OoC: Good, great job! I'll carry on from here, obviously.

BiC: Avi found words to say, but she wasn't sure what she would do about her claw problem.

"Yeah, from what you can tell," Avi said. "I need to have a look." She walked behind Desquode and examined the wound on his back. Blood was flowing down his back and staining his black shirt. And not only was the leather worn over it torn, but the shirt as well. Avi gasped in dismay at the sight of the deep cut and then glanced at her claws. The ones on her left hand were also stained with blood. Avi gasped again.

"What's wrong?" Desquode asked, sensing that Avi had discovered something dreadful.

"You're bleeding badly!" she cried. "Blood has stained your shirt too. Oh, I'm really sorry! I should either learn to control these...these dreadful things or cut them off!" Desquode's eyes widened slightly at Avi's analysis. He didn't want Avi to have to cut her own claws off, nor did he want her to accidentally cut him again. Desquode knew he had to think of something...

"No...you don't have to cut them off just because you've mistakenly cut me once," Desquode tried to explain. "Those are good weapons. You should take care of them." Avi plopped herself down on a rock sitting in the sand and broke into tears.

"But...I don't want to accidentally do it again," she sobbed. "How would you feel if I kept leaving a cut on your body every time I touched you? Des...I don't want to hurt you...I love you..." With that, Avi covered her face with her hands. Desquode glanced away for a few seconds, looking for some way to solve their problem. Then he realized negotiating would be the right way to find a solution.

Desquode sat down beside Avi on the rock, as it was big enough for two. Avi moved her hands from her face and looked up at him. He raised a warm hand and wiped her tears away as her long hair flowed in the soft breeze blowing in the background.

"Avi, should you really let your claws tear us apart?" Desquode said. "Should you really believe that I'll stop loving you just because you made a little mistake?" Avi stopped crying. She took a deep breath as she looked for words.

"But Des...I don't want to hurt you again..." she repeated. "I've been able to grow my claws like this for an entire year...but I never realized that I still don't have complete control over it. And because of that I'm afraid I'm going to repeat that mistake..." Desquode smiled softly. Now the solution was clear.

"Well, I don't want you to repeat that mistake either," Desquode replied. "All you need to do is control the claws and not let the claws control you. Use your mind much more efficiently. Know when and when not to let the claws grow." Avi returned Desquode's smile warmly. She knew he was right about not letting her claws control her and she was now determined not let her weapons get the best of her love for him.

"Yeah...you're right, Des," Avi agreed. "I keep working at it and eventually I'll reach that goal." Desquode smiled again. Avi was determined and just those words gave him a feeling of happiness.

"So are we all good on this now besides the fact that that wound still needs to be cleaned up?" Desquode asked. Avi nodded.

"Yeah...definitely." A few seconds later, the two shared another long kiss.

OoC: You're up, Dave.

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