[She nods once, sharply, before she tucks the whips length against her arm, and underneath it to free her grip. And that is her cue to move forward, the steely look in her eyes replaced with concern.]
Good. But I apologize-it wasn't my intention to hit so soundly.
[It's a practice round, and bruises happen, but the last snap had been rather...well.]
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Good. But I apologize-it wasn't my intention to hit so soundly.
[It's a practice round, and bruises happen, but the last snap had been rather...well.]
Are you all right?