[ He catches the blade and there's a sliver of a smile. This isn't really a fight, not even sparring, but pressing at edges, she supposes. Her expression turns a little thin, because he's not wrong. She knew since she first realized energy crackled in her skin what their response would be. ]
Alright, fair enough.
[ It takes her a moment, to convince herself this isn't a vulnerability. Or not one she can't handle. And then she just... stops. That invisible tension drains from her as she stops hiding behind the lie of being something normal, something acceptable that people won't turn away from. The shift starts at her chest and radiates outward; down her arms and spreading as her skin turns sea blue, rippling with energy, the glow in her eyes devouring her pupils down to pinpricks, and that core of energy that seems centered in her heart.
There's that lift of her chin and the hardness in her eyes; defiant, because she knows what she looks like to most people. ]
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Alright, fair enough.
[ It takes her a moment, to convince herself this isn't a vulnerability. Or not one she can't handle. And then she just... stops. That invisible tension drains from her as she stops hiding behind the lie of being something normal, something acceptable that people won't turn away from. The shift starts at her chest and radiates outward; down her arms and spreading as her skin turns sea blue, rippling with energy, the glow in her eyes devouring her pupils down to pinpricks, and that core of energy that seems centered in her heart.
There's that lift of her chin and the hardness in her eyes; defiant, because she knows what she looks like to most people. ]