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>Research and Explration/making connections won last time for our weekly activeities wone last time

>Rolls in a bit

After that brief exchange which made your Librarian chuckled some and mentioned while your head Healer was very good, knowledgeable, and skilled? He had always been a sour-puss back to when Bradford was a student. Emmy asked about the cane, since it looked familiar while you and Aubrey carefully helped the obviously pained Headgirl down stairs and towards the dining hall with Bradford and his wife.

Were told it was just his own, one with an automatic resizing Charm since he had on it since he bought it while attending Hogwarts for a couple of years as a kid after he read Sherlock Holmes and the detective became his childhood hero. Said you were going to get one for Ley like your best male friend had; one that likely had a trick or two to help until Ley was able to cast like she used to. Got a smile from that at least. Asked if you and your Coven wished to take dinner in one of the little rooms reserved for staff and before you could answer, had the limping Headgirl cut you off.

“No, dad. I get why you are offering. But? I need to be back out there. I don’t care if people gawk at me or something; I am going to get looks but I have to get used to them for now. I can take it.”, Ashley said quietly as you approached the dining Hall.

“Ah. I see, sweetheart. You want to spend time with your new friends, your old too, I suppose. Your mom and I shall be fine without the company of a few fine young ladies.”, he said while rubbing his impressively groomed mustache.

“The-they aren’t my friends! The blondes are crazy; evil! Aubrey is… half the library rules are because of her; more just for Jenn.”, she protested. “I want to see Ryan.”

“Dear? We understand wanting to see your brother. I know he only came a couple of times. He loves you though, always; it just hurt him too much to see you so depressed, in pain. You know he is sensitive. But? If these girls weren’t your friends? Why would they be trying to help you? Offering a tool for you until you are better? How would they have convinced my little girl to work on recovering?”, the dark blonde Witch next to Kenneth said before giving the tall girl a hug as you rounded the corner to the dining Hall.

“Because the twins are sadists, momma. Evil. Want to see me try and fail. Suffer.”, the girl said in a barely audible tone

“I really don’t think that is the truth, dearest. Please don’t think like that. But? Why don’t the rest of you head over? I wanted to ask Miss Jennifer about the team for the Cup, some other things.”, the taller man suggested. Your little twin kind of looked back but went with it so she could find the rest of your Coven and a table.

Crap. You knew this did not concern a nerd competition. Once the others had begun to head off, Kenneth came over. Close but not too close. Whispered to you.

>>6327277

“Ahhh… yes, sir. But? I’m not sorry. I couldn’t stand to see her like that. Defeated. Bitter. Helpless. I had to do something to wake her up. I’m not a genius like Macy so that’s what I came up with.”, you responded while looking down some.

Damn it, you didn’t want to leave a second school.

“Miss Jennifer? I will never be okay with my Ashley being harmed. Never. But? At the same time… she is up and out of the Infirmary. Seems to have some hope again. Believes she can have back what that monster stole. Was offered help; said you and others would be teaching her. My girl had barely been eating for the last two days but asked for a second plate after you left. Told me she was going to try because you were stern with her and she wanted to prove Bartly wrong. And? Ashley is no longer thinking of dropping out from the team for the Cup, Quidditch or Ilvermorny altogether. Of worse things. Has some fire back in her eyes, even if they are only embers for now. I do not know what to think, honestly. I want to believe you are good, however.”, and he lightly put his hand on your shoulder.

“Sir. I just want her to be what she was meant to be. Be ready for what Aubrey and I know is coming. Become great, even if she hates me in the end. But? Sir? Kenneth? It will not be fun how I go about making her back into what she was born to be; reforging her. Turning Narsil into Anduriel; Caladbolg to Excalibur. I am going to hurt her to do it; me. Don’t be mad with the others, please. They are just doing what I ask them to do. But? D-did she say other things? That Emmy and I kind of like hurting people if they deserve it. If we need to? It… our ancestry on both sides… we try and keep it in check. But it messes with our emotions some, gives us urges. Some are bad but there are also those I think are good: ones that make us want to protect those younger than us, those weaker, those who are ours, teach them to stand up to life and… Ley is ours now.”

“Little Ashley mentioned some of that, oui. I have known those with that ancestry, Veela, and have seen how it can show up. But? She also… little Ashley has always been truthful, perhaps to a fault. She told me what she said. About you, your parents, sisters; what should happen to you and them. And I think the look I gave her probably hurt more than a couple of light, little slaps. I still am unhappy about her being hit, but there was no long-term harm. I understand being mad at being told that, yet? You still want to help her; are going through the trouble when you never needed to. I am upset Ashley said those things and is insisting you and Miss Emily are Dark, evil. That my little assistant is too when you are trying to help her recover. She only half believes it, I hope. I still spoke with her about it, Miss Jennifer, and what she said. But? What is coming? What do you mean?”, Bradford asked a bit before you made it to the doors to the Dinning area of the Castle.

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Wait.

A couple of light slaps? No mention of how they nearly knocked her off the bed, how you punched her in the gut hard enough to make the injured girl throw up and cry, forced her to walk even with pained tears on her cheeks? That you threatened to kill her if she spoke about your loved ones like she had ever again?

She covered for you?

Maybe there really was hope for her to learn.

“Kenneth? I know people think ‘Brey is crazy. You know she isn’t. She has some odd ideas, sure. But we both feel it. Macy does. Emmy. Cross. Something… things are on their way. Bad things. It is the reason we are teaching people, preparing them and being rough about; so they can have stories for their kids and not obituaries. We don’t know what it is, so I am going to do what I can, as little as it is. As much as the time as we have here will let us.”, you said with a splash of truth poured into a lie like whisky into Irish coffee. Gave the tall Frenchman a determined stare while you felt Emmy think about that tall, dark-haired Ravenclaw Prefect from before for some reason.

Weird.

The man whispered some to himself at your words in French and seemingly forgot that you knew it as well.

“Bad? Is that why someone tried to penetrate the Vault that night? Why my girl was harmed? I’ll kill them then. Any who aided them when I track them down.”, then switched back to slightly accented American. “I see… but I’ll let you join your friends. Coven, as you said. I simply needed to have a talk with you; thank you for helping to get my little girl to try to move forward, at any rate. Oui, Miss Jennifer?”

“Oui. It is nothing; she has people to protect, and I want Ley to be able to do just that, Kenneth.”
The American’s might not know real tea from lake water but they could make, as Cory who sat with John at your table said was ‘a pretty mean pot roast’. Emmy was almost in tears and on her third plate; you enjoyed it but tried to not think about how the cows were probably carnivorous or some other non-sense.

Your Magic cowboy assured you they were mostly normal when you voiced that concern, though he did dig in with new passion while muttering some between bites about ‘taking this you dumb heffer’, softly; something about payback for being headbutted before and breaking a wrist when he hit the ground.

Whatever. The cowboy hated cows.

Maybe some PTSD or something.

You made sure Ashley had at least one plate, gave her some from yours too, eat some delicious apple streusel, then drink a glass of milk after since she would need energy in the morning. Helped her with cutting the meat a few times when her new arm failed to both embarrassment and a grudging gratitude behind her scowl at being treated like a child.

>>6327281

Even the mostly vegetarian Chris was savoring the roast while telling some fun stories regarding Ilvermorny to Michah, Tim, and a small Honduran girl who glared at you between every bite. Giggled some at Anna getting an entire roast, no onions or garlic, rare, to herself since the cooks knew she had a high metabolism and was intolerant of some things ever since she was afflicted with lycanthropy. Almost laughed out loud when it seemed she wanted to just rip into it with her still extended claws, canines. Settled on being polite and used a fork and large horn handled hunting knife she pulled from her belt.

Travis was next to Aubrey at her insistence so she could take him down if he went on the Magic equivalent of a shooting spree, or so she claimed. What really happened was her trying to subtlety help so he didn’t hurt his wounds which made him a little grumpy as he sat directly across from you. Kept an eye on you when he wasn’t squabbling with Aubrey or chastising her for trying to say the glow-N word.

Macy, Aubrey, and the Germans expound over how good the dessert was, presumably, in German some. Had your small best friend show Carl some notes on potion making from a Muggle spiral notebook; asked about how to grow her hair out like Hildy had for some odd reason since she had always kept her own fairly tame lengthwise.

You ended up hit on, alongside Emmy, in a mostly innocent way by Cory who got slapped in the back so hard he almost choked by his “par’ner” as the Texan boy called him, despite John doing the same to Anna and you but in a more polite manner.

Had the book boy, Ryan, look concerned about his sister but smile some at a bit of dark humor mixed with hope she expressed; had Emmy eye him up like she did to the meat on the table. Licked her lips some and not from the savory gravy or amazing vegetables she had even tried. Felt a tad of concern for him even if she already had the Ravenclaw Prefect and little Seeker on the menu; probably a couple of other girls and boys here as side dishes… heh.

Slut-bucket sister, even if you knew she was more reserved and well behaved than she acted. Ah, well. You only get to be pretty teen girls once… well, unless you were mom since when all of you had been made up with matching outfits, she had been mistaken as your other sister more than one time.

Being there with your Coven? New friends? It made you think of dinner back home… well, dinner if you had a larger family. If they hadn’t been murdered. If mom and dad had siblings or tried for more kids. Hardened your resolve to teach what you could to all of them who wished to learn, even if it would hurt, be harsh and cruel doing it. Make sure they could survive; fight back.

