[She can touch the podium if she wants, to change the setting to something she's more accustomed to. He'll adapt. Otherwise, she can come at him! He's ready.]
[ Primrose takes a moment to inspect the weapons-- and then opts to pick up a pair of daggers, testing the weight and heft of them before she nods to herself.
But then she's dashing at him with a dancer's speed, daggers angled to strike right at his neck. It's fine, she doubts he'll let them even get close. ]
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[ Is she joking or is she serious who knows ]
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He gestures to the podium!]
I'd love a preview, then, so I know what to look forward to.
[Childe please calm your fight boner you were doing so well]
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[ Sure, why not. It's good stress relief?? ]
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[She can touch the podium if she wants, to change the setting to something she's more accustomed to. He'll adapt. Otherwise, she can come at him! He's ready.]
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But then she's dashing at him with a dancer's speed, daggers angled to strike right at his neck. It's fine, she doubts he'll let them even get close. ]