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[justicedevil]

So, I turned 17 today. I completely forgot that was going to happen. In my defense though, my birthday is usually in March and it's only now because it was September instead of May when I arrived in the last world that pulled people in that didn't live there.

... Anyway, for something those of you who haven't known me since before I showed up here might be interested in, does anyone want martial arts lessons? I was training a couple of people back in the last world I was in and it went pretty well there, so I figured I should probably start that up again.

For now compensation is negotiable, since I don't know how many people would even be interested in this in the first place and money here is... weird. Days of the week, time, and how often the lessons happen are going to depend on just how many are interested, but I'll let people know sooner rather than later.

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[liveandforgive]

[ "whatever it is you guys do," he catches and decides to elaborate on. It'd all come back around to Tifa again, to be honest... ]

I run a delivery business. [ ...so the battle-hardened, decently hand-to-hand and sword-inclined fighter was a delivery boy? ] I'm on the road a lot. So she tells me about new clients, looks after the kids...

[ Talking about this now, it brings him back to what he was doing moments before arriving here. He'd asked Tifa to close down the bar, while he took the day off from work himself. He's still not sure why he's telling Videl all this, but he's already sent the message he misses his family, but it's not necessarily a bad thing either. ]

Guess we'll take the day off when I get back.

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[justicedevil]

[ Okay, wow, that was a lot more than she was actually expecting to get from him, and it actually takes her a moment to start writing a response. ]

Huh. That's... not what I was expecting. Is this something you're doing after you retired from a more "exciting" job, or is the world that you come from just that dangerous that a courier needs to be as strong as you?

[ She won't comment about the kids thing. It's not really any of her business, and seemed like it might be a bit too personal to ask about it, if she's being honest with herself. ]

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[liveandforgive]

Something like that.

[ SOLDIER wasn't actually part of his resume, so... ]

I used to be a mercenary. I got no reason to keep doing that line of work though. There's plenty of monsters between towns so it can get rough. It's pretty much where I come in.

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[justicedevil]

So the answer is "both" then. I'm glad that you got out of the mercenary thing if you don't feel like doing it anymore though. That doesn't really strike me as the kind of job you can last long doing if you're not completely into doing it.

[ Of course, she's not sure how many opportunities there were for a mercenary who wasn't a complete, selfish jerk, but she'll leave that part unsaid. ]

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[liveandforgive]

I guess so.

[ Had she voiced that, that would have hit a pretty close to the mark. Not that he'd have taken much offense- who he was then wasn't exactly... himself per se. ]

Oh, and happy birthday, Videl.

[ Before he forgets. ...did that mean that he'd be turning 24 next month? The calendar here was weird, but seemingly on point. ]

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[justicedevil]

Thanks!

Anyway, I guess I'll be poking you sometime soon for that spar?

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[liveandforgive]

Sure. Hit me up whenever.