[By the end, Star's anima meets the blazing full moon on Yudain's brow, and he swipes at the air, rolling to flank Star before that damned sword starts swinging again-]
[-blood, and more disturbing things indeed, staining his sword hand-]
[It takes him a moment to speak, wingss fluttering uneasily.] I believe that was our mark? I presume you can heal that quite nicely, given time.
[Tiny flames flicker on his tongue. He still isn't sure whether to feel pity for Star's pain or pride at having wounded his foe, but at least the victor gets to make that sort of decision...]
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Date: 2012-05-05 09:04 pm (UTC)From:[-blood, and more disturbing things indeed, staining his sword hand-]
[It takes him a moment to speak, wingss fluttering uneasily.] I believe that was our mark? I presume you can heal that quite nicely, given time.
[Tiny flames flicker on his tongue. He still isn't sure whether to feel pity for Star's pain or pride at having wounded his foe, but at least the victor gets to make that sort of decision...]