A/N - Hey, uh, if anyone here likes Soul Eater, I just updated my fic for that. Wink. Wink.

Not much to say about this chapter until the end, so I'm just going to cut straight to the chase and thank Drachegirl14 for popping by and leaving a review! You're making me blush over here with all this talk of me being talented and stuff, awww. /w/ Don't talk about your work like that, I'm sure it's great! I'm really glad you like Brandy; she's definitely a lot different than Alecto and Tempus. As for your theory, it's definitely an interesting one, though I have one small correction to make; Ragnarok is the event in which the world ends. The snake that Thor fights and dies to at the end of the world is a lovely little fellow by the name of Jormungandr. There's definitely a reason why Brandy's called the Snake Charmer, but it's a fairly complicated reason. Though, there are definitely going be a few hints here and there. ;) You know how I am with foreshadowing and Chekov's Guns. Already set a few up. *further winks* *just winking up a storm over here*

Notes will be at the end of the chapter.

DISCLAIMER: Fairy Tail is the intellectual property of Hiro Mashima. I have no intention of monetizing my fanwork, and this is merely an enjoyable passer of time.

Chapter Five - Returning Home

"I can't believe you guys made me go back to get your luggage."

"We didn't make you. We asked politely because you were already heading back to get your own stuff."

"Yeah! Besides, it's not like the army was going to let us back into the city after what we just did."

"After what you did, Natsu. All I did was hit a dude with a wolf."

"Well, Lucy threw a boat at the port!"

"Shut up, cat! That was Aquarius and you know it!"

There had barely been a moment of silence since the four mages had left Hargeon, save for the brief train ride in which Natsu had been too nauseous to do anything but groan miserably. Normally, Brandy would have found it irritating, but after the mess with Bora, she welcomed a bit of relentless banter. Besides, they were already in Magnolia, and it wasn't any too long before they reached the guild hall. She certainly wasn't going to start complaining now. "Speaking of which," she interjected, pausing in the middle of the cobble street. "Lucy?"

"Hm?" Lucy paused as well and glanced over at her.

Brandy stepped forward and placed her hands on Lucy's pale shoulders. "I really appreciate what you did," she said, "and if you hadn't crashed that boat with your Celestial spirit's tidal wave I don't think Natsu would have had the constitution to fight Bora. But please… please, for my sake, never do that again."

"Uh…" Lucy was a bit dumbstruck. "Okay? I didn't really intend to throw it all the way to port. Is this because of Natsu's motion sickness?"

"No." Brandy adjusted the sleeve of her overcloak, which Lucy had been kind enough to retrieve from the dockside wreckage. "I've just got really sensitive skin, and saltwater makes me itch really badly. Like, imaging having a big old mosquito bite on your entire body. It's like that."

"Oh, wow, that is really bad," Lucy said. "Is it because of your tattoos?"

Brandy hesitated. "Yes." It wasn't technically a lie. "Stick a bunch of Construction blueprints in your skin and it's bound to have some side effects, yeah?"

Lucy tilted her head, the tips of her dandelion-blonde hair swaying against her shoulders. "Huh. I guess that makes sense. How does your magic even work, anyway? I've never heard of ink magic that can do that."

"Well, it's a bit complicated, but basically-"

"Hey, slowpokes!" Lucy and Brandy turned to see that Natsu and Happy were quite a ways ahead, waving at them. "Hurry up! You wanna get to the guild hall, right?"

"Heh, guess we'd better get going." Brandy pulled away. "I bet you're pretty excited to finally see Fairy Tail, huh?"

"You bet!" Lucy said with a huge smile. "Come on!" She grabbed Brandy's wrist and broke into a swift jog, pulling the ink wizard along behind her. Brandy couldn't help but smile at Lucy's enthusiasm; she had the sort of spunk that would help her fit right in among the members of Fairy Tail.

She just hoped that their guild's particular brand of rambunctiousness didn't drive her away…

"Here we are!"

By guild standards, the Fairy Tail hall was quite quaint, lacking the grandeur of places like Phantom Lord and Triad's Foresight's castle-like halls. That wasn't to say it didn't stand out among the surrounding buildings,towering three stories high with ivory walls and brick-red shingled. Three banners hung from the very top roof, the centermost banner displaying the Fairy Tail sigil proudly for miles around.. It was definitely a large and slightly opulent building, but it also had a welcoming quality about it, like a warm inn on a winter's night.

