Maea
And I never know what to say
'Til I'm already walking away
Combat did not always occurr according to plan, hence Maea's overuse of her elegant gown. It was not usually what one wore in a sparring ring, and the absence of its sweeping skirts and soft velvet sleeves felt odd this morning, like she had misplaced a layer of skin. She would regret not wearing it later, once the bruises after this started to develop.
Scuffing her boots over the ground to test the footing, she nodded acceptance of Hadama's offer. "If I may. I've been meaning to ask your opinion on my bloodbane ability. How dangerous it feels, how best to time it... If it is alright with you, may I use it?" She grimaced lightly while bringing out her weapons. The chakram would see use today, though not, perhaps, on Hadama. "It won't be pleasant - we don't have to do it today." Or ever, really - Maea would prefer to never turn the power on anyone at all, ever again. Of course, then she would never grow, either. As far as gifts went, this one felt like a double edged one.
Scuffing her boots over the ground to test the footing, she nodded acceptance of Hadama's offer. "If I may. I've been meaning to ask your opinion on my bloodbane ability. How dangerous it feels, how best to time it... If it is alright with you, may I use it?" She grimaced lightly while bringing out her weapons. The chakram would see use today, though not, perhaps, on Hadama. "It won't be pleasant - we don't have to do it today." Or ever, really - Maea would prefer to never turn the power on anyone at all, ever again. Of course, then she would never grow, either. As far as gifts went, this one felt like a double edged one.
Wanna punch you in the face
But I won't, but I might, but I won't
