A blade ill-kept will go to rust. Stay alert. Study your environment, if you haven't already. Learn how to defend yourself, if you don't already know. Don't waste the privilege of living where others have succumbed to the End.
Above all else, find someone you can trust.
[And with that frustratingly cryptic message, Nel sets aside her record and
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At the sound of a voice, Joe heads for the sound and pauses at the sight of Nel.]
Ach, sorry lass. Don't mean to interrupt.
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You aren't. It's been a couple hours, now.
[Nel's palms slide to their usual places, behind each hip. A little on the damp side, but comfort in familiarity.]
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[Joe really has no idea what to say. He scratches the back of his head, a nervous habit.]
So you uh... y'work out often then?
[Yes, cause that didn't sound weird at all.]
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Do. . . you?
[Brilliant, Nel. You win the most eloquent fucking ninja wizard award.]
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They've limited what I can do here, just like before.
[He probably should have figured that when he got here, but it would have been nice to find out otherwise. Especially when he'll be heading into possible danger soon.]
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Precisely. I can do even less.
[He doesn't need to know that she found this out by being bedridden for two days after testing her new limits. She knows better, now.]
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Our weapons, our powers, why don't they just take our legs too? That way they can really cripple us!
[Kevas smirks at his own dumb joke. He found a way around it on that boat and he can do the same thing here too. At least this place actually lets them keep their weapons this time.]
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To play the advocate, I can see why they'd feel it necessary to dampen the supernatural. Never forget the carnage on the M.S. Elegante.
[Dark times, man. Dark times. Her eyes go unfocused, and she remembers.]
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But he did stop when he saw her practicing on the green while out wandering about. He stops and watches, but says nothing for now.*
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The routines she practices place major focus on deflection and strikes to softer, fleshier parts of a humanoid. Nel assumes her imaginary sparring partner is taller, broader-- slipping around on the green carpet as if her feet can't get purchase. A closer look will dash that misconception on the rocks.
For all her pretentiousness, Nel's net of awareness means Sollux has not escaped her notice. He hasn't intruded, so she ignores him.]
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Mopping her brow with a small towelette, she turns in the vague direction of her guest.]
May I help you?
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That's so helpful. You're really good at this whole motivation thing, aren't you?
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If it's not helpful for you, then you're not the intended audience. I would suggest shutting your record or turning the page.
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