Cthulhu Campfire, Thursday Evening

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"Ow." Dawn was stretched out on the grass, holding ice bags to places where Vi had made contact. She should have known better than to spar with a slayer, but it seemed almost normal, and she'd gotten carried away, and "Ow."

Maybe if she was lucky, the ibuprofen fairy would drop by.

[ooc: Open to everyone!]

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"For my class on being a better fighter," Dawn said, shifting on the grass, "guess why I'm taking it. I need the help."

"Good! And who lectured you? Because I can totally...well, I can pout at him or her a lot."

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"Are you a fighter, then?" Naminé smiled a bit wryly. "I'm not one to begin with, so I felt it would be hopeless to take that class. I can run away very well."

"Oh, no, nothing like that. It's ... a good sort of lecturing, I think. The kind where a friend tells you to stop thinking about yourself the way that you do and keeps at you until you relent." She looked up, flushing a little. "I've never had that before."

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"Not really, no," she admitted, "I'm more your 'get kidnapped and wait until someone shows up with the keys to the handcuffs' type. But I'm trying to change that."

"Oh, well. Um, good. Most of my lectures are of the 'stop doing this' variety."

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Naminé laughed a little at that. "Unfortunately, that seems to be my lot in life as well. I already have someone's assistance pledged in case it should happen again."

"People don't want you to do things? Are they protective, perhaps?"



(OOC: Sorry, had to use this icon. Sup, fellow bait?)

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Dawn rolled her eyes. "The word you're looking for is overprotective," she stressed, "And yes. In unnatural ways, lots of the time."

(OOC: No problem! *waves back*)