Being with them made you feel a tiny bit better about what you would have to do. Warmed the ice in your heart while it lasted.

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After dinner, you all began heading your separate ways. Had Ley hug her dad, mother, and brother before you and the other T-Bird girls helped her towards her Hall while she grumbled about the pain until Macy gave her one of the new cherry flavored Pain Killing potions, which seemed to help even if it made the taller girl wobble some and need an arm under her shoulder a few times. Had your little bespectacled mad scientist say Ashley was to tell no one of the concoction with the conviction in her tone that had been becoming more common as of late.

Were a bit concerned at how much of the heavily regulated brew Macy seemed to have and why despite being the smallest person there it never seemed to really affect her like it did Ley or Travis. Oh well; her blood was probably half Girding, Healing, and Anti-Toxin at this point given how much she loved her craft. She knew what she was doing better than you did.

Hopefully, at least.

Dropped Ley off with another Pukwudgie girl outside their Hall, the same dark-haired one from Quidditch try outs, her friend Soren. Returned to your Hall. Grabbed your favorite pillow and went down to Aubrey’s room in a large tee which went to your mid-thighs, cute and silky underwear, slippers, and little else given you were all girls here.

Your tallest little sis was dressed in something similar but with a blue, Colt branded shirt with small and tight crimson gym shorts on when she got the door. You entered and went into bed with the tall girl, hugged ‘Brey some; enjoyed getting to feel her fairly large, perky breasts against you through the tee, her head on your shoulder while she kept apologizing for punching you earlier.

You tried to assure her it was okay, that you still cared about her, loved your little adoptive sister. But? Taking that hit and not letting her break her hand, saying you didn’t want to hurt her? That you would protect the odd teen girl instead? It might have been the best decision possible if you were actively intent on manipulating her.

Right then, Aubrey seemed so much more child-like with you in her bed and form curled up against you instead of cold and focused like when she fought at your side. She was no longer bold and confident; Aubrey was just a 16-year-old girl who took on far too much responsibility and was afraid of no longer having her new friends, of what was happening. Terrified, just like you, of the future and felt like she had failed. Almost begged you and God for forgiveness so she could keep you; a source of affirmation and approval in her life. A friend. A sister.

She even went so far as to offer to let you hit her as much as you wanted for a few minutes with an expanding baton she had to make it even for her breaking a handful of bones in your face.

You absolutely refused.

Reminded her it was your job to protect her. Keep her safe as her big sister; not hurt her or punish her.

Never.

>>6327286

Had the pretty Prefect come to your chest, the little that was there, and cry some; heard her say she loved you and the others over and over like she was using the spell for Cursed wounds. That she loved her old friends. Mother, father, brother. Ilvermorny. Being a Witch.

A couple of soft, silent tears escaped at her being so desperate that it hurt in an almost physical way. Still? You needed to be strong, had to be for her and the rest; there wasn’t room for tears. You were going to probably hurt her in training and the League but that was a different Beast entirely versus just beating Aubrey with a steel stick because she made a mistake when angry, uncertain, confused, and scared; she likely had issues with her sorting emotions and thoughts, kind of like you and Emmy could have... shit.

But?

Mom and daddy had never even spanked you or Em, believed it was barbaric; you inherited those beliefs even if you and your twin were beginning to accept, understand that you and her did like hurting people, making them fear you, as long as they deserved it. The tanned and thin girl you held did not deserve it. Not at all.

No.

You could never hurt her; not like she asked. Not ever.

It was a train of thought too disturbing to focus on when you were holding and comforting a lonely, somewhat broken but kind and strong girl in your arms.

So?

To keep your mind off how deeply sad and isolated Aubrey must be to even suggest letting someone beat her like a rug if they would still be her friend?

You just kept stroking the cute grey-brown mop on her head to contented, relieved sighs of happiness; gladness for when you made her get that it was alright she gave you a couple of love-taps and you would still be there for her, her home. Forgave her. Still were her sister. Wouldn’t make her do anything to be kept around.

‘Brey snuggled in closer and hugged you tighter, kissed you once which you returned before she starting to nod off from relief. She had the night off so it would be a nice bit of rest for her. She deserved it.

10% Gayification of Aubrey achieved!

You fell asleep soon after; had to wake up and sooth Aubrey a few times when she began twitching, lightly calling out, crying some from nightmares but you didn’t mind. Honestly? Seeing someone as strong, scary, and bold as your new adoptive sister so vulnerable and getting to really be a big sister to her, be someone she latched onto made you feel certain things. Made you question if Macy being dependent on you and Emmy for a few years was part of why you loved the little genius so much. Caused you to hug Aubrey tight to drive away those thoughts. Softly sang a little lullaby to her that you recalled from childhood which your mom would sing to you and Emmy since both of you were terrified of lightning and thunder as little girls. Not 100% appropriate for right now but you knew the song by heart.

>>6327287

Your singing voice might not be as good as mom’s but it still calmed Aubrey and brought her back into untroubled slumber. Made you feel warmth in your heart around the ice to be able to help her.

Aubrey’s Lullaby: https://youtu.be/Dslen0lIUYA?si=F17y9xzH71uZcucT

As you fell back into slumber, you recalled Macy when she was on the train; her wanting you to hold her then, and received so much affection from her. Felt so happy when she relied on you, showed you trust. It made you question why you adopted people as you went into dreamless darkness.


A loud tinny ringing woke you while it was still dark outside of Aubrey’s window as she rolled over to grab her wand and gun before you calmed her down. Hugged her while sitting in bed and kissed her on her head before exiting her eclectically decorated room to get ready to train some kids and Ley before classes. Would be heading to Michah’s Q-Pot tryouts after. Explore and maybe find another friend or two until it was time for dueling you supposed while Emmy practiced with her new team; try and find a shared time to see if that roll of old parchment you took along with the necklace had anything useful before you handed the blackened silver triquetra to daddy.

Went to get a cup of the lake water they called tea. Got ambushed by the who seemed to work as the unofficial postmaster for the Hall who said you and your sister had received packages and letters. Macy as well; small boxes for all three of you from Professor Jamie and ones from your mom and daddy.

Woke up your sleepy head of a sister who had cocooned herself in blankets and sheets. Started to get changed after rousing Macy as well.

Decided from a Sickle flip on how to dress today; let your littler little sis know so she could match if she wanted to.

Put on tight white athletic tops that showed your navels and the little silver navel piercing both you and Em had with sports bras under, too short slightly pleated tennis skirts which thankfully had a covering for your under-bits built in since Em did not feel like panties today. Some cute white sneakers; your wand and gun holsters on loose belts. Enchanted gloves and then did one another’s hair up in sloppy buns. No make-up since you were going to shower after training. When you met back up, Macy was dressed in mostly white or light-colored sportswear including a very cute LuLu Lemon jacket you wanted now while Aubrey was in full Ilvermorny gear plus her ‘normal’ arsenal. Smiled and hugged all of them before heading for a quick stop at the mail room.

There? There were a few packages and letters for you, your twin, and Macy. A couple were just nice letters from friends you had at Hogwarts but alongside those were two large boxes, a couple of leather sacks from your parents. Three small boxes from Aubrey’s dad.

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The sacks were filled with the money you had sent over to help cover the expense of the items you two asked for with a tiny note in both from daddy that said he may have added a few extra Galleons for being so kind. To not tell mom.

Heh. Silly daddy.

Professor Jamie’s?

Each had a soft vest with Velcro attachments for the sides, a couple of straps to adjust them with on the shoulders; the old bullet and knife resistant vests Aubrey had used when smaller. You really had no clue how to work them and were already dressed, so you would store them for now; Aubrey offered to take them to your rooms. Show you how to wear them later, which got her a little kiss on the cheek from you and Em. A hug from Macy. While she ran off with the three vests, you began on the other packages.

>Jenn, Emmy, And Macy received bullet and stab resistant body armor! Aubrey is now wearing hers regularly again and her level lV plates when it is dangerous! Provides a +2 to battle rolls. Will negate a single pistol caliber, cutting spell, or bladed attack, with caveats, by turning one of the opposed rolls to a failure, though after it provides no bonuses until repaired/replaced. Aubrey’s super vest provides significantly more protection.

In the first box, one from mom to Emmy? A note sitting on top of a very nice-looking broom with Nimbus 3000 engraved on a small brass plate on the front. The letter from mom insisted she had just gotten a good deal on a like-new, refurbished one from the shop she used at a deep discount, given she was a good customer… Emmy called BS on that; she was part Slytherin and mom was but a naïve former ‘Puff. This was brand new and after a quick check? Custom, with speed limiting Charms removed and one to make the bristles look like they were on fire along with some minor modifications.

Silly mom; trying to hoodwink a girl who was shooting for the pro leagues now and daddy’s daughter.

Your sister re-boxed the very pricey gift for your new little brother with moist eyes, conjured a small bow for it too.

The other box from them had a couple dozen vials of Murad scar cream, a short note once more saying you we kind girls and asking that you not need any for yourselves in the near future, which made you smile.

Then there was a letter from daddy saying he could pop over and meet you around 5PM, American time so you could hand off Gormlaith’s necklace today, which should work. It also asked you to be safe; he had heard about Ilvermorny being breached Friday morning. Promised hugs when you met up and made your eyes a touch misty.

