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The boundaries of appropriate behavior were pushed. The woman's eyes continued to survey the instrument as she let her suggestion hang in the air between them, anticipating either rejection or acceptance. She could handle either though hoped that the smaller girl would understand.

X'yrin explained; "The culture of the Nomads invites a demonstration of skill and technique through spar, nothing more than a friendly show, mind you. I hardly see any use weapons less it is for tasks and, with your permission, would like to see how your weapon is used." She dipped her head politely, leaving the decision up to her new companion here. Her request was obscenely forward, but she rationalized the suggestion in her mind by claiming it was for a show of the weapon use only. This was not some plow to get her taste of a fight.

That would have been utterly selfish of her... though pleasing. The woman stood with a calm smile and waited.



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