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OTA Video | UN: FormerPilot | & Private Video @Seifer and @Rinoa

[The video starts on a young man that looks a bit tired, but if you know Nida you know that's probably status quo. At least he knows how to easily position his arm to get himself framed well now that the video's started. And, if you were one of those already lucky ~~or maybe unlucky~~ enough to know him, his nervousness is evident in how he runs his right hand through his hair, his main nervous tick.]

Hey, Nida here. Uh, so I've been trying to figure out how to approach this for a week or so now, since the 'party' thing that happened. And while I've been through this device and a lot of different filtering options, I can't seem to find one that will, sight unseen, just filter to young adults.

So to start, if you're over, let's go with around twenty-two, years of age, you can probably disregard this message. Sorry, this thing is entirely about being younger here and so not really looking for as much feedback from adults that adult-ier than that.

[He has the decency to cringe at that word choice. 'Adult-ier'. Yeah, he half expects grief from those 'adultier' people for even making this, but hey, he's had a number of people give him hard looks because they were judging what it was to be a young adult with his experience so, to quote his boss, 'Whatever'.]

So, for any of those younger folk who haven't just shut me off by this point because my entire thing has been lame so far, I've got a proposition. I mean, at the New Year's Eve thing I noticed there are a lot more of us that I'd really, I don't know, anticipated? Which isn't an issue of course. And I imagine that for people from backgrounds where socializing and school and frequent releases of new movies [a small pause because really the guy looks half puzzled at that idea] was really a thing, it can be lonely here. Especially without people your age to talk to.

Especially with how sometimes the adults here get very awkward over our life experiences because I know I've heard that expressed sometimes.

Anyway, what I've been thinking is that we're here, and maybe we should figure out what to do with that fact? I'm not saying we make a young people club. Just, you know, network. Not electronic network, more the whole 'make connections with other people' network. Maybe meet up sometimes, or at least know who other people our age are, know there are maybe couches to crash on when you need to get away from situations, or someone to listen when you've got to talk, or just to share backgrounds without the inherent 'those life experiences are too big for someone your age' worried looks the older people get.

So, well, to sum up. Because basically I seem to be rambling and I normally only manage that when I'm having discussions of things like magic.

We're young. They're not as young. Sometimes that makes tension. So let's make friends who are young? If that appeals just, chat up here for right now? We can maybe talk about having a meet up later this month if people want that. Like that knitting group or whatever but for hanging out.

[He knows Rin wouldn't mind using the house for that. Seifer he'll... maybe bribe to be cool with it? Worst comes to worst schoolhouse. Or see if Billy and Tommy could host?

Look at this guy, looking more awkward at the end than he ever did at the start. Clearly a strange mixture of the nervous high school, or college really, nerd and a really built jock. And he looks like this whole process was like pulling teeth. But he does manage something like a smile because he figures that's the best way to end this.]

I'm shutting up now. Okay.

[There's a very quiet, under the breath curse that can't easily be made out, but clearly Seifer or Rinoa would know it's him cursing Hyne.]

Private Video to Seifer and Rinoa

[Clearly starts back up only seconds after the last one ended, and he looks even more awkward if that is possible. Of course it is because the video is still pointed in the direction of his head. But said head is currently face down, hidden by the fact of being pressed against their kitchen table. And his voice is only somewhat muffled as he speaks.]

I mean, all of this isn't a stupid idea, right? You can't tell me you two don't get the judgmental looks whenever we bring up anything about life back home. I guess it might not be as always bad on you, Rinoa, cause you had something vaguely resembling a non-mercenary life, I suppose. But I've heard Billy [the first time he's actually used the name of the guy he talks about sometimes at meals with them to fill quiet gaps] mention how someone called 'Captain America' would give him grief for heroing and stuff, and I know Kamala was reaching out to try and talk to people when her birthday was coming up about what it's like to be older.

