The alchemist stumbled into the quiet home in Eversong Woods, still high as a kite while everyone was asleep as it seemed. Her clammy hands ran through her hair, enjoying the feel of the texture and the end of each curl as it snapped back to its original form.
"Boing, boing." She giggled in spite of herself. She spun around the room until her plump form ran into her desk, the baroness giving a soft ‘oof’. Spotting a map of Azeroth and Outland, she grasped a quill and peered around the room.
"I’m going to write him a letter. Yes, yes I am."
Elly made a chassé across the room, twirling in place until she faced the front door. Dissatisfied with the way she was sitting, she placed her rear against the door and her legs atop it, the remainder of her form laying upon the floor in the shape of an ‘L’.
She placed the map upon her thighs, grasping the quill as she began to write upon the back of the map.
"Oh, that was polite. Let’s do more."
Thank you for receiving my letter as I had sent Molly to deliver it. You see, I was nervous about sending anything your way due to our spat and your rejection of me— which I am nothing but fine with now. I understand. I appreciate that you didn’t do anything drastic like slit my throat and steal my child. Purple.
Jehricka tastes like purple. Did she taste like purple to you?
I yelled at a box tonight, but it did nothing.
As I was saying…
The alchemist’s brows knit as she began to attempt being serious.
I heard you kissed Dacota to save her, and I am so very, very happy you did. She’s a sweet woman and you rescuing her makes me remember why I liked you so much and want to remain friends. Also, you smell as though the Titans bathed you in their divine saliva. Which means you were in their mouth. Jealous!
She flipped the map over, circling a few things and adding a few doodles.
Do not fret, I asked Jehricka to not take it out on you. As demonstrated by my circling, we’re on different planets, and do not understand one-another. I yelled at a box. It was infuriating.
More importantly, I got my potion to work and made a troll very sad. And hit a Blood Knight and fell through a roof. It tasted like strawberry pie.
I just remembered I promised I would write slam poetry and I must do so for Jehricka’s benefit. Toodles.
….this is the most entertaining thing I have ever read. Oh! And it mentions Dacota!