Carbon Kiwi
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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 7:39:02 GMT 10
Title: Defense [3] Rating: G Word Count: 200 Pairing: Circlecest Round/Fight: 4/A Warnings: Summary: “Will this be bad?” she questioned in a whisper. Notes: Given Briar's knives and Daja's staff, I occasionally wonder what weapons Sandry and Tris would carry, beyond their powers.
Sandry’s wooden knife flew through the air, out of her grasp and toward the flare of Briar’s power.
“That’s cheating!” she accused, pointing a finger at him. “How am I supposed to learn to fight if you pull stunts like that?”
“I didn’t think it right, letting you keep on that way,” Briar stated as he twirled the practice knife over his palm. “I don’t intend to be mean, Sandry, but you’re abysmal with knives.”
“I’ve only just started!”
Briar shook his head. “There’s a knack some people have for it—a calling. It’s not something you can learn. If you haven’t got it with knives, you’ll be bested when you try. You need something else.”
“Something else like what?” Sandry challenged, looking between Briar, Tris and Daja. Tris shrugged: what did she know of the sort? Sandry locked in on Daja. “A staff?”
Daja threw Sandry her own staff—a testament to trust—and grinned. “Give it a try.”
Briar handed Daja a whittled stick-staff for practice and stood back to watch. Tris joined him.
“Will this be bad?” she questioned in a whisper.
He glanced between the two circling each other. “Judging by her handle on it, yes.”
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