[She had no way to know about Deadmen, about any kind of power his blood held, but she did seem to know how to wield her weapon. There were probably easier weapons to make, so there had to be a reason she had chosen this instead of a club, or something more simple. So, when she swung the blade, miss or not, there was an experienced grace in.]
[Keeping the scythe up, she points at him, voice sounding no older or more mature than it did during her normal conversation.]
If you would stop this, I can too. I'm not here to hurt people, neither should you.
revote;
[Keeping the scythe up, she points at him, voice sounding no older or more mature than it did during her normal conversation.]
If you would stop this, I can too. I'm not here to hurt people, neither should you.