hasapoint: an old woman's hand proffering a sword hilt (Default)
Need (Sister Lashan) ([personal profile] hasapoint) wrote in [community profile] lukeoutbelow 2022-11-27 08:01 pm (UTC)

Hesri reddens in the pause, absolutely chalking it up entirely to having said a nonsense name - not that 'Guts' is any better - in her cheerful getting-little-kids-to-do-something voice. Some of the girls smother laughter and are elbowed by others if they don't do it well enough. Then he gets his shirt up over his head.

"Oh..." Just who says that is unclear. There are gasps, there is craning to see and a giggle or two along with a general quiet commotion. A few who miss the subtext for whatever reason take this as a cue to get their own shirts off and are stopped and participate in hushed, furious, but it's not fair! discussions. Usually in the summer plenty of girls are running around without shirts or tunics or even breast bands, for those to whom that's not painful. The rain has things a little cool for that right now but wrestling and exertion warm a body up.

Regardless, six fighter-type teens and a small child take the rope opposite Guts. Galli goes behind him, which isn't at all so she can look at the muscles of his back and have any feelings about them whatsoever.

"Wrap your hands around the rope, not the other way around, or if something goes wrong you'll get hands like mine," Hesri says, rallying with an anxious laugh. Her hands absolutely didn't get like they are from a rope, not that she's offering them to be examined. Rope wrapping can result in losing fingers if the rope is pulled hard enough. "Let's be good sports everyone! Ready, steady... start!"

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