>>6327290

>I need 3 people to roll 1d2. If there are more 1s she declined, will always be available for weekly activities. If 2s win she accepted, will have limited access to the Restricted section, make some friends, but won’t be available to help study, brew, or research every week

>Lets go ahead and get the roll other rolls done with too

>So basically 3 people roll 3d100, first die for singing, next for Michah’s Q-Pot, and last for research then 3 people 1d2 like I asked; I will add modifiers. Feel free to roll for both, then we will get to the week. You had a good roll for stuff happening so yay, no more crazy for a few days… maybe a little crazy, but good exploration/making friends at least. (Singing bonuses; +5 for choir, +5 for inheriting Nymeria’s skill, +2 for Veela blood) (Michah’s Q-Pot: +5 from high quality gear, +4 from being trained by Anna some, +2 for intelligence, +2 from Tim’s lucky friendship bracelet), (Research: +15 for Macy assisting, +5 for additional help from Aubrey.)

>Singing has no DC but over 100 will get you something

>Q-Pot has a rolling DC of 75 to make second string, 85 to get on the main team, 95 for the little kid to find out she is a prodigy even if small, 100 and pro teams might try and recruit her then and there for when she graduates. The last 2 grant a bonus if she ever fights by your side and the last 1 grants a trait as well

>Research adds to your total score with mile-stones to figure things out.

>At the end of the week you and your companions will get your weekly passive bonuses from Dueling, Quidditch, International Wizarding Cup practice, etc.

OOC: Sorry. I’ve been ill with some pneumonia, had to deal with health issues my mom had, then work a ton, and rewrote this like 3 times b/c I wasn’t happy with it.

That is odd

Here is the link to the archive with all the threads:

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Ilvermorny%20Quest

Guess I left something out when archiving it.

This should be first line of:

>>6327278


>“Young scholar? When I spoke with my girl? She said you had slapped some sense into her. Literally.”


Fuck, I should not do this when I haven't slept all night

>>6327290

>Add this as the last bit. Just wrote it out.


Finally, from David… it was a cane. No. Not a cane; his. A note saying it was quicker this way, that he didn’t really need it, the girl was about his size. Maybe smaller but it was probably a good fit. He would upgrade to one with even more tricks. That he claimed to his parents this one was stolen when he left it outside of a restroom when out. A promise to see you and Emmy soon as well as instructions on how to work it… well that would explain why there were a couple of magazines with miniature shotgun shells in the package as well and why a huge blade was in its top.

“Jeez, Jenn. David really does spoil us. No clue how much this cost but the answer is probably if you have to ask, you can’t afford it. That is goblin silver and real as well.”, you little twin laughed out.

“Well? What else are big brothers for aside from spoiling their cute little sisters and opening stuck jars? Besides, he probably still has a bit of a thing for you, Emmy.”

“Huh. Could be. Might give it another shot someday; being rich enough to buy you if we got married would be amusing. Doubt the in-laws would like you much, though.”, and you mirror image smiled some while you laughed.

As ‘Brey geeked out over the “James Bond cane”, you just grinned. Ley might still hate you but showing this off and giving it to her was going to be fun.


Fuck I am sorry. I am still kind of fucked up from being ]I will wait a couple of days to see if I am no longer retarded while waiting for votes.

Not being able to delete posts past 5 minutes is retarded.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6327291
dude, these rolls...woooh! i think you wrote this in the weirdest way possible, but if i understand this correctly, we need...:
>3 1D2´s
>then 3 3D100´s (each result being for the different activities mentioned)
>AND THEN another 3 1D2´s?

Im gonna roll these, but you need to figure out a simpler way to ask for rolls, this might cause some confusion later on.

First roll: 1D2

Rolled 97, 84, 15 = 196 (3d100)

Next roll: 3D100´s

Rolled 2 (1d2)

last roll: 1D2?

>>6327841

Yeah I could have figured a better way to word that. Going to blame lack of sleep.

I really meant the 3 d100s and 3d2s. That second 1d2 you rolled was unneeded. Should have not said the 3d2 in two separate places. Live and learn.

At any rate, so far it looks like so far Jenn could have a side gig as a singer, Michah is a little protégé, and research is stalling some. Still up in the air if Macy take the position since I am only counting the 1st roll for that decision

Just got off so going to g check your stuff out.

Thank you for the rolls and valid criticism

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6327291

Rolled 54, 90, 44 = 188 (3d100)

>>6327291

Rolled 39 + 12 (1d100 + 12)

>>6327866

Shit. Michah really could make it in the pro leagues. Fuck, Jenn really is a Seer since she told Timmy she probably could.

Just for fun, let's see how Emmy stacks up to her sis singing-wise.

Rolled 74, 30 + 12 = 116 (2d100 + 12)

>>6327873

I am dumb.

>>6327874

So good but when you come at the queen, you best come prepared.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6327291
I don't know how these dice work.

Rolled 42, 80, 19 = 141 (3d100)

>>6327291
but I will roll anyway and do it wrong and fuck everything up forever

So I am calling it for:

Singing (Jenn): 109. Higher than 100 so she gets a trait and has a voice like an angel.

Singing (Emmy) 92. Good but Jenn showed why she is the big sister, even if her little twin takes more after her mom, who might as well be Snow White

Michah's Quodpot: 103. Scouts are going to be coming up to her. It will be a good year for Horned Serpent. She gains a bonus in fight alongside you and a good Trait

Research: 64, for a total of 181/250. Not quite enough to get another milestone but may find an interesting lead + a small bonus to your history as well as your Coven's

We already have 2 2s out of 3 rolls for Macy becoming a student librarian, so a 3rd roll won't matter unless someone wants to roll the last one for fun. Another 2 might do something, nothing big, but might make it cooler. IDK yet.

I will write up the next week, one which should be fairly calm and have good results due to prior Kektus's earlier 97 regarding exploration and making friends/connections.

Good stuff all around, and you are close to the 2/3 research milestones regarding research on Ilvermorny and its defenses.


Good rolls in a HP Quest? CERN must have fucked with the time-line again.

Just for fun, here are Macy and Aubrey's singing rolls, no mods. First 3 MayMay, second 'Brey's

>>6327926
>>6327928
uff, double fuck up and in a row none the less, that stings

Rolled 67, 51, 69, 6, 9, 55 = 257 (6d100)

>>6327926

>>6327929
I am dumb and a little drunk

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>>6327930

So I am ruling that Macy is okay at singing songs a touch lewd and Aubrey is a little tone-deaf even if she has very, very good hearing.

>>6327930
>>6327932

Alright. Been writing. Fixed a little fuck up with some math for Emmy's singing when I rolled for her b/c of no sleep and booze; still enough for a small bonus to singing and a minor trait; no real difference.

Also, 3/3 for Macy to become a student librarian, not 2/3, here:

>>6327841
>>6327865
>>6327909

Will do something for that.


Other stuff should be good.

Also realized, Macy got a 69 followed by 'Brey getting a 6 followed by a 9. Going to have to do something with that.

Basically, I am an idiot and need to start keeping a little spiral note-pad and pencil again.

My O key is fucking up so fuck me and my already sloppy spelling and grammer.

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On the way out, Macy stopped you.

“Hey, Jenn. Emmy. I thought about Mister Bradford’s offer to be a student librarian, and Jenn? I’m going to take it. Be a student librarian, part-time at least for the summer; you said there was something important in the restricted section. I can get us in. Look around, check out books not in the super restricted part with the dangerous stuff in it. Maybe he will let me check Most Potente Potions or Webster Boot’s own annotated text out, get what I can for Coven that you want. Anything that might help us; let me help us. Be more useful to you, Jenn.”, the small olive toned genius told you softly while looking down some and yet with steel in her tone; conviction.

“Oh Merlin. Macy? You are already doing more than your share; you don’t need to be ‘useful’; you are my best friend. Little sis. More than enough!”, you protested with a tight hug around her small frame. “You don’t have to do a thing you don’t want, so I love you, I-“

And she just shook her head; looked up with perfect light emerald eyes and a little smile.

“I do, Jenn; I know you, Em, David love me. But I have to keep you all safe. Do what I can, and I can do this. I’ve already made my mind up. So, please be okay with it. I’ll get to see all sorts of cool tomes too; a win-win by my accounting. I might not always be around to brew with you or study. Not as much as I want but I can manage at least this for us. Will you do something for me though?”, she quietly asked.

“O-oh, of course, MayMay. And… you never need my permission if you want to do something. What is it little sis?”, was all you could say while fighting soft, grateful tear drops back.

“Just think about the Cup, will you? Joining. Ask Em and ‘Brey to think on it some, too. Please? I missed you all when we kind of grew apart, even if I finally understood you wanted me to spread my wings some, grow because you loved and cared about me. Deal?”

“Deal. I still can’t promise but… yeah little sis. Quick little kiss to seal the deal?”, and tried to smile for the pretty 14-year-old.

“Yep. Here, bend down a little.”, and got a little chaste peck; were s proud of here being the one to initiated that. Making big choices for herself. “I’ll see you in a minute. ‘Brey mentioned she wanted to talk in that same study room from before for a second. I’ll carry Ley’s present, but let you give it to her. We are running early anyway; no more fights, though. Love you, sis.”

