The Three Broomsticks: Order of the Joberknoll

[veneficusvenato]

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The Three Broomsticks has closed every Thursday night since before the end of the last war. Each of the new owners has followed suit when they picked up the place. The second one said it had to do with luck and honors. And Jo Harvelle, who snuck into the place more times than any could count a decade ago, seems to be following in all their stead with an easy, unruffable grace.






The Closed sign hangs carelessly askew, like normal, and the windows are dark.

(And it will remain that way unless you have an invitation of some kind.)

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Leah's vows.

[trickswithsticks]

Leah doesn't move from where she's sitting.

"I swear my loyalty."

It'll do.

Re: Leah's vows.

[veneficusvenato]

Jo isn't surprised this one takes some time.
Or that Lee doesn't stand up to say it.
Or that she says no more, no less.





Mostly she feels the explosion of relief.




Because she'd have respected Lee's choice to say no.
But she can forget the whole concept of walking her out.
Of those long minutes trying to picture doing it without her.




For Lee, there's something of a grim smile. Her lips pressed together.
A tip of her head that is equal parts of respect and relief; less worried.

[trickswithsticks]

Leah's eyes don't focus on Jo, because that would be a little too obvious for her tastes. She does, however, return that head tip with the tiniest, faintest one of her own.

For Jo. And for Sokka. And for no one else, would she bind herself in that way.