As you ponder on what fun ideas you could do with the Rapier, Lydia snatches it from your hands playfully. The way she pulled it slashed at your stomache, but it doesn't cut through, so it heals up quick. You run towards her, and grab on to the sword trying to get it back.
"C'mon, give it back. I'm still thinking!" You say giggling.
"No way, you took too long!" She chimed swinging the sword around wildly.
Her reckless swinging has caused her head as well as your right hand to inches from your thumb off, sending them somewhat flying.
Lydia's head crashes to the floor, "Ow! Maybe I shouldn't have been so wild with that thing."
She picks up her lying head as well as your clinging hand, and looks back at you with a "seriously, stop it" look.
As you let your hand let go, she catches it with a free hand. She hands you your detached hand to your stump, reattaching it back on right.
Lydia proceeds to reattach her head...
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