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[littlecousin]

[Nita's at an anonymous cafe console, chin propped on one hand with a cup of something steaming at her elbow.]

Something occurred to me during all that rioting. A lot of us are from civilizations that don't really do sword fighting anymore, right? But that and arrows are pretty much all they've got here. If anyone wants to learn how to use a sword--or a knife or a staff or whatever--I can teach you. I come from a civilization that still does a lot of sword fighting.

[That sounds more dry than boastful. Atlanteans are warlike douchebags who enjoy a bit of stabbing each other over disputes, and that's not Nita's scene. She pauses for a second before giving fair warning:]

But, uh, it's hard to learn? Not like with guns. You're going to have to practice a lot to get tolerable, never mind good. So don't say I didn't warn you.

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[video]

[littlecousin]

You know what happened to the last guy who called me "babe?"

[She slept with him, 'cause it was Rich.

She's also not managing to come off as particularly threatening here, since she still laughing too much.]

[video]

[sharpes]

OhmygodIdon'twanttoknow.

[This is blurted out at like, Mach speedster.]

[video]

[littlecousin]

[She is attempting to make a threatening grimace into the camera and failing miserably because she keeps giggling.]

[video]

[sharpes]

[HEAD IN HANDS]

I hate you.

[video]

[littlecousin]

Oh noooooooo.

[Still laughing.]

[video]

[sharpes]

I'm pretty sure that's not the sound of your believing me.

[BUT Y THO.]

[video]

[littlecousin]

Nothing gets by you.

[No longer laughing, merely a face-splitting grin.]

[video]

[sharpes]

Yeah, yeah.

[He ducks his head, embarrassed.]

Anyway. I'll see you around, Nita. Good luck with the whole... sword thing.

[video]

[littlecousin]

Okay! Let me know if you change your mind!

[She waves and cuts the connection.]