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Nix was a busy boy. Much to do. Lots of running, jumping, training...

...Occasionally, he thought maybe he should think about school more than Senshidom, but then would always decide he’d be fine. 10th grade wasn’t that bad.

Besides! There were monsters to beat! And lots of people who needed help getting better at said monster beating.

Thus, here he was, one fine Saturday, in a fairly abandoned stretch of woods on the edge of Destiny City. A good place for daytime training, he thought. Not many chances of interruptions, or accidentally licking somebody who shouldn’t be licked...

All that remained now was for the knight he’d come out here to train with to turn up. Until then, he sat himself up in a tree, on a nice, big branch. The ease with which he could get up here was always refreshing.

Nix, of course, could tell someone was coming...in a way, the aura sense was nice, but it could also take the fun out of things sometimes. Hard to be surprised by a powered person.

Probably for the best.

When she called up, he grinned and waved down. “Heyy! Good to see ya!” He called out cheerily. She seemed a bit nervous, so he wanted to be nice and positive. “Why don’t ya hop up here? It’s a nice view to see before we get started!”

Truthfully, there wasn’t really a lot to see up in the tree. Mostly leaves and other trees, but it was still an unusual vantage point for a person to look at, and that in itself was nice, he figured.

“Well, if you’re sure,” Nix replied, nodding some. While his smile was still there, a brief flash of disappointment crossed his face—of course, he was up in the air a bit, so easily missed. Still. The rejection was informative, at least. Gave him a bit of an idea of the sort of mentality he was dealing with. (It was interesting, he reflected briefly, how much one learns by teaching. Both about what you teach, and the act of teaching itself...Though most of the time he wasn’t totally sure if he’d be doing the teaching or the learning in a given training session. Or just working together.)

After a brief pause, Nix pushed himself off his purch and simply dropped. He landed with a dull thump, and then offered a green gloved hand to shake. “Anyway, I’m Nix, though I guess you knew that. Nice to meet ya! Wanna get started?”

Nix blushed a little at being called adorable, but his smile did get bigger—he clearly took it as a compliment. “Thanks,” he replied. “It’s, uh, a good motivator to stay fit, heh.”

With the shake out of the way, he tapped his chin thoughtfully before saying, “Well, I guess I should ask: What exactly were you hoping to do? Get better at fighting? Just using your powered abilities better, or...uh...” He paused, looked off to the side, then back to her. “Well, I guess just those two.”

“If you wanna fight, we should look at if you’ve got any magic, what it does, and what your weapon-thing is,” He tilted his head to the side, eyes drifting down a bit before coming back up. “It’s, uh, not very obvious to me what it is, honestly...Which might be useful!” He gave a quick thumbs up at that.

“If you just wanna practice being more familiar with powers, we should work on simple stuff, like running and jumping: It’s not quite like doing it as a normal person, you know, since we’re faster and jumpier.” He looked upward and added, “I wouldn’t have dropped down like that if I was just plain ol’ Me.”

"Okay!" He replied with a cheerful nod, and shifted into a movie fighting stance. "Let's do it, then! Just, uh..." his eyes flicked downward a brief moment. "don't kick me in the face, alright?" There was only so much hurts he could hide, after all.

"Show me what you got!" he declared, and thumped his chest, still grinning confidently. "I can take it!"

He was, perhaps, a bit more confident in these things than he really should have been, but...it mostly worked. He just always had to remember to not give instructions about things he didn't understand. That could be tough.

The skill with which Ogygia suddenly came at him surprised Nix. She didn't seem like she had it in her--but here he was having to work to deflect and dodge her strikes.

And then, much to his chagrin, he realized that she was distracting him. A successful sweep would mean--ideas.

As she swept his feet out, he let himself topple some, and faced himself toward her only to stick his tongue out like he was going to lick her.

Since that was exactly what he intended on doing. A nice big, sticky lick would certainly mess with clean maneuvering...so he made his big ethereal tongue appear and lick her to either keep himself up or pull her right over.


Big Tongue, Sticky Lick

Nix wasn't exactly well balanced from that little "maneuver," but it ended up working out alright. He staggered his way back to balance, and looked down at her. "You're better at this than you give yourself credit for," he said with a smile, and offered a gloved hand to help her up. "I'll bet that clumsiness you mentioned will go away pretty quick with just a little practice!"

Practice for the purpose of believing in herself, he figured, but he left that unsaid. He also had a burning desire to ask her where she learned to do that, but decided to wait on that one.

"Oh, not remembering stuff like that must be rough," Nix replied, nodding in a hopefully understanding sort of way. He rubbed his cheek as she stretched. "Well, how ever you got there, you still have the ability...so it's kinda like your a prodigy!"

He resumed a loose sort of fighting stance and asked with a coy smile, "Not even a little tongue?" His tongue peeked out between his teeth for a brief moment. "I guess I can agree to that..."