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[ohnehalfte]

Who: Newt ohnehalfte and Wade ishotyouuu
What: One guy teaching another guy how not to die. Because lbr after 3+ years of these places, it's way past time for Newt to learn to defend himself officially.
When: 9/26ish
Where: Outside of Cottage 1 on Islet 2
Warnings: Um, probably some swearing? And trauma recall?? IDK, tags as it comes.

[The thunderstorms and rain have finally let up enough for Newt to venture outside, and none too soon. The egg he's been keeping watch over hatched just under two days ago, and it's high time he steps out of the cottage and shows Petrie a bit more of the world. Newt'd gotten up early that day--not that sleep was a thing that happened very easily anyway--and had brought Petrie to the shade of some coconut trees and let her explore their roots before it got too hot. She was a curious little thing, and it was pretty obvious that Newt had been instantly besotted with her.

She never wandered too far from him, and Newt had taken to carrying her in the pocket of his button-up shirt, which he's started leaving unbuttoned . In fact, he's just wandering back to the cottage around mid-day with a tuckered out Petrie sleeping in said shirt--he could use something to eat about now anyway]

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[ishotyouuu]

Wade, for his part, has taken the opportunity for some much-needed exercise. It's been a while since he's had a chance to really work out, and while he hasn't exactly gotten fat during his time in the castle-- his hyperactive metabolism pretty much renders that an impossibility-- he doesn't exactly want his skills to go to seed. Granted, the chance of that happening was slim to none-- mercenary work was like riding a bicycle or playing the piano, except with more murder-- but at the very least it gave him something to do to break up the routine of foraging for materials or food.

Which is why he's currently in the space of land outside of the cottage, working on various martial arts and swordfighting drills while Tibia watches with avid interest from the sidelines. It's a lot more difficult to do without a partner, but hell if he's gonna be able to find someone who can actually keep up with him on this island.

[ohnehalfte]

Well. That's more than enough to catch Newt's attention. After he grabs a bit of dried out fish, anyway. So he'll just wander over while Wade's doing some drills and invite himself to plop down next to Tibia. He grins down at her, first--"Hey, Tibia."--before glancing up at what Wade's doing. "...I have no idea what kinda drills those are, but they're cool, right?" He's glance back down, then, to see her reaction.

[ishotyouuu]

Newt, like Sans, has become a trusted friend. Tibia's not one to shy away from people she forms a attachment to, nor is she one to be reticent with her feelings in general. She, like most of her kind, wears her heart on her sleeve. So it's with a complete lack of self consciousness that she closes the distance between the two of them and settles on Newt's lap, clutching his pant leg gently in one claw to steady herself. She signs good fighter to the bespectacled man, flashing a reptilian eye-smile up at him before resuming her viewing of Wade's drills.

It doesn't take Wade long to realize that he's got an audience. He pauses in the midst of a horizontal slash, immediately sheathing his sword and making his way over to Newt and Tibia with a scowl that does absolutely nothing to hide the hint of humor in his voice.

"What, you're winnin' over my kid, too? Startin' to rethink this whole friendship we got here, buddy-roo."

[ohnehalfte]

Newt's heart does a funny little wobble and flip in his chest as Tibia climbs into his lap and he is 100% certain at this very moment that he would die for this pokemon. He curls a hand around her gently to help steady her as she settles and smiles up at him and hold on Wade he's to busy melting into a Newt puddle to pay attention to your drills for the moment. He doesn't understand the sign language, but it definitely reminds him that learning that is a top priority. His head jerks up, though, as Wade comes over, blinking....but grins widely once he processes what was said.

"Listen, dude, it's not my fault she's actually perfect." Newt lifts a hand, gently resting it on Tibia's skull. "Who wouldn't want to be friend with Tibia?" He leans to the side a bit so he can grin at her. "Right?"

[ishotyouuu]

It's okay Newt, Wade doesn't take offense. He knows that in a beauty contest, Tibia takes home almost all the medals. Almost-- he'd still rock the talent portion. Tibia, for her part, uses her snout to playfully nudge Newt's hand upward with a happy trill of sound, settling more firmly into the man's warm and cushy lap. Wade grins at the two of them together-- it's almost like old times again.

"I'll forgive you just once, pal. Only because she seems to be havin' a good time. So! Aside from swooping in and attemptin' to take my little girl away from me, how're things on planet Geiszler?"

[ohnehalfte]

"Eh, they're alright." Newt grins back up at him. "Y'know. Trying to make the cottage nicer, looking for food, typical survival fare. How about you?"

[ishotyouuu]

Wade rolls one shoulder in a shrug, as if they're merely two buddies catching up on the street and not stranded on a deserted island after a whirlwind of trans-dimensional adventures. As if everything between them was completely normal.

"Can't complain, can't complain. Tryin' to keep myself out of trouble, y'know how it is. Figured I'd get some drills in while the weather was good-- don't wanna ruin this fantastic physi-cue, know what I'm sayin'?

Considering it took him nearly a year to get back to the weight he'd started out with before his three-year stint in Haven, he's not completely joking about that last bit.

[ohnehalfte]

Newt can't help but bark out a laugh, then. The normality of the conversation is just...this is their norm now, in a way, so treating it as such is somehow helping him cope quite a bit. But he does grin. "Oh, man, definitely. It took me a while not to figure out how to just gorge myself all the time once I had food. Hermann had to set up a regimen and everything." Something pangs, painful, behind his breastbone at the reminder, and for a moment, his grin falters and he glances away. Just for a moment. But...then he shakes his head, and glances back up at Wade. "Uh...that reminds me. I've been meaning to ask..." Newt trails off a bit, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I've...I've got my butterfly knife and Travis's beam katana, though it only works now and then, and some other stuff...but I don't really know how to use it. Not really." He chews on his bottom lip. "Do you think you could, maybe, show me how to use it?"

[ishotyouuu]

The mention of Hermann causes a similar pang in Wade's heart, and he sees the pain he feels mirrored tenfold in Newt's eyes before he looks away to collect himself. It still surprises him, how much he misses the crotchety old scientist, but Hermann had a frankness and a no-nonsense attitude that was as strangely soothing as it was hilarious. Or maybe it was the fact that Wade saved his life twice that made him feel this strange sense of affection for the man. Whatever brought on this wistful feeling, he knows that it must be a thousand times worse for Newt.

He's grateful when Newt finds another topic of conversation, and he looks the twitchy scientist over in a playfully dubious manner.

"I dunno, buddy... you're kinda askin' a lot here. I mean, I'm the best there is at what I do, but I ain't no miracle-worker."

[ohnehalfte]

Newt can't help but wrinkle his nose at that, though his bottom lip sticks out into a pout. "I'm not asking for miracles! It's not like I wanna become an assassin or a mercenary or whatever. I just..." And now he shrugs a little bit, sticking in hands in his pockets. "...I don't want to be such an easy target."

[ishotyouuu]

It's clear that Wade's joking tone has sailed clear over the nerd's head. Either that or he's given this too much thought to really appreciate humor right now. Either way, Wade feels a twinge of guilt for making light of the situation, and he makes up for it by immediately dropping the act and affecting a business-like attitude.

"Hm. Think that might be somethin' I can work with, yeah. I just gotta get an assessment of how well you know your way around an edged weapon first, y'know? Have you ever used a weapon before?"