[She prepares to dodge the Thorin bolt, hardly thinking of particularly clever tactics when there's so much anger and frustration and need to be successful here; it's a distracting mix of emotions, and then the cloud of dust is kicked up and she can't see anything at all.
She scowls at that, expression nearly a pout. She could fire blindly, but he'd expect that, wouldn't he? And as satisfying as it would be to nail him with a Thoron spell, she can recognize a gambit when she sees one.
He's coming closer, and she reaches for her sword, closing her eyes and straining her ears to hear where he's coming from.]
If he wins...when he wins...then he'll--
[She sweeps her tome out to try to scatter some of the dust, coughing.]
Then he'll teach me tactics again, like he used to!
[And really, she's so hinged on this. She knows that Grima isn't the sweet, gentle father she used to know. But...he's her father, and maybe, just maybe, if she's successful, he'll look at her like he used to again, and he'll be her father, sweet and kind, again.
She's being used, but she just refuses to acknowledge it, because acknowledging something as dangerous as that is the same as breaking, in the end.]
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She scowls at that, expression nearly a pout. She could fire blindly, but he'd expect that, wouldn't he? And as satisfying as it would be to nail him with a Thoron spell, she can recognize a gambit when she sees one.
He's coming closer, and she reaches for her sword, closing her eyes and straining her ears to hear where he's coming from.]
If he wins...when he wins...then he'll--
[She sweeps her tome out to try to scatter some of the dust, coughing.]
Then he'll teach me tactics again, like he used to!
[And really, she's so hinged on this. She knows that Grima isn't the sweet, gentle father she used to know. But...he's her father, and maybe, just maybe, if she's successful, he'll look at her like he used to again, and he'll be her father, sweet and kind, again.
She's being used, but she just refuses to acknowledge it, because acknowledging something as dangerous as that is the same as breaking, in the end.]