“Ohhhh… you knew.”

“I am pretty smart; you seemed okay. But? If she ever touches you again? I’ll kill her. Let her know that. So, no fights.”


“Promise. Love you, little dork.”, and were a little frightened by Macy’s tone and how her eyes looked just then. A little turned on as well so kind of odd; still, assertive Macy was pretty hot.

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>>6329973

You found your tallest little sister sitting, waiting when you arrived.

“So… are we going to have another talk, second biggest little sis?”

“Yeah. Not like that. No, never like that again, never ever again, Jenn.”, and got tackled into a hug and had your head pushed in to the bustier girl’s chest through light athletic gear with her wearing colorful sneakers which had given her another damn inch on you. Felt a couple of warm splashes on your shoulder through the short, tight top you had on. “I remember having nightmares and every time I woke up? I had you stroking my hair, scratching my neck, hugging me tight. Saying it would be okay… even after I hurt you. Lost Faith.”, the strong but seemingly very lonely Witch gently whispered into your ear.

“I might have my destiny alongside Em. Macy. David. You, Aubrey Thompson. I have a task, but you have one too… a fate and it is important. You are important. Will help so many in a few years; be the best Auror ever. Oppose the Dark, save people. Be the best Prefect in Ilvermorny’s history in the meantime. I have to protect you because my little sis is a precious gift to the Magical World.”

“Of course you want to protect me; will. Be there and strong when I am not. Because… I know what you are. Who. What Em is. But, before that? Why did you move into that punch? I really could have killed you, Jenn. A little harder and the shield wouldn’t have mattered.”

“But it wasn’t. And? Why? ‘Brey, I saw it beforehand. Knew. Your eyes were going to go bad for a second and you would miss; they did, right?”, you said as soothingly as you could.

“Y-yeah, they did... Of course, you’d know so-“

“So, you would have hit the wall. Shattered your hand, wrist worse than I did to Gwen’s and snapped your forearm in half. Been weeping on the floor. Might not ever fully recover, even with Magic healing. You are going to need your wand hand for what you are meant for. Have control. And mercy, at times. And, you didn’t go as hard as you could; showed how even angry, scared, confused, uncertain. You are compassionate. Care. Had remorse after.”

“Y-you… you really are… I knew it… the last nightmare was the worst; Jess dead, Travis, Cassie, Chris, Anna, all my new family and old. But you were singing to me when I started waking. Jenn? Big sister? It was the most beautiful voice I have ever heard, when you were singing that lullaby for me and cradling me. Angelic. There weren’t any more nightmares; only warmth after.”, Aubrey said in awe it seemed with her gray eyes locked onto your own green circled baby-blue.

“Ah. You were awake? And mom has a better voice…”

>>6329974

“I didn’t want you to stop so I acted mostly asleep. I’ve never listened to your mom’s singing but yours’s was the prettiest voice I ever have. Before I finish up and we go teach, c-can you sing something for me? Please? D-do you know ‘Will The Circle Be Unbroken’, maybe? It’s my favorite hymnal. Grandma used to sing it with me, before she passed.”, ‘Brey asked in a longing tone, like a kid might. And… you had only been to church a few times out of curiosity from you and the family, heard Cash sing it before on the radio but… what were the odds that was one of a few songs like that you recalled?

Odd.

Unlikely.

Doable.

Aubrey’s Hymn: https://youtu.be/9F1l6xXLSI0?si=dshfc3ojKLnfsqAV

“Sorry if it wasn’t that good. It’s been a while since I’ve listened to that one., ‘Brey.”, you said with a little pink on your barely freckled but otherwise parchment paper toned cheeks.

“N-no. No. It was perfect. You have saved my life at least three times already with the others, were hurt to keep me from hurting myself. I know David will be just as amazing when I meet him, if he was so brave he saved your life. You can see ahead, use it for good. Fought the Dark. Warned that I needed to be ready. Saved Travis with a little help. Struck down wicked men and women but gave them a chance at redemption. Protected the little ones with me; are teaching, preparing them for what we know is coming. Reforging Ash into what God meant for her to be. You, Em, Macy, and your David are giving with no expectation to be repaid; material possessions, time, effort, knowledge; hope. Fighting to keep the Wand from the hands of Evil, want it not for power but to oppose a calamity. You are all angels. You and Emmy most of all; you’re their General though, Jenn. Leader. Mine, big sis.”, Aubrey almost cried as she spoke.

“They are good people, even if I am not. Its not like I am special, not really. Just trying to do what I think is right… and you know I have urges; Emmy and I both. We like hurting people. Are vain. Shallow. Prideful. Will be all but torturing our students; hardly like an angel.”, you kind of stammered out while Aubrey was kneeling before you with pretty, wide eyes behind large round lenses meeting your green circled pair.

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“No. You have your reasons. And God did not make his Angels to be perfect; He made them for their appointed tasks. You have yours. You and your twin truly are Angels, Jenn. Capital ‘A’. Ones sent to protect the children, Salazar’s wand, the School, America. The World. Oppose the Dark. And… watch over me, as prideful as that must sound. You’re my Guardian Angels, aren’t you? Literal Angels. I know that is why we met in that robe shop some random afternoon, became friends… why you and your other half became sisters to a freak like me. Why He put you and Emmy here when he did, when all this started happening. Why you have forgiven me even though I have hurt you twice now. Why you and her would keep me safe even if I did stupid, dangerous crap, help guide me to do the right things, the thing necessary… and I know I don’t deserve it. You and her.”, and there was complete certainty in every word; no metaphor about it.

Aubrey… the way she was looking at you? How she sounded? The wetness in her eyes? She… she thought you and your twin were actual fucking Angels, didn’t she? Guardian Angels. Stop and dot.

Merlins’s… fuck you don’t even know.

“ ‘Brey? I mean, that is the nicest compliment we have ever received, but we’re just 16-year-old girls in over our heads-“, you tried to say calmly while still keeping the odd girl in your arms when she interrupted.

“What is your middle name, Jenn? What is Emmy’s? Please? If we are sisters?”

“I-we-we don’t really lik-“

“Please? This one little thing?”

“I-okay. Michaela. Gabriela. After daddy’s dad, Michael. Mom own dad, Gabriel...”, you admitted; neither of you really cared for the names. “Aubrey? I think Emmy and I would know if we were Angels, let along your Guardian Angels. Sorry; think you picked the wrong horses to bet on.”

“Just like you would know if you were a True Seer before last month? Maybe not knowing is exactly what you needed to know, Jenn. I know God listens to all our prayers, but He really answered mine. Friends, sisters, a real pair of Angels to watch my back and help guide me.”, she countered with a happy, slightly tear stained smile.

Wait; those words were awfully familiar; similar to what a 10-year-old vaguely evil version of you had said before…

“O-okay. Let's just table this for now, kay, “Brey. I need to talk with Emmy; we are trying to protect people; guard them. That means you; all our brothers and sisters. The little ones. I am doubtful we are actual Angels but… if it helps my little sister to think of us like that? For now? Gives her strength and courage? I can accept it, at least until I speak with my other half. Just don’t expect any miracles; don’t try to start some religion or something, okay? And don’t just do what we request because of it for right now; ever, no matter what we decided to think about it.”

>>6329978

“Yeah. Yeah of course. But even if you just completely deny it? I think a part of me will still think about you two like my Guardian Angels just like you are my big sisters, even if we aren’t related. Just… consider it some. That’s all I want; I know I have strange beliefs. Ideas, but-“, Macy said, still seeming sure in her convictions.

“But nothing. What you believe is all up to you; I love you all the same. However, we have kids to teach and a crippled girl to abuse.”, you just sighed out. You could deal with this after training, class, Michas Q-Pot try outs, and the League which you would help with since Travy still needed to recover. You would try and get some exploration in. Maybe see about finding the hook-up at the school to get more of the special ingredient for your and Macy’s first original potion. Finish up with homework and research in the Library if not today, sometime this week. Figure out what to think about Aubrey’s beliefs. See what Emily thought.

Regardless, you would let Emmy and Macy know about this; Em that Aubrey might act a bit more odd than normal around her. See what they though should be done before making a choice about the whole Angel thing Aubrey had in her head., since it involved Emmy too.

Had Aubrey run to go put on her heavy weight, high strength vest with plates that could stop sniper rifle rounds while you jogged out t meet with the others.

Quickly gave Macy and your twin a short version and asked them to just play it cool for now with the whole Angel thing; got slightly perplexed looks as others filtered in. The young kids with Michah holding Timmy’s hand and Maria looking sour in all black athletic gear. Cory, sans hat with John’s cute little brother, his lil’ par’ner, in tow. A limping Ley escorted by ‘Brey and the dark-haired girl from before, Soren, the later of whom left after hugging her friend. Surprisingly?

Anna and Chris; the former was barely dressed so you got a good view of her impressive chest and was shoe-less so her black claws were exposed; Vu with his signature sun-hat and Magic machete.

Even more so? Hildy with her stupid large chest and staff and wand, a tired look on her face but a small smile. And… the girl from Friday with dark hair who shuffled in; seemed more interested in grass than anything else given how her vision seemed fixed on it. Asked if she was still allowed to come too like you had said a few days prior.

