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Who: Nathan Young & Wallie Smith
What: Wallie comes home to find an unexpected new housemate.
When: Day 46 (afternoon, backdated)
Where: House 1
Warnings: Most likely language. Also, Nathan has weed. I'll update if anything else comes up.

Nathan didn't spend that much time investigating prospective homes. After a hard day of harassing statues and whoever he happened to run into he was bored, tired, and still slightly damp from his tumble into the fountain. He tried the first door of a house he thought looked relatively livable, and upon finding it open didn't hesitate to let himself in.

It looked empty enough. It wasn't great, but it seemed better than the community centre by a long shot. He wouldn't mind staying here. Nathan shrugged, stripping off his wet jumpsuit, and quickly changing into the clothes from the bin bag he'd had when he found himself in Kore. That done, Nathan sighed and sank into the couch, rooting around in his socks for the last of his weed stash. He definitely deserved a spliff if he was going to be stuck here.

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Wallie had been out for a walk, for no real reason except that he needed to stretch his legs. He had his sword on his back, more out of habit than anything else, and all told, he was in a fairly good mood.

When he opened the door to his house, he took one look at the kid sitting on the couch and struggled with an immediate sense of possession, which was irrational and uncalled for and he knew it. He had no particular claim to the house except that he'd got there first, it wasn't really his, and honestly, he would have let anyone who'd asked crash on the couch in a heartbeat. Bruce had done it often enough, after all.

Still, he raised an eyebrow. "Making yourself at home?"

Nathan didn't seem too concerned that he might have invaded someone's house. In fact, it didn't seem to be something that bothered him at all. He barely looked up as Wallie came in, though he did at least look at him once he addressed him. He even motioned to the spot on the couch beside him in case he felt like sitting.

"Feel free to do the same. If anyone lives here, they were stupid enough not to lock it. They may as well have left a sign out asking for squatters. And axe murderers." He squinted suspiciously at the sword on his back. "You aren't planning on using that, are you?"

"Not unless an axe murderer shows up."

Wallie ignored the space on the couch for the time being, preferring instead to sit against the arm of a nearby chair. Being called 'stupid' was... well, aggravating, but he'd heard worse. Wallie was patient; it was Shonsu that wasn't.

"Actually, it's my house. Or at least, I was squatting here first." He shrugged. Shonsu would have kicked this kid out into the street without a second thought, but Wallie wasn't about to do that. "I guess the second bedroom's free, if you're not an axe murderer. What's your name?"

"Ohhhhhhhh." Nathan's regretful grimace was enough to show he hadn't considered he might already live here.

"It's Nathan. Not an axe murderer. I don't think I've ever committed a crime in my life." Which was an obvious lie to anyone who knew the associations of an orange jumpsuit like the one he'd left on the floor. Even if they didn't, his tone was a little too mock innocent to be considered completely trustworthy.

Yeah, all right. That was obviously not true, but now is not the time to call him on an obvious lie. Nathan probably knew it was an obvious lie, right?

"Okay, Nathan. I'm Wallie. If you're not an axe murderer, and I know I'm not, then I don't see why we shouldn't get along."

His arms were crossed over his chest while he gave Nathan a long look, trying to work him out.

"Then I guess that makes us housemates. Does that mean I get to use your sword?"

Because housemates share. Swords are pretty sad as far as weapons go, but it's still significantly better than any weapon he's ever managed to get hold of.

"Absolutely not."

A swordsman didn't share his sword. It was a personal item, for him alone. And even if Wallie wasn't a proper sort of swordsman, he was enough of one that he wasn't letting anyone else fool around with it, at least not without a very good reason.

Although he did sort of doubt Nathan's ability to do any real damage with Wallie's four-foot sword. The advantages of having a sword built to match a ridiculous height, he supposed.

"A swordsman's sword is his life. It's not something that get shared."

"Aw, come on. We're housemates now. We should be able to trust each other with anything."

Not that he thought his argument would make that much difference, or even sounded all that sincere. It was pretty obvious to Nathan the guy had some sort of unnatural attachment to it. Which was weird, but he'd seen stranger things. Maybe he'd get a chance to have a go with it if he left it lying around one day. Otherwise, Nathan honestly wasn't all that invested. He'd likely more or less forget about his interest in a few hours time.

"Sorry, it's not happening." He grinned, remembering something, Honakura telling him how they chose boys to train as swordsmen. "Come back when you can catch flies out of the air. Then maybe we'll talk."

Maybe he ought to keep an eye on sword for the next few days. He wasn't sure, but Wallie wasn't about to take chances with it, either. Especially since the urge from Shonsu would be to teach Nathan a lesson if he so much as laid a finger on the sword. That was... probably not necessary.

"Catch flies? Sorry, was that serious?" Nathan snorted. Like that was happening. "What sort of nutter goes around catching flies? I've got better things to be doing."

Still. Keeping an eye on it wouldn't have been unwise. He wasn't going to go out of his way or anything, but if he was given the chance he wouldn't have passed it up. Wallie seemed pretty harmless, and he wasn't concerned there might be consequences. Even if he had, it probably wouldn't prove to be much of a deterrent.

"That's the rule, sorry. Catch flies and you might be able to handle a sword."

Okay, he might've been teasing Nathan a little bit, but he couldn't help himself. It was all in fun, at least, with no malice behind it. "Not that there are a lot of flies around. Look, you're not having it. It's not going to happen."

"Then fuck it. Like I need a sword anyway." He shrugged, pushing the sword out of his mind easily enough already. His tone was good natured enough despite the words. He didn't really care that much about about it. Definitely not enough to put any effort into convincing Wallie.

"So, where's this spare bedroom? I want to see what I'm getting here."

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Wallie gave a silent puff of laughter, but he moved awy from Nathan and the living room, down the hall to the bedrooms. He really had no idea what to make of Nathan, but hey couldn't turn him away.

"The second bedroom's right there. It's all yours." He grinned and gestured in the appropriate direction.

Nathan heaved himself up from the couch, following him to look into the room as directed. He didn't really need to to know it was an improvement over the community centre. He'd established that as soon as he'd set foot in the house. It was still good to see where he was staying, though, and as far as squatting went he could do a lot worse.

"Not bad," he said after a moment, turning back to Wallie. "Keep it rent free and I'll take it."

"You got yourself a deal," Wallie said, hands in his pockets. This kid might be a bit mouthy, but he could deal with that.

He hoped he could deal with that. He wasn't going to throw him out just in case Shonsu took offense to him in future.

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Wow, I am so sorry about how slow this was.

Re: Wow, I am so sorry about how slow this was.

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