[Shenandoah]

((It's okay. So long as there's the ability to make a post off of it, a bridger is fine. I hope you get to feeling better, though.))

Faith nodded in a somewhat meek manner towards her captain. "I will." She was always having to be told to speak up, it seemed. She was so used to being quiet, though, and accepting of what was happening to her. When Lastiriana told her that her cooking was better than she gave herself credit for, Faith found herself blushing at the unexpected though not unwelcome praise. "Really?" she asked, like a puppy wanting affection as an affirmation.

Hermes entered the hold and saw Will screwing around with one of the guns. "Yo, man. What's up?" the russet haired man said to the other. He didn't exactly want to come running up and scaring the guy. Though merely practice weapons, the weapons used in the training room still hurt a bit when shot. And Hermes didn't want to have to deal with the unpleasant feeling.

((And you'll have to forgive my less than par post as well when it comes to Hermes. *grins*))