[Again she grits her teeth, breath heavy as she stares down at the fan. Back home, a fan is a perfectly valid weapon, thank you very much! Forgive her for not knowing the difference!
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...But the more she looks at it, the less deadly it appears. Now frustrated with herself, A.B.A. begins to growl again, but is thankfully cut off by Lily's touch before it can become anything more. She very greedily takes the other woman's hand and holds it closer to her as she toys with her hair, before letting it slip out of her fingers when Lily finishes.]
...if you promise.
[All of her instincts scream against it, but she turns her back to them, going over to another tree before sitting herself down at its base and hiding her face in her knees.]
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...But the more she looks at it, the less deadly it appears. Now frustrated with herself, A.B.A. begins to growl again, but is thankfully cut off by Lily's touch before it can become anything more. She very greedily takes the other woman's hand and holds it closer to her as she toys with her hair, before letting it slip out of her fingers when Lily finishes.]
...if you promise.
[All of her instincts scream against it, but she turns her back to them, going over to another tree before sitting herself down at its base and hiding her face in her knees.]