>>6103990She’s trying to use the same trick you tried with Master.
And just like Master…
You skip to the right and hit Rubida’s stomach with the hilt of your sword.
She lets out a choked gasp as you catch her right in the sternum. Falling back, she grasps for something, falling on her knees, the axe forgotten as it clutters on the ground.
The rain comes back to fill the silence in the room. The first to speak is Master.
“I suppose this means I am going to be quite preoccupied with Madama Fors for the past hour.”
“For real?” Salicera’s brown and grey eyes shine as she balls her fists in victory. “I mean… sorry Rubida. That one look like it hurt.”
“Wasn’t my intention.” Sheathing your sword you help her stand up. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“At least it wasn’t the sharp edge, Candente,” she groans, but there’s a hint of mirth in her voice as she stands up, holding onto her stomach. “But in a way, I’m happy. It means you are back, better than before. This is something… hnnfh, I may have a few bruised ribs. Something I can count on. Can count on you, Candente.”
“Oh no. I can petition for healing, let me…”
“I’ll do it,” Soralisa stands, reaching out to both of you. “I needed more practice anyway.”
You hesitate, but then you remember how you try to support her when she felt like she was being a burden. It’s clear she’s trying to find her footing.
It feels reassuring when you manage to understand people.
From time to time.
“Sure. Apologies for the hit.”
“I have earned it,” Rubida winces, or maybe grins, it’s hard to say. She lays on a blanket and Soralisa sits next to her, starting to murmur words and intercede for her healing. Rubida’s gorgeous face relaxes as she falls into an easy slumber under the brunette’s care.
As Master and Salicera finally start to discuss their starting position and goals for the sparring session, you feel like your attention is going to get split anyway.
>You watch Salicera and Master. The match is going to be too quick for you to learn much, but it’s going to be an interesting sight.>You prefer to comfort Rubida, holding her hand while discussing with Soralisa. What does she know about Asterites, actually?>You prefer to take a break and watch from afar, examining Carnaval’s gift.>Then again, there might be something else to do [Write-In]sorry for the somewhat shorter update, I really need my beauty sleep. Writing with a fever is not the best feeling in the world. See you soon, and thanks for playing... try to be a little gentler with poor Rubida next time. You wrecked her. 