“Mandy? We accept anyone into this dojo as long as they are willing to work hard, teach what they know, show respect, and in your case? Show remorse; apologize to both Timmy and his girlfriend. As long as they accept it, you are welcome to learn from myself and your other Senesis.”, you instructed with the others seeming to defer to you and the strict tone you used with her.

>>6329979

“I-I… I’m sorry for helping to hurt you before. Went along with it again, Timothy. I’m sorry, Michah; I know you won’t forgive me but w-will you let me be here? Me and Gwen, I don’t think we are really going to hang out much anymore. It’s not an excuse but she was one of my only friends; her and her clique. I’ll try and make it up somehow.”, the midnight-haired girl about Macy’s age kind of muttered out. Had the young crimson-haired girl give her an angry look until the small boy said he forgave her with his adoptive sister grunting then getting a “Thank You”.

Finally? A jerkily moving Travis Blackthorn levitating a lawn chair he began too sit in before being helped by ‘Brey and having a large pillow conjured behind him.

“Huh. Kind of surprised to see you here, Travy, especially still injured.”, you noted with ‘Brey next to you with her arms crossed.

“And I’m surprised word about you teaching these kids and others how to be ruthless; kill and hurt people spread so fast. Wonder how that happened.”, he countered between sips of water from a blue and cranberry ochred water bottle. “Quite the little Dark army you are putting together, Jenn, ‘Brey. He finished while Emmy lead the ‘class’ through some stretches to warm up. You may have zoned out for a second, considering Hilda didn’t really need to limber up since she was easily touching her toes and giving you a very pleasant view of her round if perky rear in her tight gym shorts.

“Oh, of course Blackthorn is here Jenn; he needs to keep an eye on the people we are assembling to oppose him, his army of Darkness, and his Glow-Nigger masters. Well, if you are going to spy on us? You are going to work too. Rule of our Dojo; nothing that would compromise your injuries for our showdown but you will be helping, learning so I have a challenge.”, Aubrey said as you giggled some at Cory trying to impress Hildy by mimicking her but only managed to fall on his face. “And I told you not to say things about my big sister like that! She is not you after all. She is a guardian, a protector; we are showing them to fight back, survive against the likes of you or hordes of giant bugs, dog-men, whatever other creatures joining your cause!”

“Sure. I’ll never pass up a chance to show up my nemesis and her Dark Master, learn her little tricks; turn your students when they realize which is the winning team. And, if you recall, one of those Dark creatures is why I have to sleep on my stomach for now.”

“Uhg. Get a room, you two. That does remind me; have something for you.”, and you ran over and retrieved a small box and handed it off. Travy looked at it like it was a nail bomb but still opened it to a couple containers of Murad scar cream. “Our Magic might not fix the scars you will have but don’t count the No-maj out; two to three times a day and you will barely notice them in a few months. Same as LeyLey is getting. ‘Brey will help you put it on for now, got it?”

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>>6329980

“J-Jenn! I’m what?! I don’t want to see Dark Lord Blackthorn without a shirt, see him squirm as I push it in, rub it on his tight muscles that he only got by eating kittens and bunnies alive!”, Aubrey said just a bit too loudly and got a couple of stares.

“What she said! ‘Brey is probably going to mix it with fish paralyzer or something!”

“To bad. Anyway, sis? We got here early but time to hand the other stuff out. You give Ley her cream, I’ll do her cane and you can show her how to work it’s tricks, Em can give that cute kid his box; I can feel her about to go nuts at waiting. We’ll call you up when we need you, Travy.”, you said, commanded, really. Made it over to Emmy helping the littler kids; offered to let her hand off the custom Nimbus 3000 to Timmy first, which she appreciated. Retrieved the nice wooden case with a small blue and cranberry bow on the top and called him over; Michah was naturally attached to his hand but the others were curious as well, even Ley who Hilda and Amanda had been holding and helping stretch out despite the pained tears in her eyes; Macy handed off a small cherry pain killing potion which helped as she supported herself with her dad’s old cane, her brow already damp with sweat.

Had Tim take the package. Open it and soft silent tears start running down his cheeks almost instantly as he cradled the brand new lightly mahogany shaded wood of the high-end broom with his name on the small bronze plate on its front under the title Nimbus 3000 NW Custom. Michah had to all but hold him up for a few seconds before he ran up and hit your sister like a cute little dark haired Bludger and hugged her with all his strength with his head pressed into her chest. Sobbed some.

“E-emmy! Coach! Big sis… t-thank-thank you so, so, so much. It’s so beautiful, so perfect!”

“You’re welcome, kiddo. You deserve it; I just want you to fly like you were always meant to. Has the same bristle enchantments mine does but in black and white. Don’t say it to loud around Professor Lear but… no speed limiting Charms. No arresting either, so learning to make a good Slow Fall is on the syllabus next; until Macy teaches you, you can use mine. I know you liked the 3000 series when you borrowed that 7th year Chaser’s. Mom got a like new one on discount-”, and Emmy just beamed while stroking the kid’s hair with Michah holding him from behind, head pressed into his small back.

“Stop. This is brand new; a custom! It i-is way too much. Way more than I deserve, can ever pay back. A-and the handle… it-s signed b-by Noctessa Whiteacre, the “Midnight Meteor” … ahhhh, arhuggg. Number 69 of 100 ever made like her own, signed by her. Ah,ahah,ah! This is, this is worth a fortune. Emily!”, the little kid bawled out while John’s little brother asked why that was she important.

>>6329981

“Matthew? She is the Seeker for the Bats. Best Seeker in the world; supposed to be the reason Viktor Krum retired once she made it to the Pro Circuit. Fastest Witch alive, supposedly. Notoriously private; why only 100 of these custom signed guys were ever made, tuned for smaller players to take advantage of their superior acceleration.”, Ley said.

"Oh wow.”

“Caught me. She did get a great deal though; she is her shop’s best customer who isn’t Pro. There is a little note from me and mom and one from the legend herself for whoever earned this girl.”

“Amazing… can I try her out really quick? ”

“That should be okay?," Emmy asked and got a positive nod from 'Brey, so Timmy summoned it up to his hand and mounted the slightly too large broom which resized just a hair.

“So cool… alright, here I go!”, the boy shouted after gulping down a Slow Fall; when he took off? He was a black-haired blur, had reached a good altitude in mere seconds! Began pushing the tuned beast to its limit with the bristles catching on a dark focused black fire as he showed off how nimble he could be. Nailed tight, sharp turns that should be impossible at that speed, performed rolls fast enough it almost made you nauseated, complex 3D loops before maxing it out in straight dashes. Copied Em’s Pugachev's Cobra even.

You weren’t positive but you think he might have even been quicker than your sister, for Merlin’s sake! Finally, he decelerated and brought her down to the ground and had an ear-to-ear grin and wind-swept hair.

“That’s… was like nothing I have ever felt! That you so much!”, the young boy shouted out when you noticed Michah looking down, a couple of small tears falling to the grass while she stood back. You couldn’t stand to see the cute, cheerful if shy girl like that, so you walked over, grabbed a tiny damp hand and whispered to her.

“Hey, kiddo? Come with me for a second. Just the two of use while everyone is distracted.”, lips in a razor-thin smile. All you got was a slight nod while leading her over to some trees. Then, kneeling in from of her so you could meet her leaf green eyes said, “I think I have a good idea, but I can’t stand t see my littlest sister, my apprentice crying; will you tell your big sister about it?”

“Haugh, huagh… you saw how happy Timothy was just now. How much he was hugging your twin. She had his head right against her boobs… I don’t have any and she is so much better looking than me. Gave him a kiss before, a cap from his favorite player… he has like 3 Krum posters back home. A broom I could never afford in 100 years. Has money. Can speak well. Fly and play on the field together. She… Tim isn’t going to want me anymore, love me if he has her; you. I can’t give him nice stuff or-or anything else. So, I’m going to lose him. Ahhh, ahh!”, the sweet little girl revealed what you suspected while softly sobbing. Poor thing, just a kid; she doesn’t get it. How love really is. That she can give him things even Malfoy couldn’t buy.

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>>6329982

“Michah. Sweet-heart? You are beautiful, kind. To smart to think this way. Yeah, Timmy is ours now; a little brother. An apprentice like you are mine. But you can’t buy love. He loves the same game, his new broom but he wants to make you proud; said he doesn’t think he deserves you and there are things you can give him better than a whole fucking castle. He said he loves you. He is your boyfriend in all but name, even if it might feel weird because he is your adoptive brother too; he said he would die for you, Michah. And there is something you can give him right now better than any broom or hat; ask him for real. Kiss him because he is a shy one. I’ll help set it up in a second.”, and you stroked her hair and softly sang a little ditty.

Angelic Voice Active! One Feature revealed! You can calm and sooth those who can hear you! General Jenn activated: you share your Brave quality!

“I-I don’t know if-if I am that brave. And I don’t know how. To kiss, or stuff.”, the crimson-haired girl said shyly.

“You are brave. We have a couple of seconds; Tim offered to take Ley for a quick ride to get her confidence back some on a broom I heard. I am going to give you a crash course on kissing.”

“But were girls! That’s forbidden love!”

