Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31597382-20170601175253/@comment-31597382-20170607170248

Tucker grinned at the boy. "I figured that. I just knew that romance is the best thing to get on D.J's nerves. You just happened to be the person I teased about. It was nothing against you." The next Friar Tuck laughed, though his black eye still hurt. He always forgot how much strength D.J actually had behind her fists. Especially on the subject of Romance.

Meanwhile

D.J sat in the small student throne, totally unaware of what was going on outside. Headmaster Grimm was giving her the no fighting speech. "Such a display! I am highly disappointed in you Miss John." "Milton, perhaps we need to ask what made her punch him." Giles Grimm cut in. "What made you punch him?" Headmaster Grimm said. "I..." Her father had taught her long ago not to tattle, and if you had bruises from a fight in a place where fighting was forbidden, providing of course no one saw you do it, you were to say you only fell down. So she shrugged. "Hmph! Well I will tolerate no more fighting, understood?" The headmaster waited for her to nod, then left the office. "Oh, and D.J..." Giles turned around, whispering in her ear. "The next time you start a fight, aim for the nose, not the eye." She grinned. SHe definately preffered Giles to Milton.