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(Claire is slightly out of breath and she is wearing an outfit that is a far cry from the one she arrived in. She leans against what looks like a stone pillar, stretching out the muscles in her back.)

I could use an opponent. I can spar all I like against myself, but that won't do me much good.

(Just keep in mind, even without magical powers, she can handle herself just fine. After dusting off her hands, she picks up the communicator and pans the picture, showing that she is right on the edge of the main civilization.)

Bring a weapon. I don't want to be the cause of some tragedy. (Though she will look out for whoever answers her call. This is just her version of "tough love".)

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Wouldn't there be less tragedy if you didn't use a weapon?

[He's slightly amused, but still interested.]

I don't know. There could be anything prowling around out there. (The weapon isn't really for the spar.)

Fair enough. If you want company, I can join you.

[Sparring near the fence. Nothing could go wrong.]

I'm asking for company. (Nope, this is fine - and not at all bred from sheer curiosity. What's out there?)

I'll come out, then. What weapon were you thinking of?

[Does he need to borrow something? Nah, it'll be fine, right?]

[j.snow is a pale-ish man in his early to mid twenties with intense dark eyes, curling dark hair mostly pulled back in a knot, and a shortish dark beard. They've seen each other around Perimeter Guard headquarters, but there's been no introduction.]

What sort of thing can you do? I'd be bringing a bastard sword, but it may be that practice weapons are better.

(She recognizes him immediately; both of them are rather hard to miss. Claire has her pink hair and aqua blue eyes. Both of which are natural, by the way. ~~Where are those genes?~~)

I can handle a sword. If you have decent control, we don't need to rely on the practice weapons.

[He seems vaguely, privately, ruefully amused by this, but doesn't explain why. It's that he's been training since the time he could walk, and he's trained others, and for the most part, live steel won't be a danger.

What he isn't is smug, in face or voice.]

Oh, I have good control.

But be sure your sword is up to it; mine is Valyrian steel. Harder and lighter than you might have seen before, and it retains its edge better than ordinary steel. I don't want to destroy a sword someone can't easily replace.

What should I call you? I'm Jon Snow.

Edited 2018-01-12 11:33 (UTC)

(Claire joined the Guardian Corps as a teenager - after the death of her parents - and she has wielded all sorts of weapons in various scenarios spanning five hundred years since then. She can deal with smug.)

Glad to hear it. (Have a helping of sarcasm, Jon.) I'd like to see what it can do. I've brought several types of swords with me, so if you cut through one of them, I have a back up.

I'm...Lightning. (She just isn't ready to say her given name. These circumstances feel too much like the world she left behind.)

What kind of experience do you have?

(Noctis doesn't mind blowing off some steam and allowing himself to train, but if she's not as good as she claims, it can be a waste of time.)

Plenty. (To put it lightly.) You don't need to worry about hurting me.

I'm good.

(Arrogance and truth. Noctis is the epitome of combat prince.)

I could blow off some steam. Any landmarks I can use?

Go East and get to the wall. I can talk you the rest of the way. (If he isn't dead-on initially.)

On my way.

(The video cuts off with the sudden appearance of black.

It isn't a quick trip, but Noctis has learned the basics of the city. After finding the correct transportation and then the exit, Noctis follows the wall until he sees the part he recognized in the video. It helps that the woman from the stream is visible.

He hasn't...really sparred with a woman before. He's seen females guards and knows they're capable, but his partners had always been male.

They'd mostly been Gladio.

He holds up a hand in greeting, though there are no visible weapons on his person.)

I'm here.

(Claire makes herself visible, a sword in hand and a gun on her belt. At first sight, she might not look like the traditional guard, soldier or warrior, but one shouldn't wholly rely on their sight when they face "Lightning". She is fearless in combat and quick. Etro chose her for her knight for a reason, though at that point her powers had been expanded. Mere humans can't do the work of gods!

Now she is wholly human again and relying on her own strength. The lessons she has learned have made her smoother - less likely to make a mistake - and there is something exciting about feeling her own mortality. Her stance as she faces him is strong, unflinching.

One could almost believe this woman doesn't hesitate before any obstacle in her life.)

Guard up. (He may not have a visible weapon, but her gaze is wary, assessing him.) We don't want any accidents.