“I’m part Veela and French. My other sisters give little chaste, sisterly one to each other all the time; even to my big brother a couple of times like when he threw us an amazing birthday party last year. It doesn’t mean anything bad or romantic; just practice for the one you are giving your first real one to. Okay? You trust me, right? I’m not going to force you, sweet-heart. Hurt you.”, you cooed out.

“I-I do you. You protected him. Me. O-okay. I’ll try. It won’t make me not like boys any more, right?”, she asked with some pink on her cheeks.

“Hahaha! No, we are so far down the line we don’t really have aphrodisiac saliva anymore… though I have made Aubrey like a tiny gay, maybe. That might just be her though. Here, I’ll go first. Come in, turn your head a little, watch your cute little nose; just let me press lips against yours, push back a little, lips opened a tiny bit. Keep your eyes open and on mine. Ready?”, you asked while lightly holding a hand behind her head, against her soft short locks.

“Ummhum.”

So you went in slowly, pressed your lips against hers, adjusted a little and held it for a second or two.

“You did good! See? Not scary; not erotic or weird, right? Just some practice and showing that I care about my little apprentice. I-I didn’t do anything you didn’t want, right?”, you asked the cute little thing with face nearly as red as her hair.

“N-no.It was, I don’t know? Fun? I get why people do it, it does make you feel special; accepted. Loved. You are perfect and your lip gloss tastes good, Sensei Coach Jenn. I liked it.”

>>6329983

“You’ll like it even more when it’s that cute boy you are planting a smooch on instead of me, heh. I have some extra tubes of the lip stuff. Some other make-up Em and I will give you. Us and Anna will show you how to bring out those cute little features. But? Your turn now, since you will be initiating, I imagine. So same as before. Use your hand you help with their head; press in, lip open some, hold it how long it seems they want it. When you are more used to it, using some tongue is nice too; might be early for that though.”, and smiled as she returned the favor; she was a little awkward but not bad, not hesitant. Held it maybe a little longer but was smiling at the end.

“Good for your second time! I’ll give you some set up, I am pretty good at knowing what is going to happen; you’ll know when to ask and give him his first real smooch. Ready, kiddo?”

“Y-yeah. I think Coach Sensei Jenn. T-thank you and Sensei Em so much.”, and the two of you stood up and exited the cover of the trees and shrubbery.

“Oh course; your our little sister, part of the Coven It is my job to protect and help you. And you cute as a button, so that helps! Ha!”


Back in the corner of the lawns your class claimed, ‘Brey was helping Lel off the back of Timmy’s new, kick-ass broom after a couple of quick laps of the field and nearby lake. She was shaky but with a grin, a small one at least on her pale face.

“Hey, y’all missed LeyLey get to fly again with our cute little bro Jenn.”

“Sorry. Michah needed some big sister advice and tips ton kicking Mary’s butt later.”, you cackled out

“Maria, cabron!”

“Sensei Cabron, Mary. How was it, Ley? Oh yeah. Have a couple of things for you in a minute before we get started with laps, exercise, target practice, new spells, and defense practice.”

“Yep, Ley. Can’t wait to see your face, ha!”, Em cackled out.

“It was… nice being in the air again. Timothy is great and that broom is something else, even if my Firebolt RT is still the best. And, I know you just wanted me to see what it was like again to torture me, Sensei Psycho-Bitch; show me what I lost.”, the ashy haired 7th year told you with a bit of a sneer.

“Hey! Sensei Coach Jenn isn’t like that, gave me advice like an angel on my shoulder; made me feel better.”, Michah protested and you got a smug grin from ‘Brey. Ahhhhhhh…

“You will get it back big sis. Whatever. So best thing you ever got, Timmy?”, and had him shake his head. With your barriers down, Emmy got where you were going roughly.

“So the cap? Krum is your favorite player, right?”, she asked.

“N-no, even if I love them both.”

“Must be your natural talent God blessed you with then.”, ‘Brey chimed in; she was really starting to be able to synch up with you and Em.

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>>6329984

“No. Getting a home for Michah and me, our amazing mom and dad. Number two is… it’s this; Michah made for me.”, and held up a wrist with a red friendship bracelet like the girl’s own. “But the best gift I ever received, the greatest thing I ever got… it was you Michah. My first, best friend. Sister. Kind of-sort of maybe more…”, and he blushed terribly while looking at the small crimson haired girl who came in close and held both his hands.

“Tim? You are the best thing I ever got too… s-so? Will you go out with me? Be something more than ‘maybe more’ Let me be your girlfriend for real? Please?”, she said with all the confidence possible for her to muster.

“MICHAH! I-I’m not good enough for you. I-“, and he got interrupted by the small girl bending his head down and planting a long, sweet kiss on his lips just like you had shown her.

“Yes. Yes, you are. Please, Timothy?”

“I-I-I yes; I’d love to. T-thank you, Michah. Thank you! Best day ever, hahaha”, and he just laughed before returning the kiss and hugging her. There were soft coos and little claps from the Coven all around and Michah asked for a ride on her paramour’s new broom, which he was happy to provide.


Finally, while the two little lovebirds were out on their ride? You, Em, and, ‘Brey after she had put his shirt back on following the scar cream approached a sour looking Ley who had stayed back and seemed notably less endeared by the little kids hooking up; still though she wasn’t pretty any longer. Seemed jealous of them.

“So, I am I just wasting my time or are we going to actually [i[do[/i] something besides this BS?”

“Oh, you will be grateful for a little late start when I am done with you, big sis. But you don’t get left out of getting some nice little gifts, first? Emmy?”, and your little twin set down and opened up a cardboard box mostly full of the same pumps of cream Travis received but in far greater size and quantity.

“Same as Travy; 3 times a day on every thing you can get to; your friend or one of the nurses can help. Keep at it for a year and you will barely see those boo-boos. Just be patient; it takes a while to work.”, Em explained.

“Fucking really? Magic won’t fix this, but No-maj lotion will? Feh.”, she said, dismissively. “But fine. What do I have to lose at this point.”

“It isn’t going to grow skin or flesh back but it will make it look better, keep the skin from tightening up and being painful.”, ‘Brey commented; she had used it too and did know medical stuff.

“Next? Emmy, kindly relieve Ley of Kenneth's cane.”

“What! You already took my brace; I can barely hobble around without that!”, and your twin tugged the handsome walking stick away and nearly caused the taller girl to stumble and fall.

“Travis, we are borrowing your chair; Tim and Michah are coming down. Go make sure everyone there knows the basic and more advanced wand stances and grips so we are all on the same page. UP! UP!”, you teasingly order.

>>6329986

“Why on Earth am I taking orders from a 16-year-old girl I am relatively sure is Evil, again?”, he mumbled out but obeyed.

“Because we are hot and did save your life, big guy. Now, walk over and sit, Ley. ‘Brey?”, and the tall, tanned girl handed off a small case once Ashley had hobbled over and sat; inside were several sets of grip strength trainers. “Old ones from when I was a kid. They get stronger left to right. I want you using these whenever you can; class, chatting, reading, whatever. A wand is only as strong as the hand behind it; You are screwed on both sided; I expect you to be up to the strongest one by the end of July, Ash.”

“Oh, yay. Thank you; more ways to torture and humiliate me. Fucking sadist nutjob; Jenn is already brainwashing you and it hasn’t even been a week.”, Ley hissed out.

“You never even liked me before so I don’t care. Jenn knows things; is protecting you. Us. Making you ready for when it happens.”, Aubrey countered and squeezed your hand some.

“She ‘knows’ things? Like how to torture people and manipulate them? I believe that much.”

“Ley? I told you not to call your little sis crazy; what will happen if you do. I will forgive it some since I get this is rough and you are in pain but ‘Brey doesn’t have to help you. We don’t, but it is my job, hers, Em’s to protect you; protect those who can’t do it themselves. Guide you. Push you forward, even if it is all but abuse. Reforge you even if you don’t like it. But? Take this case; the lock code is 666. Open it.”, you demanded with some iron in your voice.

Inside was a small blue jewelry box on top a velvet sheet covering the rest of the items. In it? A pair of sapphire upper ear rings in silver.

“Taser earrings. There is a phrase on the letter deeper in with a phrase; say it and they cover you with an electric field. One time use only but incase someone grabs you. We all have them; ‘Brey received some to with this stuff because our adoptive brother is richer than God. Em, hold her hair back while I put them on for Ley.”

“What? I-I’m not a kid I can put an earring in!”, she shouted in embarrassment.

“With how well you can control your new hand, no, you can’t. Now don’t be stubborn and stay still, Ley.”, and you replaced her old set with her new ones as Ashley fumed at being humiliated, treated like a kid. It honestly made you feel some very not Angelic pleasure at humiliating her some, appealed to your sadistic side and Em’s as well it seemed since she patted Ashely’s head some and told her she had been a good girl.

Yeah. You and her were a little screwed up in the head. But regardless, she was safer now; that was what was important. To help the crippled Head Girl, your new sister.

With that bit of fun concluded, you instructed her to uncover the main attraction.

“Ley, that is why your dad gets his walking stick back; looks better with him anyway.”, you said with a shit eating grin which your twin mirrored.

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“What the…”, Ashley said with honest surprise, her voice lacking the vitriol that had seemed to be there since the infirmary. Lifted the fairly thick redwood cane covered with silver accents along its length, raised gleaming accents, minute ancient runes around portions of it. “Heavy. It’s beautiful. How… why…”, she asked in honest confusion.

