[ Fern freezes up once when she hears Severa shout, but fortunately, the noise succeeds in getting the monster's attention. Fern's hands squeeze hard around her staff, and she tries to aim again as the beast shifts, then lunges to meet Severa's attack.
If she fires she could hit her again, so she doesn't. Once it's over, and Severa approaches—limping—Fern can only stare up at her with a blank sort of look. It's hard to remember the last time that she's screwed up this badly, and it makes her feel sick. ]
What are you doing?
[ Frustrating. Embarrassing. These are not emotions that Fern handles well. Front-liners like Severa are tough, she knows that, but... ]
You're the one that's hurt.
[ Fern helps herself up, rebuffing Severa's offer. Once she's on her feet, though, she ends up just standing there rather awkwardly. Honestly, she wants to apologize, but the words are gummed up in her throat. ]
[ Severa can't hide the scowl on her face. Watching Fern get up on her own, rejecting her help, hurts just as bad as the pain shooting up her leg. Ok, fine then.
She takes a deep breath, steels herself. There's a mission to finish, and it won't happen on its own. ]
We're running behind. If we leave now, we can get to town by dusk.
[ The two merchants are looking over their cargo and ensuring it's all secured in the back of the cart. Severa moves past Fern to make her way over to see if she can help them. ]
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If she fires she could hit her again, so she doesn't. Once it's over, and Severa approaches—limping—Fern can only stare up at her with a blank sort of look. It's hard to remember the last time that she's screwed up this badly, and it makes her feel sick. ]
What are you doing?
[ Frustrating. Embarrassing. These are not emotions that Fern handles well. Front-liners like Severa are tough, she knows that, but... ]
You're the one that's hurt.
[ Fern helps herself up, rebuffing Severa's offer. Once she's on her feet, though, she ends up just standing there rather awkwardly. Honestly, she wants to apologize, but the words are gummed up in her throat. ]
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[ Severa can't hide the scowl on her face. Watching Fern get up on her own, rejecting her help, hurts just as bad as the pain shooting up her leg. Ok, fine then.
She takes a deep breath, steels herself. There's a mission to finish, and it won't happen on its own. ]
We're running behind. If we leave now, we can get to town by dusk.
[ The two merchants are looking over their cargo and ensuring it's all secured in the back of the cart. Severa moves past Fern to make her way over to see if she can help them. ]