Huh. Well...it feel like a scythe. A fancy one but still.
[She places her hands in the right spots, showing him with really outright instructing.] I'm not Death Incarnate so...
[With the scythe raised, she gestures him to step back a pace. Then she slices through the dummy's head, easy, quick, in control. There is no sense of being outside herself, of something taking her over. Why would there be, this is just a dummy in a training gym. Yet, somehow she'd worried.
Yet, there are parts of her both thrilled and queasy at the sight of the dummy's head falling to the ground]
There. [She holds out scythe out roughly, looking away from the sight, from him]
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[She places her hands in the right spots, showing him with really outright instructing.] I'm not Death Incarnate so...
[With the scythe raised, she gestures him to step back a pace. Then she slices through the dummy's head, easy, quick, in control. There is no sense of being outside herself, of something taking her over. Why would there be, this is just a dummy in a training gym. Yet, somehow she'd worried.
Yet, there are parts of her both thrilled and queasy at the sight of the dummy's head falling to the ground]
There. [She holds out scythe out roughly, looking away from the sight, from him]