Emmy began.

“It’s your new cane we got from our older brother, David Adams; we were going to pool our allowances and ‘Brey was going to sell some gold to get one, but this is nicer and way more than we could have afforded. It was his but he is just going to upgrade to something even more posh and with more tricks.”

“It is to help while you get better, Ley. So you can protect yourself until you can cast again and use your new auto-mail arm. It has quite a few tricks, has a little instruction book but ‘Brey, Emmy, and I will walk you through them. Also, a letter to you; you are sending a “Thank You” back. This thing is custom-made and costs more than a nice car.” So? You went over its functions after you got a silent nod.

The handle could be twisted one direction to be pulled out, revealing a goblin silver and true silver blade; the handle could be straightened from its normal curve if desired. Twisting the other way with the handle and shaft caused a small rectangular opening to appear on the side halfway down that fit small straight mags with shortened 28 gauge shotgun shells and worked as a cocking and pump mechanism with a small embossed section to pop out some; the trigger. The tip of the cane was internally threaded and could be fitted with a small gauge grenade launching attachment powered by blank shells. Long silver tipped steel darts could be loaded in the end to be fired the same way or turn it into an improvised spear. Pushing a silver shield Icon near the handle would produce a forward facing, weak protego, like opening an umbrella. The wood had a strengthening enchantment and much of the outer decoration was goblin silver with some true silver as well making it an excellent beating stick.

The case held several different magazines; slugs, silver and lead buck-shot, dragon’s breath, non-lethal pepper ball; Aubrey promised to make some armor piercing rounds as well and stich holsters for the different magazines.

This is… it's amazing, like something out of Bond. I still hate you all but… thanks I guess.”, she grudgingly pushed out.

“Welcome. Now get up; on your own. The other Senseis and I are going to explain the rules of this Dojo, then it is exercise.”

A few minutes and rules and roles explained, the lot of you started around the lawn. Anna and Brey were running fast enough they easily lapped the rest; every one else mostly kept together at a jog with Macy and Matthew towards the back and Macy chugging a small bottle to pep her up. And at the very end were you keeping close to Ley in case she tripped and Travis power walking so he didn’t pop a stitch.

>>6329989

After, some basic body weight exercises; you let Ley and Travy settle for girl push-ups, but’Brey and Anna were going one-handed r with the little ones sitting on their backs. Amanda was struggling but push through, showed some dedication at least. Following, ‘Brey, Em, and Hildy went over some basic self-defense; how to throw a punch, break a grab, some dirty tricks. You would focus more on that later this week, but you only had so much time this morning.

>Lets get 3 rolls of 2d100 for how well they did with the physical aspects and then the magic lessons. They all get a small improvement no matter what due to a trait of Jenn’s

Next? Target practice on some targets Em and Hildy conjured on some trees since the groundskeeper chewed ‘Brey out last time for the damage to the trees from Mary practicing.

The older students, you, Em, Travy, and Hildy had zero issue and were much further back; during this, Cory was busy coaching Ley on using her left hand. She was struggling but at the end managed a weak Lumos and even some basic casts. A stunner. A couple of other simple spells.

Finally, some spell exchange. ‘Brey showed off the Charm to fire of a ball of tightly compressed air that was next to invisible, fast, and got through most shield. Gave you a chance to emphasize to always dodge if you could; there was always a spell which would get through any type of shield there was… including one that defeated them all. You would be going over different shields Wednesday, you declared.

You got it easily, as did Hilda, and surprisingly Mandy. The older students took longer and theirs were weaker than yours or the other two; the kids… it was a struggle and they needed coaching before managing it even if the casts were extremely weak aside from Michah’s, your little apprentice whose was almost as good as Em or Vu’s. Timmy and Matty nearly passed out and need Macy to run over with potions, and Maria was stubborn as a mule until she could cast a good one.

Amanda stepped up, surprisingly to show a spell she was good with… she had been working hard; was polite to the rest of the class as well as you and the other Senesis… there might be hope for her.

She showed off a Charm to summon either a barrage or a single icicle and fire it off at extreme speed; getting hit with the large version would impale you to a degree, but the real beauty was that if a shield blocked the attack? It gave you materials; a quick [I]Glacius and the now wet area around your foe became their enemy. The partially melted ice would feed into your own contribution in a minute as well, too.

>>6329994

Hildy? As befitting someone from Durmstrang taught a Curse that bordered on Dark, one neither Travis or Aubrey, your DADA specialists, had seen. Lumen convulsivum; three bright green bolts fired in a tight spread. You, as their Commander, Head Sensei offered to let her use it on you; one bolt hit a thigh, another an arm, the last your diaphragm and you began shaking violently, then convulsing so bad you hit the ground, and it just grew worse until you could barely breathe and it felt like you were going to tear yourself to pieces before she dismissed the sorcery. Macy and Maria of all people ran up, gave you Wiggenwelds, used healing spells along with a concerned Aubrey.

The bolts would begin causing tremors when they hit and as more power was fed in? Twitches, jerking, convulsions; held long enough, the victim would dislocate limbs, be unable to breath. Eventually, if it was held long enough, they would start having epileptic seizures. Die.

The issue was one: hitting them, the bolts we fairly slow. Two, not having it finite’d immediately. Three: while initially it was activated Magic, to keep it going it had to be fed power and the amount grew geometrically, which was why Hildy was almost in as bad of shape as you; panting, shaking, and covered in sweat. Magically exhausted.

It took a minute but both of you recovered and she apologized, but she wished to show off it’s power and why it should not be used, as cruel as it was on a person, and was inefficient for anything but a quick distraction.

A few more demonstrations including clever Transfiguration of stones to snakes by Em and some practice later, it was your turn

You taught a somewhat dangerous and draining spell: Electrocollisio, nicknamed just ‘Shock’. A thin purple line of writhing electricity that snapped and crackled to find its target in an instant; almost impossible to dodge once cast.

Many electric spells, powerful ones like Mulfulgur, were continuous and greedy; needed massive power to conjure and iron will to cut off lest they drain you dry then begin to use your very life to keep going. Shock was activated, safe-ish though it still needed a large pool of power and the skill to open the floodgate holding in your pooled power fully in an instant and then shut the gates just as fast. It could cause magical exhaustion, not to the point of death but being disabled for a bit, if not used well. But? It was potent. Electric spells were very well suited to destroying most shields. Disabling most targets.

Had ’Brey offer to serve as a demonstration for the spell.

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>>6329997

“Aubrey, little sis? You're really sure about this? I could hurt you; this shouldn’t be anywhere near enough to kill, especially someone as tough as you, but… it’s my job to protect you, not to hurt you. I said that before. I love you, even if it is just a bit, I don’t want to do something bad. Cause you pain unless we are dueling or sparring, ‘Brey”, you said quietly in her ear off to the side some.

Had her whisper back before walking down range; say that she knew her Guardian Angels wouldn’t hurt her, never intentionally. That she trusted you and Em.

To your slight protests, ‘Brey went to the tree line, Transfigured a sewing needle to a steel rod she jammed into the ground and held it with her left hand, conjured the strongest Protego she could, which was not insignificant, and asked you to hit it with the best Shock you could.

You finally just acquiesced; you could control the power, limit it enough to just shatter the barrier and not hurt 'Brey with any that made it through.

Swished your wand like a whip in the air and called out. Then...


>Lets get three people to roll 1d100+32 (Charms +15, Overprotective +5, +5 Lucky Xylomancy Twigs, +5 Focus Potion, Shared Souls+2)

>Rolling DC 75 to break the shield but give Aubrey a bit of a shock, 85 to break it and give her a zap like static from a door-knob in winter, 90 to break the shield and leave Macy completely untouched, 100+ to not only destroy the shield, not touch Aubrey but more, A nat 100 and ?????. Less than 70 and you embarrass yourself. Don’t roll a nat 1.

>Passing the second DC gives a tiny Charms bonus, the third a moderate Charms boost, a small Battle boost, a minor trait, and tiny bonuses for your twin from Shared Souls, the fourth gets you a large Charms boost, moderate Battle boost, small bonuses for your twin and a very minor trait from Shared Suls, a major trait for you. A nat 100 and you will see.

>Jenny is back to full strength. On a failure you can use her.

>Level 1: +10 to a roll, can be used more than once a day though you don’t know how many times. Will have slight side effects.

>Level 2: +15 and 1 reroll if desired; exhausts Jenny for the day. Mild side effects, may even cause very minor physical changes like with your eyes. Removes any current maluses, prevents mindreading


>>6329994
To be clear, it is 3 people rolling 2d100

OOC: Sorry for the small novel sized update. Got out of hand. Also thank everyone who upvoted this on suptg. Made my day to see that this many people have checked this out.

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And to be clear, feel free to roll for both

>>6329994

and

>>6330003

Thank everyone in advance.

>16 post update
jesus christ...
i´ll have to make time to read this tomorrow

>>6330011

Yeah... It kind of got out of hand, but I wanted to get some shit I had in my head out.... after Q-Pot tryouts and some exploration and making friends, the normal activities should just be rinse and repeat without much of anything worth describing happening till the decision for what to do on the weekend It is going to be Anna's time to turn so going with her and Aubrey is an option..