Lucy gazed up at it reverently, warm brown eyes shining as she took it all in. "Wow," she said. "It's beautiful."

"It's home," Brandy agreed.

Naturally, Natsu wasn't interesting in spending precious minutes standing outside admiring the architecture. He immediately charged forward and kicked the door in with a loud, "We made it back aliiive!"

"We're home!" Happy cheered, following close behind.

They were greeted by the warm welcomes of the guild members inside, a hundred smiles directed towards the returning wizards. As Brandy and Lucy crossed the hall threshold, Brandy's gaze turned straight towards the bar, where she knew he would be sitting. Sure enough, seated comfortably in his favorite stool with a tankard of mead in his hands, was Emmett Torhearth. He looked up at Natsu's fiery entrance, and as soon as he saw Brandy he gave a warm smile and raised his mug in a "welcome home" toast. Brandy grinned back and waved.

"So I heard you went all-out in Hargeon!" a thick-browed, buck-toothed mage by the name of Krov called out. "Had to go startin' trouble, di-" And that's as far as he got before his face became very intimate the sole of Natsu's sandal as the Dragon Slayer kicked him clear across the main hall and right into a table.

Lucy gaped in horror. "Why did you do that?" she squeaked.

Because he's Natsu, Brandy thought.

"You lied about that Salamander!" Natsu shouted. "I'm gonna kick your butt!"

Krov sat upright, pulling himself from the split and splintered wood. "Don't get mad at me, I'm not the one to blame here! I'm just passing along a rumor I heard!"

"It was just a rumor?!"

"You wanna fight? Let's go!"

And just like that, the guild hall descending into utter chaos, with bystanders getting dragged into the fight between Krov and Natsu, which soon descended into an all-out free-for-all. "Now, now, Natsu," Happy chided. I think you need to calm dowwwwwwoaaaaaahhh!" A random mage had been tossed in his direction, sending the blue cat bouncing like a rubber ball.

This was exactly what I was afraid of. Brandy glanced aside towards Lucy, expecting the blonde to look horrified or turned off by the display. Instead, to her surprise, Lucy looked completely awestruck. "Oh, wow," she said. "I'm actually standing inside the Fairy Tail guild hall!"

Well, if a bunch of contentious goofballs was what she was looking for, Fairy Tail certainly wasn't lacking. One of those very goofballs, a handsome young man with messy bluish-black hair and eyes who was wearing little more than his skivvies and pendant, got to his feet, a ferocious expression on his face. "So Natsu finally made it back, huh?"

Gray Fullbuster. One of Fairy Tail's resident Maker-Magic wizards, and a damn good one at that, able to conjure elaborate ice creations at the drop of a hat with a level of detail that matched even Triad Foresight's most famous Maker-Magic wizard in skill. He'd have garnered a lot of respect for his abilities, were it not for his unfortunate habit of unconsciously stripping down to his underwear at every opportunity. Lucy yelped at seeing Gray's state of undress, while Brandy merely rolled her eyes, having long since grown used to this. At least he's nice to look at under all those clothes. Not that she'd ever say that within earshot of him, of course.

"It's time we settled things once and for all!" Gray shouted, storming in the direction of the epicenter of the scuffle.

"Gray," a woman with lightly tanned skin and a thick mane of well-kept, chestnut-brown curls said from her position at the bar, a couple stools away from where Emmett sat. "Your clothes?"

"I don't have time for that!"

Said woman, a card-magic wizard by the name of Cana Alberona, sighed in exasperation. "You see? I don't date the men here because they have no class," she said, before tipping back a barrel of mead and chugging.

"Come here and fight me, Natsu!" Gray shouted, kicking a chair aside in his attempts to get at the pink-haired wizard, who was currently grappling with Krov.

"Not until you put some clothes on!" Natsu retorted.

The sound of wooden sandals hitting the floor with a powerful clacking sound signalled the arrival of none other than Elfman Strauss, one of the Strauss siblings. "It's only noon and you boys are already whining like spoiled babies." With sharp features, brilliant white hair, and a stature that made him tower over the rest of the members, Elfman was certainly an intimidating hulk of a man that usually cowed most people in a room with his mere presence; he was certainly scaring Lucy, if her dropped jaw and bulging eyes were any indication.

