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[The TAB is new but the technology is familiar enough he is confident as he opens up a video feed, to whomever might be out there listening. Nyx scratches his cheek lightly as he looks ahead with a small, crooked smile.]

Hello, world.

I'm Nyx.

[He looks as if he's going to laugh before too long. It's just a little awkward being alone in his apartment talking to a device he's not even sure is actually broadcasting anywhere.]

Alright so, I found the gym somewhere. [If he can find it again is another story. It's only been a week, this place is gigantic.]

But what I'm really looking for is someone experienced in combat to train with. I'm new here, so I can't pay you.

Uh. [Nyx thinks a moment wondering what else to say.] Knife, and hand-to-hand combat. Thanks.

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So you only fight with knives, and-- [He's reading again, but breaks out into a cocky grin before he even finishes the sentence.]

Yeah, that's right.

[...he tries for half a second not to make a joke out of it but he can't resist. It's a defense mechanism he's not even aware of.]

My good looks might be disarming but they don't count.

[who are you, making jokes about good looks to probably the person who cares the least in this world (or at least tells herself she cares the least)]

no they don't
seems pretty limited

Well... I only ever needed knives before. Usually my enemy was dead within a few seconds. Why quit a good thing?

[Nyx has a soft grin to go along with his bragging]

[that cockiness reminds her of poe, and she can't help but smile behind her texts. she's also curious now.]

fair enough
were you a mercenary?

That might depend on your definition of mercenary.

[He gives a small laugh.]

But uh, no. I was in a unit called the Kingsglaive. We did our best to protect the King and his son, the citadel they lived in, and the city in general. For the most part we succeeded...

[Nyx gives a heavy sigh, lost in thought a moment as he remembers the utter obliteration of that city and almost everything destroyed. It was still hard to see that as any kind of success, but he can't blame himself for it.

He comes back to the conversation just a moment later though.]

You?

=so you were a soldier

[she has a tendency to like soldiers for some reason]

i'm a scavenger

A scavenger... yeah we did plenty of that back home too, in Galahd, before we had to move to the city.

[Nyx relaxes back in his chair, eyes up and off to a random spot near the ceiling as he thinks about his days as a kid, before he joined the local militia. After just a second he looks back down to the string of text messages that have come through]

Is that just what you do here, or were you a scavenger where you came from too?

both
but i fix things here too
not a lot of money in scavenging in a place like this

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