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Maea

Waking from the dream
Witnessing the smoke that's rolling in

If it had been Astaroth or Thalassa, she would have left the moment their silhouette became visible in the low light. Fortunately, it was only Zavien. The irony that she was one he might hesitate to approach was not lost on her, and so she straightened out of her stance with a welcoming smile when he did choose to approach. Theirs had been a very unfortunate altercation, and the only way to prove that her outburst had been the exception, not the rule was time.

"Hi there. Not at all - I was about done." Feeling a bit self conscious, she pulled at the dress to loosen it from her skin, though the effect didn't really make a difference. At least it wasn't see-through. "Ah, yes. I picked them up from street fighterss in Torchline... and dancers. Self taught, really." She hesitated before asking, "Would you be interested in a spar? It's been a while since I practiced them in action... Unless you're busy, of course. You don't have to." She'd spent most of her time focusing on magic and her shifts, and it would be a shame to let the hand-to-hand skills stagnate. But if he'd rather not, she would understand.

The end is what you fear
The scent of embers lingers in the air