Oh, my poor back...
If I can still mount a horse by myself, I'm certainly capable of having a -fine- back...damn bones.
Damn feet...out of the way, Katrina--
Damn everything. Where did I put those...ahah. Lose my head if it wasn't attached to my shoulders, wouldn't I. Don't know how a grown woman could lose four large swords...
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And something strong for this bloody damn back.
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That you can take to the bank.
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Coming to lessons today? Watch me labor over this spine.
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My back's done in, my knees are done, my hands are wrecked, and still I get up at 6 every morning to hack away at a dummy with a sword.
Crazy old bat.
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Honestly, who's heard of arthritis slowing a woman's training...worst my father had was gout. To hell with it.
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Are you--do you--I mean...crap-
... You doing all right?
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I'll be fine, darling, everything else is else is paining, what's one more.
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