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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 10:11 pm
"But I do take it seriously," sure her hits weren't quite as hard as they could have been, but-- "And I wasn't down. I asked her for a spar and I kept hitting her just as much---" Sherry'd had every intention of defending her friend. It hadn't been anyone's fault, stuff like that just happened. But then, "What are yo---" Sherry's voice trailed off into a nod of understanding.
"Right," she eyed the scar. "I remember...she said..." Ofelia had said it was her fault. That and so much more. The memory stirred emotions up that Sherry wasn't sure she wanted right then.
So she laughed. "We practically have matching scars."
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 10:27 pm
He only let out a huff as he re-buttoned his shirt. "Well, whatever. I was somewhat asking for it. I thought you girls would be more prudent about your looks or something."
The keys were clipped to his belt, and he waved a hand dismissively. "Well, thanks for the spar. I'm gonna go train now." With that, he left for the training courses.
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