Small..still..guess it's for your size.
[And up he goes. He seems..oddly satisfied?]
..I'll bring a lesser jaggri next time. See if you can handle it.
Zenor
⠀
❪ Unsheathing her weapon. Large, thicker than your average blade, and dense. And she’s already making it known that she doesn’t want him to hold it.
Edge prefers it that way, not sure she’ll change her mind. ❫
⠀
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
That's what the hunters are for as well. Doesn't mean when I was sent in ta fight something bigger than me, one on one, I didn't feel a rush!
Yer weapon. Lemme see it.
Zenor
❪ The sulfur made her eyes sting a little, but her expression remained still, it usually is.
Eyes narrowing, slightly defensive. ❫
It’s really my purpose to protect.
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
..Knew it.
[Finally pulling back. The faint stench of decay and sulfur leaving the air as he does.]
I can always spot a fighter.
Zenor
⠀
❪ A growl, crossing her arms tighter. It only reminded her of what she used to do. ❫
Hm.
⠀
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
Rage. Seeing others hurt when you could save them.
You'd rather die in a blaze of glory protecting others that need it. Am I wrong?
Zenor
⠀
❪ And that’s Edge keeping her distance as she calmly stepped back, she’s not a fan of close proximity. It only heightens her guard. ❫
Rage?
⠀
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
Ha. Not with people. No. ..no..
[Oh that's him getting a little closer. Serious look in his eye.
Just a fire behind them.Even just being near him feels different all of a sudden. Thick air.]
Pain and rage are our pride, if you're going to burn out you'll do so showing others the way, right?!
Zenor
⠀
❪ A scoff, flicking her sharp eyes back to him as she spoke. ❫
I’m a fighter, but I don’t go around lookin’ for one, so you’re wrong in that regard.
⠀
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
..ah well..lesson learned, eh?
[Finally. Eyepatch being put back on.]
You understand it. I know a fighter when I see it.
..got that same look in your eyes I once had.
You're ready. Itching fer one.
Zenor
⠀
❪ Averting her gaze elsewhere. She can be…a little distant.
Sure, conversations aren’t really a problem, but being hardened made it hard to build connections easily. ❫
⠀
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
Glad you do. I can't. Not like I used to anyways.
[Not..sensitive enough apparently. And a lack of manners as he just starts tracing the empty socket with a finger.]
..damn thing..little less cocky and i'd be fine.
Zenor
❪ Crossing her arms after a moment. While Edge’s expression barely shifted, something moved behind her otherwise sharp, bright blue eyes. It was slight alarm.
Eyes are sensitive, no doubt it might still hurt there. ❫
I see.
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
Hmph..fine.
[Slowly sitting down. Cross legged.
Just to be face to face with her as he removes the eyepatch, that empty wound on display.]
Ripped it out mid hunt. Great jaggri destroyed it anyways.
Zenor
❪ Averting her gaze, memories flashing behind a stilled expression. Then she shook her head, a scoff leaving her. ❫
Nothin’ important.
❪ Ah…sore spot. ❫
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
What caused yours?
Zenor
I’ll keep that in mind.
❪ Gesturing to a jagged, gnarly scar partially covered by her top. It looked…spiral? ❫
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
..yeah..I've seen worse.
[Gesturing to his eyepatch.]
Blood makes me. act up. Bloodlust.
Zenor
It was nothin’.
Just a scratch.
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
good. I could not stand to be near It anymore.
Zenor
yes.
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
..no. I didn't.
did your finger stop bleeding?
Zenor
You don’t have to tell me that.
⠀ 𝕰𝑫𝑮𝑬.⠀
at this point I don't care. The guild wants my head. They can collect it from my bloodied corpse.
Zenor
I feel like whatever I got goin’ on shouldn’t be anyone’s business. Who knows what they’ll do with it.
