Sorry, Don; that was the opposite of how she was wanting you to feel with that. She's trying to help, she really is! But it's a little hard when there's a battle around...
Yeah, this is going to be a rough talk later.
"Jus' hang in there. Let's make sure these folks ain't stumblin' more, see if any o'em are injured, all that." Deep in the recesses of her mind, there's a part of Nephenee that itches to get back into the main fray, to use the adrenaline still coursing through her and help the others out, to be what she's been trained to be - an elite lancer.
That quiet part gets quickly and ruthlessly bashed over the head, shoved into a hole, and covered up. She doesn't acknowledge that part; it's not how a proper soldier of Crimea should be. Never mind that she enjoys sparring a little too much...
There's a grunt from the Sentinel, the sound of something being thrown, a yell close in the distance. "Ya got bandages, jus' in case?" Horsefeathers, she's too used to the Wishblade...normal halberds are not balanced for throwing, but at least she didn't miss. She's going to need to buy some chain to attach to this thing. "If not, there's some in my waistpack ya can have."
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Date: 2024-07-22 11:03 pm (UTC)Yeah, this is going to be a rough talk later.
"Jus' hang in there. Let's make sure these folks ain't stumblin' more, see if any o'em are injured, all that." Deep in the recesses of her mind, there's a part of Nephenee that itches to get back into the main fray, to use the adrenaline still coursing through her and help the others out, to be what she's been trained to be - an elite lancer.
That quiet part gets quickly and ruthlessly bashed over the head, shoved into a hole, and covered up. She doesn't acknowledge that part; it's not how a proper soldier of Crimea should be. Never mind that she enjoys sparring a little too much...
There's a grunt from the Sentinel, the sound of something being thrown, a yell close in the distance. "Ya got bandages, jus' in case?" Horsefeathers, she's too used to the Wishblade...normal halberds are not balanced for throwing, but at least she didn't miss. She's going to need to buy some chain to attach to this thing. "If not, there's some in my waistpack ya can have."