But there were few things in this world that could stop a Fairy Tail brawl, and Elfman Strauss was not one of them. In a rare moment of teamwork, Gray and Natsu spun around to deliver a double hook right to his face, sending him flying across the hall. "They knocked him out that easily?" Lucy said, surprised.

"They can get pretty intense when they want to be," Brandy said. "Usually they're too busy hitting each other to bother hitting other people, though. You know how it is."

"Uh, not really, no. Are they always like this?!"

"Natsu and Gray? …Yup."

Lucy whimpered. "Oh, yay."

A familiar smooth voice drifted up from behind them, and Lucy and Brandy turned to see a red-haired, bespectacled man in an olive-green winter coat sitting on one of the benches lining the walls, a beautiful woman draped against each shoulder. "Geez, it's so noisy around here, huh?" he was saying. Loke, Brandy thought, displeased. Fairy Tail's wannabe ladykiller, there wasn't a moment that went by that this guy wasn't trying to charm some woman or another, and there wasn't a moment that went by that said antics weren't completely insufferable. There was something else about him though; he seemed to keep himself under wraps, to the point where half the guild didn't even know what sort of magic he used. (Brandy was fairly certain it had something to do with his rings, but even she couldn't be sure.) She had also caught him staring at her once or twice out of the corner of his eye, his lips tugged down into a perplexed frown, as if she were some sort of puzzle that he hadn't found the edge pieces to yet. That annoyed her even more even than the flirting, and goodness knows she had had a few choice words to say to him when he had tried his pick-up lines on her.

To his credit, though, Loke was one of the few people in the guild disinterested in joining the fight, seeming perfectly content to sit back and relax with his ladyfriends. That is, until an empty glass went flying across the room and hitting him square in the face. "Are you alright?" one of the ladyfriends asked.

The red-haired wizard stood up from the bench, and Brandy could see the flicker of irritation in his eyes at the offending tableware before he went back into full Flirt Mode. "I'm gonna go fight," he said, "but only to protect you two." Brandy would be a liar if she said she wasn't at least a little bit jealous of the way he managed to work his charisma; the ladies seemed completely smitten with him, wishing him luck as he went to join the fray, and it was all genuine, not fabricated like Bora had done.

"He's definitely off my list," Lucy grumbled, crossing something off in a copy of Sorcerer's Weekly she had pulled out. She had now entered what Brandy liked to called the "broken pedestal stage" of her introduction to Fairy Tail. "What the heck is wrong with these people? There's not one sane person in the whole place!"

"Hey!"

"You have a wolf living in your skin!"

"That's not how it works! That's not how anything works! And it's not just a wolf, there are other tattoos, too!"

"You seriously have more of those things?"

"Hello!" A new, melodious voice broke through Lucy and Brandy's bickering. "I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new?"

Lucy turned to see who it was, and Brandy had to suppress a snicker as she practically saw the hearts dancing in the Celestial wizard's eyes as she noticed the cerise-clad, shapely young woman with snow-white hair, the bangs of which were tied together up and out of her face. "It's Mirajane!" Lucy squealed. "In the flesh!"

Of course an avid reader or Sorcerer Weekly would recognize Mirajane Strauss, Fairy Tail's resident barkeeper and model. Many a reader bought the magazine solely because of her monthly centerfolds. "Oooh, a fangirl, huh?" Brandy teased, elbowing Lucy's ribs with a wink. "I didn't know you were the type, Lucy…"

"Wh- no! No! Shut up, it's not like that at all! I just like her photoshoots, that's all!"

"Her bikini photoshoots, you mean? The ones where she's almost naked…?"

Lucy had turned red as a beet "Y-you-!"

"Oh, Brandy, stop being so mean," Mirajane scolded playfully. There was a quiet, devilish glint in her soft indigo eyes before she added, "After all, just because you're always staring at pretty girls doesn't mean everyone else is."

Now it was Brandy's turn to blush and stammer. "Oh yeah, w-well… y-you see… at least I'm not fighting like all the others are!" she snapped in a desperate attempt to change the topic, turning away and folding her arms over her chest with a pout.

While Mirajane's expression indicated that she wasn't taking the bait for a second, Lucy's attention was successfully diverted back to the brawl. "Yeah, um, don't you think we should to stop them or something?" she asked, pointing to the chaos.

