Carbon Kiwi
Soldier
Would you help me search for a fairy cave on an August moon and a low low tide?
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Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:37:13 GMT 10
Title: Defense [2] Rating: G Word Count: 148 Pairing: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: It’s more than history: it’s a first line of defence. Notes: Given Briar's knives and Daja's staff, I occasionally wonder what weapons Sandry and Tris would carry, beyond their powers.
Sandry swallowed hard against her dry throat. She dropped the knives and held up her hands. “Break! My mouth is a desert.”
Briar hurried to retrieve his water pouch from his workshop. He brought it out to the garden and handed it to Sandry, who drank deeply before passing it to Daja.
Tris eyed the sword Sandry had previously rejected. When she thought no one was looking, Tris reached for it and held it close. She thought she heard the wind singing past the metal of it.
Daja stepped up beside her. “It feels nice, doesn’t it?”
Tris gazed at her sidelong. “What does?”
“The feel of a weapon that doesn’t come from your hair or body,” Daja clarified. She grinned to prove she meant no harm in the statement. “Traders feel the same about carrying a staff. It’s more than history: it’s a first line of defence.”
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