[1v1] Story of the Boil who cried Wolf | Lizzy & Mitsu | FIN

[Inu-Mitsu]

And despite that last weak punch Mitsu felt her FEAR shield break. She was now vulnerable not to mention worn feeling and tired. Taking a step back she held up her hands submissively though her arms hurt to do so. They still felt like dead weight, blood streaming in thin lines in all directions.

"You did a good job," Mitsu complimented, staggering a bit on her feet. She needed to sit down.  

[Dragain]

"Thanks..." She heaved a sigh of relief, glad that it was over; she was pretty worn out as well before flopping to the ground. Who cares if it was bad to sit right after a work out? She needed to not be standing up!

"You too... We should do this again one day. Hopefully our spar will be shorter then," She couldn't resist commenting with a chuckle.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

"Eh heh..." Mitsu's chuckle was a little forced but she still looked amused. They had dragged out their fight a bit in the beginning just talking away.

"L..Lizzy. About Mac..." What did she want to say really? She had no real advice to give, no answers or proof. Just a hunch that he wasn't being truthful. "Try to keep your nose up...no....no that's not quite right." Mitsu had to think. She wasn't very good with expressions. "Eyes up....no...umm...well...don't let it get you down." Yes that would work.  

[Dragain]

"I know," Her expression softened as she smiled, "Thank you. I will, don't worry." She shuffled over to give her friend a hug and then continued sitting down till she felt better.