"Oh, it's always like this around here," Mirajane said. "I just leave them alone. Besides-" She was cut off by a sudden Elfman barreling into her at high speeds, sending both siblings crashing into one of the few intact tables remaining. (Well, it was one of the few intact ones, before a double dose of Strauss split it clean in two.) "Besides," Mirajane continued, a little strained but still beaming despite the fact that she was currently pinned underneath some two-hundred and fifty pounds of unconscious younger brother, "it's kind of fun, don't you think?" Then she passed out as well.

Lucy yelped. "Ah! Don't die, Mirajane!"

"Hey, there, kiddo."

Brandy turned upwards to see that Emmett had left the safety of his barstool and had ambled over to where the two girls stood. "Master Torhearth!" She exclaimed, her face splitting into a broad grin as she practically tackled her master, pulling him into an eager bear hug. "It's good to see you! How was your mission in Sycamore Village?"

Emmett ran a hand through his rumpled brown hair and shrugged. "Oh, it was fine. Those perytons were a jumpy bunch, but I managed to clear them out quickly enough." Judging from the way he was dressed, he must have just only recently come back. He was still clad in his traveling attire, a short-sleeved, half-tucked light brown shirt with a darker collar, a pair of pine green trousers, and brown leather boots. A pair of identically-brown leather bracers were laced over his forearms, concealing the guild mark on his right arm, and over it all he wore a plain gray travelling cloak, a traditional flowing-behind the back kind instead of the sleeved overcloak that Brandy was fond of. "Speaking of missions, how was your trip to Hargeon?" Emmett asked. "Did Natsu find whoever he was looking for?"

Brandy shook her head. "No. I guess it makes sense; Natsu's dad is a dragon, after all, and a dragon hanging around a human fishing village probably would have been bigger news, right? But we did stop a human trafficking ring!" she added proudly. "Natsu totally kicked the ringleader's butt, and I got to bring Fenrir out for a bit!"

"That's great, Brandy! And there weren't any incidents?"

"Nope!"

"Excellent!" Emmett swiped a hand through Brandy's hair before turning his acorn-brown gaze to Lucy, who was watching the two with a bemused expression. "So who's this?"

"Hm? Oh!" Brandy clapped her hands together. "Master Torhearth, this is Lucy. She's here to join the guild. Lucy, this is my instructor, Emmett Torhearth! He's the one who taught me all about Construction! He's actually the best Construction wizard on this side of Fiore; they call him the Stone General, because his focus is stone soldiers and he can create dozens of Constructions from the same blueprint!" Her demeanor had changed radically; she was acting like a little girl bragging to all her friends about how cool her daddy's job was. The only difference being, she wasn't a little girl and Master Torhearth definitely wasn't her father. "Only a few Construction wizards in the entire kingdom

Lucy stared at her like she had just grown two heads. "So he uses the same magic as you, but with stone instead of the tattoos? How does that work?"

"Oh, I'll explain more about it later, it's actually fairly complicated if you don't already know about it. By the way, you should probably duck."

"Wh-gyaaah!" Lucy was knocked over by an even more naked than usual Gray, whose presence and nudity promptly and awkwardly ended the conversation at hand. Covering her eyes more for the sake of his last remaining thread of dignity than any personal sense of modesty she might have theoretically possessed (hey, she certainly wasn't complaining about the fact that her handsome male friend was constantly naked), Brandy sighed out, "Gray, where are your boxers?"

"Natsu's got 'em!" Gray replied, getting to his feet and pointing at the pink-haired wizard who was in fact twirling Gray's boxers in his hand. "Give me back my underwear, jerk!" he shouted over Lucy's appalled shriek.

"Come and get it, ice-for-brains!"

Gray gritted his teeth before turning to Brandy. "Hey, Brands, can I borrow your coat?"

"Ugh, you two are so obnoxious when you're bickering, you know that?" Brandy still slipped her overcloak off and tossed it to him. "You'd better take care of that, though, those things aren't cheap."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Gray pulled the coat on. It fit him poorly, having been tailored for a slender young woman and not a wiry dude several inches taller than her. But at least he had something on as he jumped back into the fray to retrieve his underpants.

"Um," Lucy interjected, "am I the only one who bothered by the fact that he's naked?!"

"Not anymore, he's not," Brandy said. "Besides, it happens. Next you'll be asking me if I'm bothered by the fact that the sky is blue."

