[Terezi twists to dodge, joints just a little more flexible than is humanly possible: the flat of Bro's sword kisses her arm in passing. Just barely not a hit, and her heart is racing now. So fast! What a challenge, what a treat! He's faster than she is, like that, and suddenly the chances of victory are uncertain.]
[Terezi loves it.]
[She turns a neat flip to get space, readies her blade and sniffs eagerly to find out where he is now, mouth gaping wide, fangs glittering.]
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[Terezi loves it.]
[She turns a neat flip to get space, readies her blade and sniffs eagerly to find out where he is now, mouth gaping wide, fangs glittering.]