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[rp] naked, shirtless, and katniss

When Logan falls through the door of the ship this time, he is wet and naked (~~though his hair is cut unlike in those gifs~~). It's been a few months since the last time he was here, and he doesn't appreciate being thrown back in mid-bath that he didn't even want to take in the first place.

...it's a long story. Come say hi to the naked, incredibly muscular man on the deck who is beyond tense. He is truly completely and totally naked. Unf.

James Wilder has been here for days at least. The Hunter's mark has taken over, has taken so much from him over time. He got it ten years ago. The mansion is quiet and empty, but his siblings are there and that's all he can ask for. Maybe the ship finally took pity on him, standing around on its deck, searching for something to hunt or kill only to turn up empty handed every time, because he is now in a gym in the ship. He's been here for hours.

Training with various weapons, crossbows, swords, and the like. He's shirtless and sweaty but focused. Need self defense/hunting classes? Come get trained by a really buff dude... who has a hard time being social or 'normal' or having fun so apologies for that, but he is single and... shirtless. That's a thing that can be appreciated given his... abs.

Finally, there's Katniss Everdeen who went to Chicago and then was sent back into a very au version of her own world where both Peeta and Gale are women and it is totally a thing in that world that gender doesn't matter in romance and that two girls can be chosen for the Hunger Games as well as two boys or a boy and a girl, which is what apparently happened to the Katniss that was there before her. She is currently, standing on the deck of a ship with a bow and arrow pointed outward and a confused expression on her face. She has yet to finish it yet (and has been setting the whole arena on fire due to her Rift change, this is a highly AUed version of her world on every single level really).

Nothing is okay.

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[no, james is not a sap at all. he hasn't been a sap since he was eighteen years old. he can't tell that she's not human either, because he can only tell when someone is a werewolf or vampire. however, he has sparred with humans before so it doesn't give him pause.

he turns toward the sound of her voice, looking at her for a long moment before he nods in answer, taking a step back on the mat to indicate that she should join him on it] I do. It's more... effective to train with someone else.

[and she hasn't even stepped out yet but the way she asks it is so natural that he has to assume she knows what she is doing and has sparred with people before.]

[ once or twice in her life.

and she does like having a worthy opponent. she walks with confidence and purpose, despite the fact she has nowhere to channel it at the moment. she needs something to focus on, and this is as good of an alternative as any. it's interesting, he is not a sap - she can feel something, but she can't get a thought out of him.

at his prompting, cara moves toward the mat, already wearing gym gear that's proper for it. ]

My thoughts exactly. [ she straightens her shoulders. ] What are the options?

[ she noticed you're adept at many a thing, james. besides looking like a greek god. ]

[james notices the way she walks with confidence and purpose like she is used to having a very clear purpose in the same way that he is used to that. without it, he tends to go stir crazy, and he is here unknowingly for the same thing that she is.

it's time to channel that energy the only way he knows how without that purpose actively there. it's time to channel it into training, being prepared for when it's time to use that again.

he lifts his eyebrows a bit at the question and then looks back at the weapons.] Swords, sticks, hand-to-hand, almost... anything. [there are more weapons surrounding the mat, but not all of them are good for sparring with.

they're all there for practice though.]

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[ cara eyes the weapons that surround the mat.

one wouldn't think it, but the type of weapon you choose might say more about you than you think. cara can't read this guy - at least not right off the bat - so she'll have to use other methods to try and figure him out. he's not human, but then what exactly is he? she is already surreptitiously eying the staffs at the end corner. ]

You pick first.

[ she is curious to see what he'll pick, okay. ]

[james narrows his gaze at her, because he knows very well that asking someone to pick first is done for a reason even if her expression doesn't reveal that. he lifts up an eyebrow, not hiding that he knows exactly why she has asked him this.

and he is also not afraid of giving her the straight up honest answer.]

Normally with my brother I would choose a sword.

[he has a preference for the sword. he isn't certain if that is him or the hunter.]

With a new sparring partner, I choose a staff until I see how compatible our fighting styles are.

[ look, he may know what she is asking and why she is asking it, but cara is someone that can be a great performer if she needs to - or underperform, as the case may be. her expression betrays nothing as she lifts her eyebrows, waiting for him to make his choice. once he does, she picks up the staff and starts to walk in a circle.

the fact he gave a straight up answer is surprising, but not in a bad way at all. ]

You have a brother?

[ she's already getting a feel for the weight of the staff on her hands. ]

Where are you both from? [ she starts to get into stance. the ready for some ninja times kind, idk. ]

[james notices that about her. her expression betrays absolutely nothing as she lifts her eyebrows, waiting for him to make the first move. he can respect that, and it's a trait that he shares. it's not so much performance as he is a tough nut to crack. he doesn't give away much in that hollowness though at the same time he can be honest, open, straightforward.

he nods in answer to the question, moving the staff on his hands in instinct. there's no thought involved. it's muscle memory practically.]

New York City. You? [he gets into his own stance across from hers, noting hers is a good stance, an experienced one. she knows what she's doing, and he makes the first move to test how she will respond, to show that he respects and notices that she knows what she is doing.]

... New York City.

[ cue an internal squint. as soon as he makes his first move, cara effectively blocks it and wastes no time in executing hers in a similar movement. she isn't going easy on him, and it's exactly for the reason she can tell he doesn't need her to. ] Is it true there's more than one?

[ sure, there'd been talks of a promised land, one beyond the world people had imagined. but multiple worlds? universes? rifts? cara doesn't know how to wrap her head around that one yet. ]

[james lifts his eyebrows with a tiny nod, impressed by the effective blocking move that she gives. they won't go easy on each other at all, and he appreciates that. she is a good sparring partner.] It's true. There are multiple universes so if you know of a New York City, it may not be the one that I am from.

[because there are so many, and this ship seems to be pulling people in from multiple universes like the door itself is some kind of endless rift.]

How are we going to be able to tell either way?

[ it's one thing if the new yorks are wildly different enough that it would be easy enough to tell apart, but what if they're not? does it really matter here on this ship? cara doesn't know, but she can't quite shrug off that paranoia that tells her to be on guard at all times, just in case. the likelihood of his knowing about ultra or anything involving it could be slim, but cara knows what happens when you take a risk.

people get killed. ]

You cross reference any potential differences between one world and the next. Even then, it can be difficult to tell if the differences in universes are small ones.

[then they may never really know unless they planned to meet in new york city and actually found each other there. the chances that they are from the same universe are slim, but he understands the hesitance in believing that they're from different universes.

people have their secrets, and they have their reasons for having secrets. she looks like someone with a lot of secrets, and she clearly holds them close to her vest. wears an expression that is impossible to read like his own can be.]

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