The rolls for how well the 'class' did for physical and magic training will count for the whole week. The bonus for dueling league is already set based on the first week's result. So should largely be a time skip past the good results from your 97 in the prior thread.


I also blame the dumb character limit.


I do sometimes think my writing would work better on Akun, but I would like to stay her. IDK.

Thank you for attempting to slog through my word soup... word swamp.

Rolled 47, 23 = 70 (2d100)

>>6329994

Rolled 26 + 32 (1d100 + 32)

>>6330003

Rolled 96, 63 = 159 (2d100)

>>6330003

>>6330152

Since you rolled 2 unmodified dice, I am assuming you were going for the physical and magical training for the class in:

>>6329994


Feel free to roll a single d100+32 for Jenn's use of her "Shock" spell if you care to.

If you intended for it to be for the check in the post you linked to:

>>6330003

I will just use the 1st number and add the mods myself and ask for a second set of rolls linked to:

>>6329994


Pick either option.

Thank you for rolling regardless.


I will keep this open till I get 3 sets for both sets of checks.


If it is easier for people, you can just roll 3d100; the first and second numbers will be for training and the third for Jenn's spell check and I will add the +32 on my end. Might just do it like that in the future if I need rolls for multiple things with different mods. Still new at this QM thing.


Once again, thank everyone for reading through a set of posts that got out of hand. Had my other two wisdom teeth removed and painkillers make me wordy.


Hopefully this made sense.

>>6330527

Actually, after a smoke, I am going to rule it as your rolls count for the post you link to. I will count rolls that lack the modifiers and just add them myself.

So

>>6329994

Currently, has a 47 for physical training, a 23 for magic

So I need 2 more 2d100s for that check.


>>6330003

Has a 58 and a 128 with mods since I will only count the 1st number of the 2

>>6330152

got.

Need 1 more roll of 1d100+32 or just 1d100 and I will add the mod for that check


Going to be consistent with the post you link to is what your roll counts for as long as you use the correct die even if you forget modifiers.


If you wanted to roll for all 3 things at one time, link to both posts asking for dice and just roll 3d100, with me adding mods.

I think it makes more sense, and some people have not done additional rolls and only 1 roll when there are multiple checks across separate posts before and I don't have a ton of players.

So that is the policy going forward.

>>6330530

To expound, if for the check on

>>6330003

you rolled 10d100+32, I would accept it, but just the first number if that is the post you linked to; more dice doesn't change the result of the 1st die in the set.

If on that same post you rolled 1d100, I would accept it and add the mod myself.

If you rolled 1d10+32, I would not count it as the die was incorrect.

If you wanted to roll for both

>>6329994
and
>>6330003

you could roll 3d100 as long as you linked to both posts asking for dice. The first two numbers would count for the first post asking for dice and the third would count for the later post and I would add the mod myself.

Try and add the mod since it makes it easier on me if it is just a single check, but I will still count unmodified rolls for whatever but only for the post being linked to.

If it is only a single check, and it is unlinked to any post I will count it, but if there are multiple checks, I will not count an unlinked roll in that case since I do not know what check you were rolling for.

If that makes sense.

Rolled 11 + 32 (1d100 + 32)

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Rolled 55, 23 = 78 (2d100)

>>6329983
>“But were girls! That’s forbidden love!”
aaah haha, that got me, funny.

>>6329994
first roll

Rolled 48 + 32 (1d100 + 32)

>>6330003
2nd roll

>Also thank everyone who upvoted this on suptg
you are welcome!

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Okay. Roll were kind f everywhere. In the future I will be sticking to your roll counts for what you link to but since oamx8o1V did do a second properly formatted single roll I will count that one for Jenn's spell roll.

We have:

>>6330139
>>6330152
>>6330748

For training.

Best: 96 Physical, 63 magic training

For Jenn's spell:

>>6330151
>>6330730
>>6330751

Best: 80

I am assuming you want to use a level 1 Jenny boost to bring it to a 90, leaving Aubrey completely unscathed and pass 3/4 DCs to get a moderate Charms boost, a small Battle boost, a minor trait, and small bonuses for your twin and a Major trait for you.

You don't know how many times a day it can be used other than more than once and may have slight, mostly temp side effects. No maluses or such. More narrative than anything.

There is no obvious tell and basically no lingering downsides at the lowest level other than only being able to use it a certain number of times a day.

I will wait a little bit to see if multiple people say "no" or want to use the 1 time a day Level 2 boost to reroll and get a +15 vs a +10 to try for 4/4.

>>6330823
wait, Jenny is mini-me right? thats what the levels are? i was so confused about where that came from.
i dont know, i kiiiiiiinda want to try the level 2, just to see how strong are those side effects, specially now since stakes are kinda low anywa, better to try now in a safe-ish space than in the middle of a mortal battle
i vote for:
>level 2

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>>6330835

Yeah, Mini-Me=Jenny. Jenn decided to start calling her that a while back, since it was her mom's nickname for her when she was a kid and sometimes still now.

I thought at one point I put out that Jenny's power could be used in levels but that might not have made it into the final draft of the post.

There are higher ones as well, but you can't really access them for now unless SHTF until you grow stronger and your tiny evil soul buddy are closer.

I will say at the highest level, 5, you are basically allowing her to assume direct control and acting as back up but could potentially be strong enough to fight off a small squad of fully trained Aurors with some chemical assistance and prep. Makes it so any attempt to read your mind will in all likelihood drive the person insane or make them stroke out.

It also would have a good chance of killing you.

I was going to add this to the post calling for a spell roll, but you can't use these higher levels yet so I left them out but fuck it.

>Level 3: +??????? but very potent. Will have consequences, including physical changes. Exhausts Jenny for multiple days and hurts her. Immune to almost all maluses. Attempting to mind read you will mentally harm the person trying.

>Level 4: +?????? Not even sure if you can push your foresight and Magic so much but it will have lingering, severe consequences. Extremely powerful and power always has its price. Pray you never need it. Attempting to mindread you at this level has a good chance of causing insanity. Causes ???????

Level 5: +?????? You allow Jenny to assume full control with you providing back up. Unknown if you can regain control or how long it may take. Strong enough to fight off multiple powerful, fully grown and trained Wizards. Mindreading you at this point is a recipe for permanent insanity or bursting a blood vessel and dying. Unknown what would happen to your twin. Causes ????????????????????????


The higher levels may require a catalyst like Salazar's wand.

>>6330863
>Jenn decided to start calling her that a while back
yeah, i think i remember now, its just been so long since we last had updates that i kinda forgot a lot of things...i honestly forgot pretty much 90% of all characters that we are training...but im sure i´ll familiarize myself with them again

>>6330880
>been so long since we last had updates

Way to make me feel like a POS.

Real cool. Real cool.

JK. I know my schedule is shit. I will likely do a little update for the character sheet with something brief for side characters. Some are new-ish like Matthew; he is just the cowboy's buddy John's little brother who plays in the band and Amanda was just the former friend of the head bitch going to jump Timothy. They each had like 1 scene before.

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I also fucked up in:

>>6330003

Passing 3/4 gets a minor trait for Emmy and a Major one for Jenn. The bonuses. Uhg. Should not do this tired and drunk.

The 4/4 gets everything 3/4 does + something special.

Leaving this open till I have to go marinaded my jerky at 12, so like an hour, otherwise? It is rock and fuck to see if we clear 100 and become a lightning goddess with Level 2 Jenny Hax. A nat 100 and IDK even, yet, something cool AF though.

>>6330900
>pic
oh hey, i made that one, wasnt expecting to ever see it here, neat

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>>6330900
>something special.

And the slight increases in stat boosts. I am kicking my cat off my lap because he wants to help me type and annoy me.

Have Jenn abs as an apology for me being ADHD and distracted.

>>6330901
I know it is my dearest, my Penny, but it does kind of work for Emmy given the hair color, Huffleslut, and Jenn canonically sucking with drawing. Didn't know it was yours, just saw it on the /OMG/ and it was funny.

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Alright. Done putting marinade on my jerky, and no that is not a metaphor; I just made 2 pounds for less than I would pay for 8 oz. of store bought and mine is better.

Time to goooooooo!

One re-roll of 1d00+37, shooting to hit 100 or higher for 4/4 DCs cleared. If not, you still pass 3/4 of the checks. Regardless, Jenny is done for the day aside from being snarky and you will end up with some minor lingering thing or another; nothing worthy of a malus but something that sticks.

Rolled 61 + 37 (1d100 + 37)

>>6330934
I'm feeling lucky

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>>6331026

>>6330934

I was drunk last night, the mod should be

roll+32(base Bonus)+15(Jenny Bonus)

for using the level 2 boost.

so a total of 108 replacing

>>6330730

4/4 DCs checks passed.

Strong work!

Your soul buddy can't help with rolls any more today. Can still be snarky and will occasionally get a premonition narratively. You may be getting a slight cosmetic change. Will likely feel like crap for a bit.

Will start writing after breakfast and putting my jerky in the dehydrator.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

Lets see what the physical changes are. High good, low bad.

>>6331099
>Low bad
>5
iiiiinnnnteresting...

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>>6331101

Nothing too bad; still will be noticeable, even by those not close to Jenn, like her sister or Macy.

A 1 would have been fun.

And 'bad' just means noticeable in this case.