It's clear there needs to be some way for young adults and late teens people to have the sort of... possible social interactions, right? Even Garden got that, and I know how we were raised was weird. Just feels so much like I'm casting doom on myself because I'm on the older end of the range I made up, and I spend a lot of time trying to get some of the 'adultier' [he groans because what a stupid word he used, fuck Seifer's not going to let that go] to not make me feel actively like I have to prove myself. Literally had to fight a guy. I'll explain that over dinner but...

Shiva's Tits, how do you delete stupid off the Internet guys?

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Yeah, I know. I have to give them credit for the fact that a lot of worlds sound easier than ours.

And then there's you. Settling down into the life of a smith well. I'm jealous.

Wouldn't it be nice if it wasn't monsters or war on your doorstep every afternoon?

[He huffs, then smirks down at the watch.]

What? I'd go crazy doin' nothin'. Ain't like I'm qualified for much. We're too specialized to our world.

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You work somewhere warm.

[It's not just that but he lets it go.]

Nothin' stopping you from coming down here.

[It is warm. He's pretty sure Tony wouldn't care.]

[Except that's your space, Seifer. You need your own friends. Your own start.]

I'm busy being the center of the social bubble of teens.

[And he can't have Nida visit when he invites him because?]

Uh-huh. Sure you are. That's the reason.

[Because is he really inviting him, or is he being polite.]

Would you believe I'm working on this gift exchange thing? And sweaty hands is not good for wood?

[When has Seifer ever cared about being polite?]

I dunno I'd think sweaty hands were the goal in that situation.

Seriously? Seriously Seifer, you'd going there?

[Why does he talk to you? Why is this now about masturbatory habits? What the hell?]

Carving. Carving bits of wood into different shapes. You know, the thing I've been working on at night while Rinoa knits and before I go to bed?

[Which many nights seems to happen when his device beeps to say someone's contacting him. Total coincidence.]

Yup.

[He smirks, shameless. Absolutely shameless. Nida opened this door. Remember the dojo? And who said it was habits for all he knew Nida was out having some fun no shame in that right?]

Yeah, yeah, way to kill the joke. You said you were workin' on a gift.

[He just added everything together for the sake of amusement. Which Nida promptly murdered. No fun allowed.]

[Maybe he doesn't want to talk to you about things like that.]

Hey, if you want to talk that, you've got to be able to keep up, because I will talk about that.

And yeah. Some box showed up last month. I've got instructions on how to make a thing. I'm making the thing. I'm going to give it to the person it's for as soon as I'm done.

[Right. Professional distance. Fine he gets it.]

You started it.

[Whatever. Nida's only friendly with certain people and it isn't him. He can't blame him.]

You get a box with instructions and you just followed them? That didn't seem weird to you? Whatever kills the time I guess.

Of course it seems weird, Seifer. All of this seems weird. I mean, you just invited me to come see you at the forge, which I haven't been doing because I figure you need space that's only yours. Where Rin and I won't bother you.

[He's trying. And some things Billy said recently were sticking with him. A lot. That maybe Seifer isn't doing as well as Nida thinks.]

I have a room for that. It's a public place. I can't very well keep you out.

[Things? Seifer isn't exactly the type to talk about or let it be known if anything is going on. He prefers not to think about it. Working until it's time to drop seems like as good an idea as any. He'd already burned any chance at being closer to Nida by being defensive so...

Whatever.]

[Really? He sighs. Looks nervous. Then looks away.]

You can't keep me out, but I'm trying to do right by you. And I don't really know how to do that. I don't know how to act like a friend, okay? I'm trying.

Are you? [He asks seriously. He's gone to find something to hit with a hammer, because without monsters to take his frustration out on beating it out of a piece of iron was the closest he'll come to relief.]

'Cause as far as I can tell I don't know if you'd rather I fall in the river half the time or not. [Do they need anything hammered? He's going to find something that needs it.] Ain't like I blame you. Hate the guess work is all.

[Look at his face, there is clearly some nervousness here. He's letting you see that.]

Okay, first, don't fall in the river, because I don't want to get hypothermia fishing you out. Second...

[Nervousness only ramps up and he runs his fingers through his hair, which of course leaves it mussed. He can barely even look at the screen because he's so afraid this is going to backfire. But... He can do this. There's a flash of resolve as he looks back at the screen.]