"That's not even remotely the same!"

"I know, right?" Loke said, swooping in out of nowhere and sweeping Lucy off her feet into a bridal-style embrace. (Lucy did not look as thrilled about this as Loke likely intended.) "These guys are all so insensitive. A woman has needs."

Elfman responded by uppercutting Loke into the ceiling, sending Lucy tumbling to the floor in the process. "Real men speak with their fists, Loke!"

Natsu promptly kicked Elfman in the face. "I told you to butt out!" he shouted, seconds before getting divebombed by Gray, who was still on Mission Retrieve Boxers.

Brandy and Emmett watched everything play out for a minute or so before the former turned to the latter. "Mom sent me a letter about Hargeon not long before I arrived there," she said. "She scolded me about constantly getting dragged into trouble and also hinted about what was going to happen with the slavers and how I could help stop it. In the most obtuse way possible, of course."

"Now, Brandy, don't talk about your mother that way," Emmett chided. "She's just trying to do her best to help you along without holding your hand through it all."

Brandy scoffed and crossed her arms. "You really think that's why she does it?" she asked. "Women's livelihoods were at risk, she could have stood to be a bit more direct. But no, she had to be all vague 'tee-hee look at me' about it and speak in nonsense riddles, all just so she can lord it over everyone when it turned out that she was right. Like, we get it, your a great wizard, everyone's in awe of your talents, yada yada. The least she could have done is let us know about what that dirtbag in Hargeon was planning."

Emmett regarded her with a weary sigh. He'd heard all of this before, every time Brandy got a letter from her mom. She almost felt bad for going to him to vent, especially since he clearly held her mother in a much higher regard than she did. But at least he let her vent. Everyone else had already stopped listening to her complain years ago.

And yeah, maybe she complained a bit much, but after getting dumped into someone else's lap at the lowest point in her life and then having to deal with being treated as the black mark on Triad Foresight's otherwise spotless record - which was bitterly hilarious, given what had happened to her father and Micah Onyx-Eye - she was entitled to a bit of Standard Teenage Grumpiness.

At least she wasn't tearing the place apart like everyone else. She wasn't the only one who'd grown tired of the brawl; Cana had actually turned away from her booze for a second to draw one of her magic cards in warning. "That's enough, you guys," she shouted over the din. "I suggest that you knock it off."

Gray, who had thankfully retrieved his boxers, dropped into one of his Maker stances, one of his hands balled into a fist and pressed into the palm of his other hand. "Oh yeah?" he challenged. "Says who?"

Other wizards began to call forth their magic as well, with Elfman casting one of his partial Takeovers to turn his right arm into stone and Loke twisting one of his rings while muttering something about "such a nuisance." Brandy could feel Emmett ready his own magic in preparation for bringing forth a defensive Construction, but she wasn't worried until Natsu called forth his dragon's fire with a dangerous grin. She sighed and laid a hand on the flat of her abdomen, ready to bring out her powerhouse in case the place really did descend into a full-on caster fight.

Turned out it wasn't necessary, as a giant silhouetted foot came down to the ground floor with a earth-shaking crash, heralding the arrival of none other than the guild master himself, looming over the crowd. "WOULD YOU FOOLS STOP BICKERING LIKE CHILDREN?" the giant boomed.

"Whoa," Lucy breathed. "He's huge!"

The guild collectively and obediently froze in place, leaving an echoing silence where the sounds of reckless skirmishing had been taking place not a moment before. Brandy and Emmett both relaxed, now that the air had cleared of hostility. Mirajane piped up. "I'm sorry, Master," she said. "I didn't know you were still here."

Lucy flinched at the realization. "Did you say Master?!" she shouted, clearly fearful of the idea that the colossus towering over the lot was the guild's leader.

Only one person had the brass nerves necessary to disregard the master's clear warning, and to the surprise of exactly zero people it was Natsu, who had burst into uproarious laughter. "Man, talk about a bunch of babies!" he said. "Looks like I won this round, you lo-ugh!" He was swiftly silenced by the master stomping on him.

Lucy hiccuped in terror, and the master's attention was drawn to her. "WELL, SEEMS WE'VE A NEW RECRUIT," he said, before releasing his spell. Steam rushed out of his shadowed form as he reared his head, let out a mighty shout… and promptly shrank down to his real size, revealing himself to be a diminutive old man with a bushy white mustache, pointy shoes and a twin-pointed hat with orange and blue stripes. He held up his hand in greeting to a dumbfounded Lucy. "Nice to meetcha!" he said cheerfully.

