Callum + Gungnir, Dec 25

[22:44] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir is on the roof. He's carried a training dummy up here from the gym because he prefers to practice where he can see the sky. Today, as is the case most days. The tall, blonde boy is wearing a black tac-vest over a white t-shirt, grey military surplus looking pants, and tan hiking boots. He's striking at the dummy quickly and precisely, hand occasionally turning into a shining
[22:44] <BobaFettuccine> silver spearhead covered in golden runes as he does so.
#01[22:50] <Knoel> From behind him, Gungnir hears the stairwell door open, and a soft American voice saying, "Huh. This school sure is full of tall guys, ain't it?" Callum, equally fashion-blind in jeans and a plain tee, steps around so Gungnir can see him, raising a hand in greeting. The spear has a solid few inches on him, certainly, but probably takes up about a third of the space. "Callum Ellis." He smiles, "I'd shake, but..." He indicates Gungnir's speartip.
[23:10] <BobaFettuccine> Gun whirls around as he hears the stairwell door open, stance looking like he's bracing for a fight. He then notices that it's a student and relaxes somewhat. "I am Gungnir. It is good to meet you Callum." He says with a polite nod, his hand ripples and shifts back into a normal human looking hand and he offers it to shake.
#01[23:14] <Knoel> Callum shakes firmly, easy smile not faltering at Gungnir's stiff manner of speaking. "Very impressive." He says as he pulls his hand away, nodding at Gungnir's, "You come up here to train, I take it?" He rolls his shoulders, standing up straight, "You don't mind the company, do you?"
[23:18] <BobaFettuccine> "I do. And no, I do not mind." Gungnir says, not smiling at all, in fact he's either frowned or been straight faced since Callum's seen his face. "And I am hardly impressive, merely adequate."
#01[23:21] <Knoel> "Well, I'm impressed." Callum chuckles, walking to the edge of the roof and leaning his elbows on the railing, "It's not every day you see someone turn their hand into a blade thing, even here." He continues watching Gungnir from the railing, short fair hair being rustled in the breeze, "I can't do that."
[23:24] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir shrugs, "I would be a poor spear if I did not have a blade." He says, as though that explained everything. Gun, not wanting to be rude, is turned to face Callum as they talk.
#01[23:28] <Knoel> Callum thinks about the statement for a few seconds, eyes on the clouds above, then he nods to himself. "True." He nods again, then leans his head back to take in the warm sunlight. "Still," He says, turning his face back to Gungnir, "You're more than just a spear, right?"
[23:31] <BobaFettuccine> Gun blinks at the question and seems to think for a few moments. "I thought that once... but not any longer." He says quietly, walking over to join Callum at the railing and lean against it, frowning slightly as he goes to gaze up at the sky.
#01[23:33] <Knoel> Callum's gentle features harden into a small frown, "What made you change your mind?" He asks, standing up straighter beside Gungnir with his hands resting on the railing.
[23:38] <BobaFettuccine> "I have only been... I suppose alive is the term you would use, for roughly six months." He says quietly, "For a time, those around me had convinced me that I was no longer merely an object, that these thoughts and feelings were a good thing. And yet... One by one those I have loved and cared about are gone. Either through my own incompetence, their treachery, or merely disappearing without so much as a farewell. I have decided that things were much better when I was just a spear." Gun doesn't take his eyes off the sky the whole time he talks, almost like he's looking for something up there.
#01[23:44] <Knoel> "Listen," Callum says gently after a short while of contemplative silence, reaching out to put a tentative hand on Gungnir's shoulder, "I know you don't know me from Adam, but life isn't just... good things getting taken away from you." He looks at the ground below him for a second, then shrugs one shoulder, "I mean, I guess eventually, but- even if it is, even if all that being human is is getting good things and then having them taken away... I think it's worth it." He breathes out, then takes his hand away with a soft snort and puts it back on the railing. "Sorry. You didn't ask. I shouldn't run my mouth to folks I don't even know."
[23:51] <BobaFettuccine> Gun shrugs. "I will never die. Not of age. And despite throwing myself at beast after beast it seems that nothing has been able to overcome me yet." He turns a gaze on Callum that is both old and depressingly young for how hopeless it is. "It seems that I am doomed to an eternity of good things being taken from me." He lets out a little sigh. "No, it is I who should apologize. You most likely do not wish to hear of my troubles."
#01[23:55] <Knoel> Callum gives Gungnir a pearly smile, "If you need someone to talk to, I'm your guy." He visibly perks up, "Hey, I might not be able to die of old age either. And I haven't fought many beasts but one time this big fleshbag zombie thing hit me so hard its arm came off." He chuckles, then awkwardly trails out of it. It's not that funny an anecdote. "And Cass has promised to make me immortal anyway, if I'm not already. So, there's that."
Session Time: Sun Dec 25 00:00:00 2016
[00:01] <BobaFettuccine> "The last large bag of flesh that I fought had more arms than I was able to count. I felled a tree on it. Twice." At Callum's comment about Cass making him immortal, a somewhat confused look crosses Gun's face, "I was unaware that Cass was immortal." He says with a slight tilt of his head.