Not everyone managed to find friends at BG, Seifer. Not all of us know how to do that right. This is me trying. And failing. Horribly. But I'm going to get better at it. Which I can't do unless you, who actually knows how to do this, gives me a bit of a hand.

[He was about to shoot back with something incredibly surly and snide, but that look gives him enough pause to bite it back for the moment. Self depreciation wasn't very productive. So instead he just snorts, disbelieving. Nida's behavior thus far had only convinced him that stabbing was off the table after all. And little more.]

You think I know what the hell I'm doin'? I had two friends, Nida, two, and they did most of the friending.

[Two friends. His posse, his family, everything he had left was in them. And now what did he have? A stubborn unwillingness to lay down and die and that's about it.]

So are you actually tryin' to be friends here or are you just sayin' it 'cause you think you have to? I really don't give a shit if it's the latter, just prefer you not blowing hot air up my ass. Neither of us need that.

Not blowing hot air up your ass. First: that could give someone an embolism. Which means can kill you. Second: I haven't wanted near your ass since I was fifteen.

Third... yeah. I am trying. But you're making this really hard.

[Wut. He frowns, brow furrowing severely at the watch. So he's not allowed to talk about it or Nida ruins the fun but Nida is? Hyne. Double standard.]

I've been tryin' and gettin' more frostbite from you then I would Leonhart. Which is damn impressive. [Has also pretty well convinced him that this is courtesy and some weird sense of duty and nothing more. Or keeping an eye on him which is the far more likely option.

Which in turn just makes him more resentful. Like he's a potentially rabid dog they're observing in case he needs to be put down.]

You don't make it easy either.

[Safe sex is always good to discuss.]

Fine. Let's make it blunt.

[He looks a bit nervous. A lot nervous. But he keeps his eyes on Seifer.]

You made me pancakes for my birthday. Since my parents died, no one has ever done anything for me for my birthday. And as stupid as we were at the start, I had fun when we were dancing at the party.

I respect you, I have for along time. What happened with everything was... it just was. Before that, in Garden, I was jealous of how you went after what you want. And I never did. Yeaaah, I know it didn't go well, but you try. And here you are now, finding friends, a place to be, and I'm jealous of that too.

[He's not sure what that has to do with this conversation. Is it the hot air? That was a metaphor.]

[Initially, Seifer wasn't watching, he's digging around for something to smash with a hammer. But as he goes back to regarding Nida he gives pause. Alright, guy actually does look serious and not like he's pulling his leg so...

Oh.

Oh to a lot of things. Though he'd hardly call what happened as simple as something that "just was".]

Jealous of my constant failures?

[He smirks a little, trying to lighten the conversation though Nida might catch a hint of there being a lot more pain behind that joke than he's willing to let on. Though he's not sure he'd call too many of these people friends. Casual, friendly acquaintances at best for most of them. Tony... maybe. He's not sure what to make there.]

Nothin's stoppin' you from doin' the same. Only thing makes this possible for me is these are strangers. If they knew who I was I'd have to go find myself a house in the North Village and never talk to anyone again. You've got a chance here too, so why not take it?

Yeah, if they tried to kick you out of South Village, I think Rinoa and I would have more than a few things to say about that. Loudly. Possibly with violence on my part. So you’d probably have roommates.

[What? He’d be concerned.]

I... am trying to do the same. It’s just hard. I definitely was a lot more accepting of Garden controlling just about every aspect of my life. Making my own choices is hard. Billy said it’s okay though. That I should try. So I am trying. This is me trying. I am just really bad at it.

[Oh she has to step in here for a second.]

If they knew who you were? What do you mean by that?

[Oh no, it's cool. Nida doesn't mind that you watched him being awkward at Seifer. He sorta needs a little help anyway.]

He means what he did. As a Knight. Which, I've told him before, by my point in our timeline, that's a moot point. Ultimecia affected him, affected both of you. He's a free man, and what happened wasn't his fault.

At least, that isn't how I or a lot of people see it.

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