[ Well. She thinks, carefully, for awhile. Trying to put in terms that could be expressed, that feeling, that aches in utter purpose all the way through her. ] When I have my sword, training, or when the plasma arc crackle? My whole body feels alive. I can feel every limb, every sound, every feeling. The heat on my face from the shot fired, the ache of my muscles holding a sword so tightly.
[ A shaky laugh, it's not something she can be, not as a woman, not on Barrayar. Why she had been sent to schools in Beta Colony. The only place she could express any of it. No one there would care, not the same way if she spent too long in firing ranges. ]
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[ Well. She thinks, carefully, for awhile. Trying to put in terms that could be expressed, that feeling, that aches in utter purpose all the way through her. ] When I have my sword, training, or when the plasma arc crackle? My whole body feels alive. I can feel every limb, every sound, every feeling. The heat on my face from the shot fired, the ache of my muscles holding a sword so tightly.
[ A shaky laugh, it's not something she can be, not as a woman, not on Barrayar. Why she had been sent to schools in Beta Colony. The only place she could express any of it. No one there would care, not the same way if she spent too long in firing ranges. ]