@cazzizant.
“ ——— ugh !! ”
fire opal had been trying to keep his jaw clenched, teeth sealed around any indication of pain —— but, after being beaten across the solid - steel floor of the walkway outside rhodonite’s office at least a dozen times, it was becoming more difficult to hang onto his pride. the previously faultless ebony of the higher gem’s boots was scuffed and streaked, as was the smoothly lacquered sheath of her long sword ------ at least, he could take some satisfaction in her not striding away from this without a flaw or two.
