As soon as he's up on his feet, Donnie turns to hurry over beside him, whatever mask of calm concentration he'd donned for the fight immediately slipping. He sets his staff down as he tries to check on the other.
"You okay? Sorry, I..." He winces. "Maybe we don't use broomsticks next time."
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Date: 2025-03-13 06:01 pm (UTC)As soon as he's up on his feet, Donnie turns to hurry over beside him, whatever mask of calm concentration he'd donned for the fight immediately slipping. He sets his staff down as he tries to check on the other.
"You okay? Sorry, I..." He winces. "Maybe we don't use broomsticks next time."