For keybladeorder
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It was obvious that Burn wasn't very happy. He glared, golden eyes blazing with fury. Maybe his anger wasn't directed at you specifically, maybe it was, but either way, something must have set him off.
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So maybe a sparring session had gone a little overboard. Burn's hands were rather clumsy with the bandages, hinting at his inexperience, but he really did mean well. "Sorry about that," he murmured. "I guess I got carried away."
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Burn walked with an unusual spring in his step and a broad grin on his face. It was definitely rare to see him this happy. There was nothing, it seemed, that could bring him down. At this point, he honestly didn't believe his day could get any better.