January 20

270 HE

Please excuse my poor writing last night. Aniki and Kora decided to celebrate "the arrival of two more constellations to our humble abode." I think they just wanted an excuse to get super drunk. Ugh. I can't believe I joined in that nonsense. Fortunately, I had the sense to send Cooper upstairs to bed afore we got too intoxicated.

I don't remember much about last night other than the fact that Master the Piper kissed me. I would've punched him, but he was just as drunk as the rest of us, so he must not have meant it. I'll let it slide this time, but if he ever tries to kiss me again, I will break that pretty little nose of his.

When I went down to breakfast this morning, the Piper caught my eye and winked. The cheeky cove looked very proud of himself. I swear, Rosto the Piper is as vain as proud as a peacock.

He seemed to be spacing a lot, so I asked him what he had his mind on. With a wicked grin and mischief in his eyes he replied, "Not much, just think about the… details of last night. His grin only widened as I tried to keep myself from throttling him, allies or not.

Fortunately Aniki, Gods all bless her, noticed my rising temper and pulled Rosto away fiercely by the ear and began reprimanding him. About what, I didn't know, but Rosto seemed to be complaining.

He continued on for a while and Aniki threw an exasperated look my way afore whacking him over the head hard, shutting him up quite effectively.

The sight of the Piper standing there, gaping like a fish, was strangely hilarious to me. The look on his face was priceless.

As the two Scanrans were walking back towards us I heard Aniki say, "…and next time it will be with the flat of my blade," which only made me laugh more.

Now it was Rosto's turn to glare at me. "That wasn't funny…" he muttered, but I could only shake my head in disagreement.

Route was fairly normal. Killed fifteen rushers, marked eight, mortally wounded five. Received long gash on arm, broken nose, and broken wrist.

Kora healed them all properly, but ordered me to get some sleep and not to go on route tomorrow, which bothers me. She was right about one thing though; healings do make you tired.

A/N- Another shortie, I know, but hey, four chappies in one night! That's sweet! R and R please!