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Sometime toward the end of the month 1/???

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[ Noel might feel someone trying to connect with him but the feed ends seconds after. ]

2/???

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[ minutes later the same thing happens. There is silence and then nothing. ]

3/4

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[ Once more a few minutes pass by the connection starts again in silence. Longer pause of silence before nothing. ]

4/4

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[ AAAAAAND again, but this time there is a small voice. ] Hey...?

[dyingworld]

[What in the actual Etro's holy gates is this.]

... Who is this.

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It's... Squall.

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[His first thought is why the hell is Squall trying to message him but what comes out first is,]

Is your amulet broken or something?

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Huh...? Oh. No not really....

[dyingworld]

Then why did I get a bunch of radio silence transmissions...?

[innermonologues]

Ah....

[ he falls silent once more. ]

No reason...

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[Yeah. Silence just like that.]

What do you need, Squall?

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Ah... it's just.

[ Squall makes an uncomfortable noise. This was dumb. Everything was dumb. Why did he even do this? ]

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[Noel sighs lightly.]

It's gotta be something if you meant to contact me.

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Are you free?

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[There's a pause and then a very careful,] Maybe.

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Maybe...?

[dyingworld]

Depends what for.

[He's not saying he's free until he knows what he's being free for.]

[innermonologues]

For a spar maybe...?

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[Well then. That gets his attention.]

Really now. Think you can handle it?

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Even if I can't, I don't care. I know you won't hold back on me.

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... Good point, I suppose.

[He has to wonder why Squall picked him out of all the other people he could have.]

We can use the lake shore. It's right near our house.

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Mm... that sounds like a good idea. That's usually where I like to practice anyway.

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[One time skipped spar later...

Fighting Squall is actually a lot like fighting Lightning, surprisingly. Both are fast and fairly light on their feet and both with those blasted gunblades. It gives Noel an advantage already having knowledge of them.

Noel fights with two blades with a mixture of fast magic and strikes laced with magic. Flamestrike, Sparkstrike, Blitz, Ruinga... Sometimes latching his weapons into a javelin to give him more brute force to push the other back.

Eventually it comes to a standstill-- No winner, no loser... Noel drops to a knee.]

That's it, then... [He's panting heavily.]

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[ Fighting with Noel was actually... rather thrilling. He's never had an opponent quite like him before. His attacks were quick with an added magical punch. Honestly if he didn't give it his all, he would have been screwed.

While Noel drops to a knee, Squall just flat out lets himself fall to his back, an arm covering his eyes as he lies there panting. ]

That.... was great.

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[When Squall collapses like that Noel lets himself relax, dropping his weapons to the ground.

It feels good to fight. He's always been a fighter and having a chance to just let loose and not think about anything other than the movements of his body does feel great. He's maybe mildly curious why Squall picked him for something like this but...]

Hmm. Yeah. [He says quietly to himself before also dropping to lay on his back.]