#01[00:03] <Knoel> "Not yet, but they're working on it." Callum says with a small smile and a proud tone, apparently unsurprised that Gungnir has heard of Cass. "Apparently it's a perk of being Cass' boyfriend." He gives Gungnir a friendly pat on the arm, "So hey, there's at least two people you know who won't die."
[00:13] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir nods slowly, not seeming super comforted by the thought that Cass might be immortal at some point. "I see." He says quietly.
#01[00:14] <Knoel> The awkward silence hangs around for some time, and Callum's eyes scan around the roof, eventually lighting on the training dummy. "So," He nods towards it, "Is this what you do for fun?"
[00:18] <BobaFettuccine> "Well, I do not sleep, or tire other than in extreme circumstances. So when I am not in a class, it is either this, reading, or patrolling the campus." Gun says with a shrug.
#01[00:21] <Knoel> Callum nods. "If you ever need a sparring partner. Or want someone to patrol with you." Something inside him seems to really click with the idea of patrolling, though he can't place what or why. "It'd be my pleasure."
[00:36] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir nods and pulls out a small pad of paper and a golf pencil from one of the pockets on his tac-vest. He then writes down his phone number and tears the sheet off of the pad before handing it to Callum. "That sounds agreeable. Thank you. Though I should most likely warn you that I accidentally broke four ribs of the last person that I sparred with." He replaces the paper and pencil in their pocket. "Also, I have been told that I should advertise the fact, so I shall let you know that I sell runes. They are the equivalent of temporary tattoos with magical power." He raises his arms, showing four runes tattooed onto the underside of each one. "They look to be roughly the same size as these when applied, they will not fade until activated once applied.I sell one that strengthens the mind, one that strengthens the body, and one that allows for telepathic communication between others who have it activated. That one is sold in batches of four."
#01[00:42] <Knoel> Callum looks at the phone number in his hand, then at Gungnir, then at the number again, clearly a little dumbfounded. "I, uh," He smacks his lips, "I do carpentry. General handy-man stuff, if you need... that." He trails off, then nods and clears his throat, "Thanks for letting me know. Don't worry, about the sparring. I can take hits." He carefully folds up the paper with Gungnir's number and puts it in his pocket. "Thanks." He says again.
[00:46] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir nods in acknowledgement of the thanks. "And I thank you. For speaking with me. I will occasionally go days without speaking in recent times, so I appreciate it."
#01[00:50] <Knoel> "No problem." Callum waves the thanks off, "I like talking to you. You seem like a straightforward guy." He points with his thumb at the training dummy, "So, shall I leave you to it, or do you wanna try going a round?"
[00:58] <BobaFettuccine> "If you would like, I believe I would enjoy the sparring." And at the prospect of fighting, Callum would see Gun smile for the first time since they'd started talking. As he walks towards the center of the roof, his skin ripples and changes until he's just silvery metal from head to toe, with golden hair. Golden runes also spiral from his shoulders down his arms, concentrating many runes all over both of his fists. He turns back towards Callum. "Let us fight then."
#01[01:02] <Knoel> Callum watches with a quiet "Huh.", then moves into the middle of the roof facing him. Feeling the need to meet Gungnir's preparation somehow, Callum pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it to the floor by the stairwell door. His abs have abs. He puts up his dukes, very clearly someone who has seen boxing being done and, in every fight since childhood, gotten by on artless brawling. "Start gentle with me, will you? Haven't thrown down in a while."
[01:06] <BobaFettuccine> Gungnir faces Callum and nods, taking an easy and practiced stance, one of someone who was literally made to fight. "Of course." He says, and then his grin turns rather fierce. "We start now." He then starts circling around Callum, waiting to see what the other boy would do first.
#01[01:10] <Knoel> Callum watches Gungnir move, and keeps turning to face him without any particular grace - to a versed opponent, it's a series of moments where his stance is weak as hell. Of course, weak stance or no, the idea of toppling the man-mountain is still fairly daunting. He keeps his paws up, only throwing out a couple of straight punches - finding his range, presumably.
[01:20] <BobaFettuccine> Gun bats the jabs to the side, deflecting them, rather than taking the full force of them, which would probably have hurt, even with his body made of magically reinforced Asgardian steel. He focuses mainly on defense for now, judging Callum's combat style, speed, strength, and reach. Waiting for an opportunity to strike back.
#01[01:24] <Knoel> Callum also seems to be playing it defensive. Interacting with other people is like walking on eggshells to begin with he's pretty shy about punching. Finally, he seems to decide that a metal man can probably take it. And that's obvious, because Callum can be read like a book. His face betrays him first, then his shoulders roll, he steps in, his waist swings, and he throws a wild haymaker with his right, aimed at Gungnir's head. Clearly, he's never fought anyone that knew how to.
[01:36] <BobaFettuccine> Gun reads the move that Callum makes miles before the strike goes into motion. He ducks the haymaker and gets in close, driving his elbow up at Callum's chest.
#01[01:39] <Knoel> Callum lets out a very satisfying "Oof" sound as Gungnir knocks him off his feet and he stumbles backwards, falling onto his back with a crash. On the floor, he coughs and puts a hand to where the elbow struck. "Damn." He looks up with a smile, propping himself up on one hand, "Good hit." He takes a few breaths, then gets to his feet and puts his fists up again, "Okay. Again."
[01:42] <BobaFettuccine> -scene started a fight-