Edited 2018-01-18 03:01 (UTC)

(Not all soldiers are big and burly. Gladio is the biggest among them, but all three of the smaller members have skills of their own. Claire is smaller than Noctis himself, but he isn't going to underestimate her based on sex.

Noctis doesn't seem like the typical warrior either. He's a bit smaller for a male, with slender shoulders and a slim build. His clothing comprises of a black tee and pants that end mid-calf. However, he has the power of the Lucis line behind him, a power augmented by training from the strongest warriors. The prince may have guards, but he was taught how to fight as well.

A confident smirk that borders on arrogant crosses across his face. Noctis' right hand extends before small specks surround his arm. The process seems instant, and when it's clear, there's a sword in his hand.)

Who says I'm off guard?

Where are you?

Close to the wall on the Eastern edge. The weapons aren't really for me; they're for whatever might interrupt us.

Good thinking.

What kind of fighting do you do?

Do you mind an audience?

You're being lazy.

Just seemed like you had a lot of takers already. Is that a 'no'?

I'm not afraid of being overloaded.

You can watch after you participate.

So just looking for more victims?

But I guess I can't turn down a lady. Nonlethal weapons are fine, right?

If that's how you want to see it.

(Lady. Huh. That will take some getting used to.)

Fine for sparring, but we are close to the wall. I'd rather you be able to protect yourself.

My mentor has a strict no-murder policy. You really think we'll have to kill something?

It's not murder if you're attacked.

I don't know. I'd rather be safe than sorry.

How old are you anyway?

What can I say, he's a soft-hearted guy.

What's dangerous out there? Aside from you, of course.

Changing your mind?

There's a reason for the wall and I've heard stories about large predators.

You're evading.

Large predators, huh? Alright, I'll borrow something with a little bite.

Just wondering how it factors into the decision process. Seventeen.

I don't want to face a kid.

Luckily, you pass the mark. Barely.

I'm honored. You're west, southwest?

East, actually. Think you can make it in one piece?

Scenic. Just give me time to pick something up.

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(Claire is a slight woman, but one would be wrong in presuming her weak. What little mass she has is spent on muscle. There is a sword in her hand and her pink hair is as vibrant as ever considering their surroundings. There is simply no mistaking Claire Farron. Or, Lightning, rather.)

I hope you found something good.

[Tim unhooks his grapple and coils it back into his gun, turning to meet Lightning properly. He unsheathes a dagger from under his cape- at about a foot, it's really not too impressive, but the curved blade looked sharp enough, and it's magical, as far as its owner knows.]

Had to borrow on short notice. Hope you don't mind if we go with what's familiar for the spar. [He slides his bo staff out.]

No... I don't mind. (She isn't losing sight of that dagger.) Might as well make this a cleaner battle.

(Dropping her sword, she picks up a staff instead. The knife Serah had given her is at her belt, ready to be drawn. It isn't magical, but it's her only connection to her little sister. That makes it damn special.)

[Tim is pretty sure Jason will kill him (again) if he loses this dagger. He doesn't particularly want to use it on another person- not after he called it a 'Soul Dagger', so he's relieved that his opponent agrees.]

Weapons master, huh? [Tim puts the dagger away and drops into ready stance, staff out.] Ladies first.

(Getting stabbed isn't her aim. Blades hurt! Her lips twist and she gives the staff an easy, graceful twirl.)

I should be after this long. (Digging her feet into the ground, she pushes off the grass and dirt, charging towards him to clash their staffs together.) Statements like that would have pissed me off once!

'This long'? [Annnd, whoa, ok, he wanted an idea of how fast she was, but the answer was apparently, pretty dang fast. He brings his staff up to parry, feeling the impact reverberate in his palms.]

Not a lot of gentlemen where you come from? [He tilts his staff, trying to angle it under her guard.]

It has been five hundred years for me. (Five hundred and twenty one if she counts her whole life.) Not that I was awake for most of it.

(Crystal slumbers are fun like that. Claire aims a a few quick hits at his hands for his daring. No, she doesn't hold it against him at all!)

I've met three? Maybe four?

[Oh. Did that mean--] Are you one of the gods I keep hearing about? [There seems to be an awful lot of you guys.]

[Hey, all's fair in fights and war. Tim jerks back, flipping to put some space between them and sweeping the staff low at her feet.] That many? Must be a nice world.

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