⟪ that does earn him something of a smile. well, it's a self-satisfied smirk, but it is significantly closer to a smile than she has come in a good long while.
that's right about when he reminds her that not everyone in this place knows about bending. ⟫
I am a firebending master. ⟪ to offer something of an explanation, she raises. her palm and produces a flame, blue in its intensity. she wants his respect, though, and perhaps that is why she gives in to a little bragging. ⟫ I won't demonstrate the lightning now, it would alert anyone or anything in the area to our position. But it is effective.
⟪ something of her pride seems to fade at that. it's a vivid memory still, striking down her brother. dead or alive, that's the question, and she knows which one she ought to root for. she closes her first and snuffs out the flame. ⟫ What do you fight with?
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that's right about when he reminds her that not everyone in this place knows about bending. ⟫
I am a firebending master. ⟪ to offer something of an explanation, she raises. her palm and produces a flame, blue in its intensity. she wants his respect, though, and perhaps that is why she gives in to a little bragging. ⟫ I won't demonstrate the lightning now, it would alert anyone or anything in the area to our position. But it is effective.
⟪ something of her pride seems to fade at that. it's a vivid memory still, striking down her brother. dead or alive, that's the question, and she knows which one she ought to root for. she closes her first and snuffs out the flame. ⟫ What do you fight with?