Battle

Alas my dearest Universe and Observance,

This morn finds me still weary from the past week’s battles.  Having to run a crew through baby sis’s old hood was not nearly as fun as I had in mind –even though we got the job done.  The Bodhi Order takes the win again. As if there was a doubt.  Miles & Willow are the real fighters who crave I should say.  But since Will was the subject, she couldn’t be involved beyond a certain point, which became a problem all around.  But I ended up having to command the stubborn girl to stand down –I hate doin that to her.  It wasn’t like this was an assassin-type mission in the first place, but if we needed to play that card, I asked my good buddy Chase to hang back, low, just in case.  I know she wanted to pull the trigger, but her safety was most important, compelling her to understand the value of her life to me.  The deal I made with her was to find a role for each of her too closest (Jordan and Sarah) to help. I wasn’t happy about using Sarah because I’ve never seen her put foot 1 in front of foot2 without Will’s presence.  I gave her something easy, luring, seeing as she was pretty/easy, I figured she can’t mess up something she’s been doin on the regular.  She did ok. I brought Jordan with me, cause I could best make use of her abilities.  I was only point man on this, while Europe (Bodhi Brother) took the reigns & stood as Key when the fighting started.  He’s our greatest asset & others’ greatest fear.  One of these days I’ll tell you all about everybody in the crew. I wanted to let you know that after working the plan: Selene’s calculations & Bodhi’s ways follow through made it happen & we came out on top.  But yea, gotta love it when we come together in action, whether it be on the dance floor in a warehouse battling or in physical combat with a crew for one reason or another out in the field.  We’re back & gonna celebrate as soon as everyone’s had bountiful r&r.  Sleep fell upon Willow quickly as I held her in my arms since the first day we got back, preferring my room, near me, over any in the house.  Lately, not knowing why slumber eludes me, is eating up at me.  I’m frustrated.  I text for a triple of my drink on the rocks to be brought up to my room, so as not to disturb Will. I kiss her forhead & smile.  I love the hell outta her.   J.