Nida | FF8 (
skyward_eyes) wrote in
aterat2021-11-26 01:24 pm
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[Closed] It's A Matter Of Scale
Who; Nida, Mono
What; Master and Student Climbing Lessons
Where; Outside of the Historium
When; Late November
Warnings; None
There was always a time in the evenings when Nida was free, and tonight he had plans. He had sent Mono a message, cleared that the young man was ready for some work tonight, and then told him to meet outside of the Historium before dinner. Because this wasn't the sort of thing that one should do on a full stomach, not when you were learning.
Nida waited outside of the building, clad in tight clothing and he was pulling on his gloves. Another pair waited in his pocket for the child, and he waited for his young student. Time to have some fun while they can.
What; Master and Student Climbing Lessons
Where; Outside of the Historium
When; Late November
Warnings; None
There was always a time in the evenings when Nida was free, and tonight he had plans. He had sent Mono a message, cleared that the young man was ready for some work tonight, and then told him to meet outside of the Historium before dinner. Because this wasn't the sort of thing that one should do on a full stomach, not when you were learning.
Nida waited outside of the building, clad in tight clothing and he was pulling on his gloves. Another pair waited in his pocket for the child, and he waited for his young student. Time to have some fun while they can.

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And Nida was someone who he was more than a little curious about, and someone who could definitely help him get better at things that were quite important. It helped that the man turned out to be quite nice, despite his nerves before…
And there was something special in meeting someone who understood how important and useful it was to sneak around or to find interesting, not often thought of paths to get around the city.
It had made him look up to the man, really. Nida had been one of the few challenges when it came to his shadowing people around.
So the child didn’t keep Nida waiting long at all, running across the courtyard between buildings and tugging his hat a little more snug on his head. “Hello!” He said, skidding to a stop in front of the man, the old trench coat flapping a little in the wind. Even with new clothes underneath, the child seemed to refuse to stop wearing it.
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"GOod to see you, Mono. Tonight we're going to do some climbing lessons. We're going to need somewhere to safely put your clothes. Tonight loose clothing will be a bad thing."
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Still, he didn’t want it to get in the way of his lessons… So the child looked around a little, trying to decide if he’d put it somewhere and where might be safe…
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This was how he had learned as well. But Nida considered it thoughtfully. There had to be a good option.
"What if we tuck it away in a hiding spot in the library. Your first lesson could be how to hid things in a public place for safety."
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He slipped it off his shoulders and carefully folded it up. Mindful of the thing’s he had hidden away in its pockets. “At the library? Okay, there’s lots of spots people don’t bother going in there, I think. It should be okay.”
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"I don't want you getting caught on a bad piece of the building when you dont' know how to safely get free yet," Nida answered before running up the steps to the library.
Yes, there were lots of spots people didn't go, but there were other ways to hide things. Why not have that small lesson first.
"Come on."
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So he hurried after the man as he moved towards the library. "Okay!" He responded, catching up a moment or two later.
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"Seems like it would be silly to let your stuff get damaged on a training night."
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"So, the first rule for hiding things in libraries. Look for the dustiest old histories. Those don't get taken out much. If not that, local government records. Places that care about those records have their own copies."
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There he was, finally reaching the part of the library he cared about. Then Nida stood at the end of the aisle and smiled at Yuki.
"So, the first rules of hiding something. You want it to be somewhere other people won't look. And you want it to be somewhere you can get to. So, looking at these shelves, we've got to think about where people won't look and where you can get to it. With your height, you want to start with low places."
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He moved for a dusty row of books along a bottom shelf, “So somewhere like here would be safer, right?”
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"Somewhere like there is good. This is what we call, in the business, a slick. Slicks can be VERY well hidden, but that usually means it's not easy to access in an emergency. Or it can be easy to access, which means it's not always as safe. You must consider the importance of what you hide, and how fast you may need to access it. Hidden supplies that won't perish? Very well hidden most likely, because you want to come to them in an emergency but you want no one to find them."
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Listening to the explanation, he carefully tucked his coat in the hiding spot and tried to make sure he didn’t disturb any dust while he did it. “A slick…” He mumbled, trying out the term. That was useful, maybe something he should try doing in case of an emergency. Those seemed to be something that happened sometimes around here, even if adults didn’t want him to get involved in them… It might come in handy if he needed to get stuff fast.
“So if it’s something you might need to get to quickly, you gotta figure out an easier to get to place… While remembering it might not be as secure. That sounds harder.” He responded with a little frown. That might take practice.
But for now, at least his coat was safe and he could come back for it later.
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"If you'd like, I can teach you other things about slicks, if you're interested. I don't know how valuable they will be if you go home."
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The kid had to think a little about the offer, as seriously as he usually did. “Kinda depends on where I am when I go back… Most people don’t really bother with stuff anymore.” Unless it was the TV, or something that interrupted them. “But there are, um… Some places that it might help with if I gotta go back?” Porcelain bullies, for one, were always a hazard if he found himself back at the school. They took things and broke them in their attempt to mimic real children.
The child continued a moment later with an afterthought, “And it might be useful here, right?”
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With that he finally took them back outside. It was time to get to the meat of the lesson.
"YOu have your chalk bag?"
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Mostly because that would have been a scary and awkward interaction…
The question got a quick nod as he held up the chalk bag. “Yeah! I got it out of my pockets before I hid my coat.”
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“Good,” Nida answered. Finally he led the boy outside and around to the side of the building. Here the stones had clear space between each level, and he was happy to show off how to properly climb from here. “We’re going to start with really short climbs, and I’m going to make is super safe by putting in some ropes and pitons. Are you willing to wait here while I go up and do anchors for you?”
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Following Nida out around the side of the building, curiously glancing up as they went. Ropes and pitons? Very used to climbing up whatever he could find to make the job easier. This was an interesting way of going about it. But he supposed if this was a lesson, Nida would want to make sure it was safe… At least that’s the impression he was getting off of people in general where him doing things here were concerned. “I guess so? Is there anything I should do while I wait here?”
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“I’m going to have to free climb to get the things in positions I want. So what I want you to do while I climb is watch me. You won’t use all the same hand and foot holds because of height differences, but seeing how I test them before leaving my weight to them can be helpful. Promise you’ll watch carefully?”
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He started by standing back to look over the wall, and while he did so he did a running commentary to Mono so the boy would understand what his reasonings were on the route that he was outlining verbally. He even acknowledged that no plan was set in stone (which made him chuckle), and then he moved to the wall and started his careful climb.
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The child listened carefully to the commentary while he watched Nida scaling the wall. He even asked a few curious questions about what one should do in certain situations if he made a mistake. It was useful information, after all. Mono was definitely an attentive student, and this was a little easier for him to follow than other things he had to figure out in this world.
But one thing was for sure, Nida definitely knew what he was doing.
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wrap soon?
Sure thing!