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Jul 05, 2020 5:38 AM
Circa OUATIS, the Mechanisms pick up some doofus who it is inconveniently difficult to kill. His name is Honey.
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Honey thinks back to his conversation with Kolya. This seems like an obvious invitation, but Honey is still going to try and be more cautious. He nods, and if Kit leads him anywhere he'll follow.

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They don't go far, just down the corridor a little—close enough that Honey can hear Ashes singing again.

Kit plops himself down to sit leaning against a wall, gesturing for Honey to do the same.

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He does so promptly, sitting with one foot kept flat on the ground and leg upright, the other leg bent to pass under.

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Kit is sitting in a fairly similar position.

"So. Kolya says he talked to you about, uh. Yesterday." 

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Honey nods. "He did."

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Kit starts to speak and cuts himself off a couple of times, struggling to figure out how to word something. 

"I—look, I'm not—I don't do apologies. But I—" He runs his hands through his hair, tugging hard.

"You weren't the one who fucked up there. That was—my head's fucked up, okay? I—overreact, and lash out, and. Shit happens. Fuck I hate talking about this." 

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Honey ponders what to say for a while. Really thinks about it.

Thinking doesn't really help without any, like, actual thoughts, though, so in the end Honey falls back on an old standby. "No harm, no foul."

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"...yeah, Sure. Let's go with that." Shrug. "Just, you don't have to—walk on eggshells around me, or whatever. It's not—it doesn't happen that often. Probably won't happen again this week, you might not meet me in one of those moods again this year." 

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Honey nods, though Kit can probably notice that Honey is no less tense.

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He has noticed, and he's trying to work out what to do about it. 

"...Do you like fighting?" he asks after a short pause. 

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Honey shrugs. "Depends on why I'm fighting."

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That's...not an unpromising answer. 

"Would you do it for fun?" 

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Honey pauses for another long think. What does he do for fun? It feels good to be useful, but he's not sure that it is fun per se. Would it be useful to anyone here to fight 'for fun'? Maybe. It seems like Kit might prefer a 'yes' to a 'no', at least.

He thinks back to when he was a kid, back home. He had fun then, sometimes. It usually involved...his parents being happy, and being strong. Would fighting for fun benefit from his strength? Probably, though he would need to be careful not damage anything.

Overall, the result seems positive. "I could give it a try."

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"Great! How about right now?" 

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He cracks a real smile. "Sure." He throws himself up onto his feet as he speaks.

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Kit grins back, and moves. Pushing off from the wall, he uncurls from his seated position like tension releasing in a spring. He lets the momentum carry him forward to throw a punch directly at Honey's head. 

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Honey's response is quick and acrobatic, launching himself upwards and forwards, over Kit in a somersault through the air. That characterizes his overall fighting style as well. He is as likely, if not more, to go upwards as downwards, taking advantage of a large space of movement options to find odd places to throw power strikes from.

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Kit laughs

His fighting style turns out to be somewhat similar in its unpredictability, although he's maybe spending a little more of his time dodging than Honey. Once he gets a feel for Honey's style, he sticks low to the ground, ducking and rolling. That metal arm has a powerful punch, but Kit seems to prefer using his legs, mostly trying to trip Honey or throw him off-balance rather than doing damage. 

The fight moves around, ranging through corridors and into an unoccupied room where they have more space to manoeuvre. Kit is still grinning, laughing like a wild thing. 

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Honey isn't exactly smiling anymore, his expression is fairly neutral if Kit's watching it. His energy is just the same, though, high-pitched and focused on the spar. In response to Kit starting to fill the lower space, he lowers his jumping closer to the ground and increases his lateral speed, pouncing more than leaping now. That does make him more vulnerable to Kit's trip, which probably send him tumbling into the walls at a decent clip at least once, though he hurls himself back into action without a pause.

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Then they can have some fun throwing each other into walls!

Rather than trying to match him in a contest of strength, Kit seems to be using Honey's own momentum against him. He starts dodging high as well as low, once rolling right over Honey's back and coming up laughing harder than ever. 

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Kit has figured out Honey's weakness pretty much exactly. Honey ups the speed of his pounces, marginally, but can only go so fast before he starts risking splattering against and/or damaging the walls when he collides with them, and while Honey isn't clumsy per se, he is less than trained in dealing with an acrobatic opponent.

Honey does his best to keep up, but it probably doesn't take long for it to become clear that Kit's got the best of him.

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And eventually, a pounce-and-trip manoeuvre ends with Honey on the floor and Kit on top of him. 

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Honey lets out another short, sharp laugh. He's a little out of breath, maybe a little hungry too, but he's happy to be right about using his body being fun. "You're good."

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"You're better than I expected, for a grunt," Kit replies cheerfully. He steps back, offering his metal hand to help Honey up.

"That was fun; we should do it again sometime." 

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Honey takes the hand up with less but still noticeable cheer. "Yeah. Give me a tag whenever you're in the mood." He looks to head back to where Ashes was, if only to check if they're still there. "See you around."

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