OOC: Hey guys! It was singing day, and honestly, it was so much fun I actually smiled at some points! And I don't really do a whole lot of smiling.
Johanna: *goes into Fiona's room* *pulls up a floorboard* *in the floor are three journals, a black suit, a spell book, and several sheets of parchment* What is all this? *pulls out one of the journals, the aqua one*
Fiona: We should be getting close.
Crystal: It'll be nice to see them again. I just hope they won't be mad at us.
Tom: Nonsense. Fiona told them she would be gone. She just didn't tell them it was a suicide mission or that she was probably going to die. They won't be too upset. We'll be fine, Miss Wing.
Crystal: Crystal's fine. I'm only sixteen, not too many years older than you. And don't call me Wing, my last name's Gray.
Fiona: *confused* I thought we wewre going to forsake the name.
Crystal: Yeah, well, Mum and Dad are dead and gone now, there's nothing dishonorable left in the name as long as no one knows what they were like.
Tom: Point taken, Sorry Crystal.