@gluttonvulpo ' Something Iβd rather not talk about honestly . . Given how I usually manage to hit my targets . . '
A training accident isnβt something to talk much about . . She accidentally stabbed her own leg , so what of it ?
Though everything has considerably improved with dur-nar here .
@IamWarborn "Iβve had.. much worse and you know.. that.."
She already knows how to keep herself awake and itβs to keep talkingβ¦ as long as she can keep talking she can remain awake.. though she is rather limp in his arms.
"β¦whoβ¦ or what did this to youβ¦ I need toβ¦ remove themβ¦"
Gripping her halberd⦠before jumping up, spinning it, and slamming it right into the training dummy.. she cant get better by just watching battle records.. she needs to come up with new moves too..
@IamWarborn Her vision was blurredβ¦ she must of struck something she shouldnβt haveβ¦ sheβll definitely need arts to heal the wound before the tourniquet is removed or she might just bleed to death..
"I think I stabbed.. a major arteryβ¦ dont let them remove itβ¦ till they heal meβ¦β
@IamWarborn The moment the weapon was removed she began to bleed more rapidlyβ¦ the bloodflow now unimpededβ¦ the vulpoβs eyes starting to droopβ¦
"β¦and now Iβllβ¦ day as consequence of my softnessβ¦ serves me right.. for being unable toβ¦"
Sheβs breathing heavily now..
@IamWarborn Her eyes were blank, her usual expression replaced with a similar emptiness from when she first returned from her long searchβ¦ crumpling down to the ground with that expressionless dead lookβ¦
"Iβve let the kindness here make me too.. soft.."
@IamWarborn She would turn her halberd towards himβ¦ channeling her arts into it fullyβ¦ angling it upwardβ¦ aiming to cleave through his brain and his heartsβ¦ to freeze them all solidβ¦
Only for her to miss at the last secondβ¦accidentally stabbing into her own legβ¦
"Iβve gone softβ¦"
@IamWarborn "Life is preciousβ¦ the entire order of it.. I told you that before.. even if someone dies.. I would want them toβ¦ stay like that itβs not right forβ¦ someone to just come back from the deadβ¦"
Her eyes would water up, her cold preventing the tears from flowing though..
@IamWarborn Sheβs scramble back to her feet on her own.. those instincts of hers driving her to not even want to touch his hand.
"And what about.. the fact my room still isnt repaired after you sent bits of wall all over it.."
Her eyes are jolting up the moment she sees that motion , the faintest of blushes forming on her face . . Though her paleness makes it all too visible . .
' Itβs not like I could eat them all by myself anyways . . I splurged a little bit while my mind was all hazey . . '
' I only hid them because I know youβd find a way to coax them out of me . . Even now your pouting makes me wanna just hand them over . . '
Sheβs resisting the urge to just . . Offer them to the other . . Though her eyes are definitely not looking at dur-narβs face . .
She heard that . .
Fine sheβllβ¦ sheβll offer one to her then . .
' Iβm not very festive in general you know .. I see your eating habits havenβt changed either .. considering those eyes on my sweet bread .. '
. . Sheβs trying not to stare . . She has a habit of staring . .
Excuse her hiding all the sweet bread she was gonna gorge on . underneath her tail it goes .
' why are you the one person I know that hasnβt . . Changed since the day we both came here . . Sorry , you didnβt come to hear me rant . '
Sad tail flicking begins .