[ The moment Cecily withdraws, Sharon lets go and her knees go weak, eyes black as ink that slowly recedes. She rests her hands on her knees as the mammoth bleeds out, tiny, desperate movements of a creature that's accepted its death. She can't bring herself to feel empathy for it. ]
I miss your damn bow. [ It kept the other woman at a distance for their enemies which meant she was a little more safe; they'd be able to take care of things side by side but now Sharon has to keep her distance while Cecily does the hard work.
Her heart beat slowly returns to normal but she still feels weighted. ] You kick ass without it, though. I'd say people should be frightened of you.
[ A joke. Cecily is still a show to watch as she fought, even lacking in lacking a hand. Sharon admired her greatly for that, striving to be like that. ]
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I miss your damn bow. [ It kept the other woman at a distance for their enemies which meant she was a little more safe; they'd be able to take care of things side by side but now Sharon has to keep her distance while Cecily does the hard work.
Her heart beat slowly returns to normal but she still feels weighted. ] You kick ass without it, though. I'd say people should be frightened of you.
[ A joke. Cecily is still a show to watch as she fought, even lacking in lacking a hand. Sharon admired her greatly for that, striving to be like that. ]