweet of the girl and awesome of the Assistant DADA Professor to pass them on to you and your other sisters.
Smiled some, tossed on your dueling glove, knocked back an ADHD pill along with the rest and had a quick group hug.
Were the precautions excessive?
Yes.
But you were not taking chances with this stuff after all that had happened, though you did have to stop your tall, curly haired adoptive sister from bringing a fucking grenade launcher too. Tossed robes and a cloak over your practical gym clothes so you didn’t look so much like you were going to redo Columbine or were a member of the IRA.
You all saw Hildy on her way out to get some shooting in since Aubrey had brow beaten her into joining the team with her “Kraut Space Magic” guns as the little nut called them; the girl with hair which was a touch shorter now yet still reached her lower back was… concerned to say the least by how decked out all three of you were but still sent out Patronuses to Vu and Blackthorn on your behalf saying that you were coming for them.
‘Brey could have worded that better since it looked like you all could start WW3. The note Aubrey’s mom gave her saying she could hand out non-approved weapons to people if Aubrey thought it was needed did a little to assuage your tentative and new Continental little sister despite her own gear looking as if it came straight out of Star Wars. Kind of funny, really.
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>Satan get when posting thirst trap ass. Kek.
Laughed and grinned when Macy returned the favor to you and Em. Was still too shy to try with ‘Brey; still your littler little sister was growing bolder. Stronger, smarter, and more outgoing.
Brilliant.
You did need to have a word with MayMay’s tanned adoptive big sister about giving her so much dope though.
But?
Oh well.
5% Macy corruption achieved!
Then?
MayMay handed out some healing, invigorating, girding, blood replacement, and mini Erumpet potions. She had been working overtime the past couple of days and had Aubrey close off the little kitchen of your dorm to brew those bomb potions since she still had her principles and would not betray her Potions Professor’s trust by making them in the classroom after hours. Told everyone she was up to Version 0.5 on the war crime potion; scary, amazing, and oddly arousing. Were told she was strongly considering Bradford’s offer just to get to see a copy of Most Potente Potions or Webster Boot’s own antique annotated book on them.
Finally, you were told that Aubrey’s dad had gone home for the day to grab some extra gear, feed the cats, and would let you have some soft, easily concealable vests he had extras of which should fit when he came back; they wouldn’t stop a rifle round but they were stab and cut resistant; could stop a few normal pistol rounds. They were really just ones Aubrey had grown out of, yet it was still sweet of the girl and awesome of the Assistant DADA Professor to pass them on to you and your other sisters.
Smiled some, tossed on your dueling glove, knocked back an ADHD pill along with the rest and had a quick group hug.
Were the precautions excessive?
Yes.
But you were not taking chances with this stuff after all that had happened, though you did have to stop your tall, curly haired adoptive sister from bringing a fucking grenade launcher too. Tossed robes and a cloak over your practical gym clothes so you didn’t look so much like you were going to redo Columbine or were a member of the IRA.
You all saw Hildy on her way out to get some shooting in since Aubrey had brow beaten her into joining the team with her “Kraut Space Magic” guns as the little nut called them; the girl with hair which was a touch shorter now yet still reached her lower back was… concerned to say the least by how decked out all three of you were but still sent out Patronuses to Vu and Blackthorn on your behalf saying that you were coming for them.
‘Brey could have worded that better since it looked like you all could start WW3. The note Aubrey’s mom gave her saying she could hand out non-approved weapons to people if Aubrey thought it was needed did a little to assuage your tentative and new Continental little sister despite her own gear looking as if it came straight out of Star Wars. Kind of funny, really.
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