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[Hello Luceti, the Ion on your screen today is actually Florian wearing a colored paper headdress with green feathers taped onto it. Also his old newfeather dress, because why not. Lying on the floor in a sudden fit of ennui, he picks up his journal for some chatting.]

Ion's chair broke...I wanted to play with it, too. [He pauses for a moment, thinking. If Ion's chair is broken, then does somebody have to carry him around? Or do they find a new chair? Or--oh hey there's a big stick under his bed he'd totally forgotten about that.]

...Is there a special way to punch people? Like how there's special ways to use a sword, and you have to practice and all of that. So maybe I could learn to fight like that, and then I could save the day and be a hero and ride a dragon and--

[He's been lifting the journal higher and higher over his head as he says this from his position on the floor, to the point that it's practically touching the floor--which is when it slips out of his fingers and falls shut. Oops.]

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[Hey, he's...well okay, he's pretty childish it's true.]

I don't really wanna wait...who do you think I should ask though? There's lots of people I trust.

I don't know who all you know, only you know. But you really should have just asked them in person instead of asking like this on the book. Who knows who'll answer now?

People who know how to fight! There's lots of them around, so there's a pretty good chance I'll find one this way.

[Nodnodnodding.]

Yes, kid. Lot's of people 'round here can fight, but not all of them can teach or are willing to train someone from the bottom up.

There's also some around here who might not be very nice. You really don't want someone like that around.

But if they don't want to teach, then they wouldn't offer, right?

...I'll try to be careful though, I guess. I'll stay away from the bad ones, I promise.

Don't make the promise to me. Make it for yourself. That's what's important here.

Unfortunately, that can be tricky to tell sometimes. And, you've also gotta remember that what's good for one person might not be good for the other.

What kinds of 'punches' are you looking for, kid? It's something of a specialty of mine, and most of the people I've seen advertising prefer using some kinda sword. That doesn't seem like a good match for you.

...Okay! I'll promise to myself then.

Are there different kinds of punches? I was thinking, if I was good at punching bad guys, then I wouldn't have to worry about having a sword or a stick or a rock or something. Right? So then I could always be ready to help!

...So you wanna help. That's not a bad attitude, kid.

[His mind was already working out a few ideas and strategies, although they were far different than anything that the kid on the other end was thinking.]

Say, what's your name? And can you get one of the people you live with on the line?

Edited 2013-05-25 00:40 (UTC)

My name's Florian! Umm...I can go look for somebody, I know there's people in the house.

Florian, eh? Name's Cliff.

Don't worry. I'll stay on the line.

[Somebody is not sure why she's here. Florian just kind of tugged her along with the words 'I need somebody!' So it's understandable that she's a little alarmed.]

Hello?

Uh, Hello. Ma'am? [Her confusion was clear, so Cliff decided to start slow.] Do you happen to be Florian's guardian here?

I suppose I'm close enough to that. Is everything all right?

Oh, no. Everything's fine. I just wanted to run something by someone he lives with before starting anything. Don't want to mess up anything else in play, since he seems kinda young.

I see. Go ahead, then.

[She hasn't the faintest idea what it might be.]

You see, he's asking for someone to teach him how to 'punch bad guys.' Now, I know that isn't a good fit, but I've gotta hunch that he's gonna keep asking until someone takes him up on it.

I can teach him a thing or two in self defense, unless you've got someone else you'd prefer. If you do...well. That's for you guys to deal with.

[It's pretty hard to get her head around Florian wanting to hurt people.]

He asked about that? [And in person she's looking at him like is this really true, Florian?] I wonder if there is some kind of problem.

[Florian, meanwhile, is looking back at Nephry as if there's absolutely nothing strange about this at all. Not interrupting though, that'd be rude. Come on Nephry, say yes, say yes!]

[Be patient, Grasshopper.]

I dunno if it is or not. He also said that he wants to help if things get messy out there, Ma'am. Since he doesn't want to use a stick or anything, he thought that this might work.

His heart's in the right place, unlike many of the kids I've met. Mostly, they just wanna learn to fight for the sake of it. This sounds pretty different.

Edited 2013-05-29 04:11 (UTC)

[If she ever needed proof that Florian and Ion are not at all the same, here it is.]

Well. ...What good would it be to argue? [And she sighs.] Don't hurt yourself, Florian.

[Yes victoryyyyy the way his face lights up is probably hard to miss.]

I won't!

[Very hard. Cliff grinned when he heard his new student's excited voice.]

Don't worry, Ma'am. I'll take care of him. The name's Cliff, by the way. We can meet in person, if you'd like.

[His offer served a dual purpose. Face to face contact was always preferrable to anything that occured over a video feed, because so much can be lost in the transmission. But, he also didn't want her to worry about Florian working with someone as intimidatingly tall as him. It was enough to throw plenty of people off of their game, both in good and bad ways.]

I think I would. My name is Nephry; it's a pleasure. If a very bewildered one.

[Looking at Florian again:] Anise isn't going to know what to do with you.

[He'd leave family matters within the family; it was none of his business, unless he was brought in for some reason.]

Pleasure's mine. Where and when did you want to meet? I'm completely free.

[Translation: he's giving you complete control of your domain, Nephry. Do as you will.]

Would dinner be all right? We could all meet at the restaurant.

[That includes Florian, this is his idea.]