"Whoa, he's tiny!" Lucy exclaimed. "This little guy's really in charge here?!"

He's a lot more powerful than he looks, Brandy thought. They didn't make this "little guy" one of the Ten Wizard Saints for no reason.

"Of course he is! Allow me to introduce the Fairy Tail guild master, Makarov!"

The guild master in question silently turned away and leaped into the air, somersaulting up to the railing of the second floor. He cleared his throat, calling the attention of every wizard in the Guild. "You've gone and done it again!" Makarov shouted, waving around a sheaf of papers. "You bunch of clods! Just take a look at how much paperwork the Magic Council sent me this time! This is the biggest pile of complaints yet! Have you lost your minds?!"

Brandy remembered what happened in Hargeon and immediately stared down at the floor, her face heating up as she tried her damndest to memorize the grooves in the wood.

"All you kids are good for is getting the higher-ups mad at me!" Makarov continued. As the rest of the guild joined Brandy in the Downward Glance of Shame, Makarov's expression turned from a furious one to a defiant one. "However," he said, setting the stack of complaints alight, "I say to heck with the Magic Council!" He tossed the burning paperwork down for Natsu to leap up and catch in his mouth.

As the Dragon Slayer chewed on his meal, Makarov spoke, his head held high as he did. "Now, listen up. Any power that surpasses reason still comes from reason, right? Magic isn't some kind of miraculous power. It is a talent that only works when the flow of energy inside of us and the flow of energy in the natural world are in perfect synchronization. The perform magic, one must have a strong mind, and the ability to focus. It should take over your being and come pouring out of your soul! If all we do is worry about following rules, then our magic will never progress! Now, don't let those blowhards on the Council scare you. Follow the path you believe in!" Makarv grinned and shot his right hand into the air, pointing his thumb and index finger skywards in the Fairy Tail sign. "Because that's what makes the Fairy Tail guild number one!"

And with a brilliant cheer, everyone with the exception of Lucy and Emmett raised their hands as well. Brandy was among those people, his eyes shining with excited as she pointed her finger as high as she could. Because she may have been bitter towards her mother about the whole "making her someone else's problem after the incident" thing, but she wasn't mad about the end results, because in her act of cowardice, her mother's choice did one very good thing for Brandy.

It brought her to Fairy Tail.

A/N - Hey, Emmett! I like this guy, he's a character type I haven't gotten to write much. He's such a dad-like kind of guy. Y'all are going to see a lot of him over the next few chapters, so I hope you appreciate him as much as I do. This chapter covers a lot of Brandy's relationship with most of the other guild members, and the way she views each of them, but mostly it just establishes what her current relationship with Emmett is like now that she's no longer a ten-year-old hiding in his cloak. Gonna be seeing more of that in this upcoming mini-arc.

I also really like writing Mirajane. She's so sweet, but she's got juuust enough of a mischievous streak (like how she teases Wakaba about him being a flirt while also married), and she knows exactly how to make Brandy fluster. Not that it's hard; Brandy is one-third bluster, one-third fluster, and one-third genuine competence. (Also, Lucy is totally low-key bisexual in canon. Sooo much Les Yay. I mean, Brandy's bisexual, too, but she's not low-key about it at all.)

Long story short, character dynamics are fun.

Did you know that the buck-toothed wizard in Episode 2 has a name? I certainly didn't at first, but I figured that everyone else in the Fairy Tail setting has one, so he was probably named somewhere. Sure enough, the Fairy Tail wiki has him listed as Krov. Good to know! Stuff like this makes it easier to write an established member of a guild; after eight years, Brandy should know the names of most if not all of the members.

The creature that Emmett mentions having to deal with, the peryton, is an alleged mythological creature described in the Book of Imaginary Beings. It's part deer, part bird, which felt like it would fit right in amongst the wild and wacky creatures of Fiore. Also, Sycamore Village isn't a canon village, I just made it up so I could have something to name-drop.

I'd intended for this to be a longer chapter, but once again, word count got in the way. Blaaaaargh.

Chapter Six will be up soon! In the meantime feel free to favorite and leave a review!

-Diana "Nocte"