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[ifoundthem]

[Newt's communicator has no message; it just beeps. Chances of him actually getting a message are slim, given he doesn't know the network exists, yet.

But if you really want to talk to him, feel free to track him down here.]

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Skills car keys - Private

[formerself]

Alright, Newt? Quentin's got me down for self defence with you. Meet me at the gym in an hour?

Skills car keys - Private

[ifoundthem]

Oh, ah, does he?

...I can do that.

[He only has the vaguest idea of what self-defense without a wand involves.]

Private > Spam

[formerself]

Brilliant.

[Credence is getting subjected to this too, if that makes you feel...better...? Anyway, Eggsy's going to be in the gym, doing a light pace on a treadmill while he waits.]

Spam

[ifoundthem]

Newt arrives wearing... well, what he usually wears, though at least he strips off his overcoat and suit jacket once he enters. And leaves it by the wall with his suitcase. One arm is still bandaged up to the elbow, but he doesn't seem especially bothered by it.

His wand still hangs from his hip, in an honest-to-goodness holster.

"Hello? It's Eggsy, right?"

Spam

[formerself]

"Yeah, mate." They've talked before, a couple of times, but he knows Newt is a bit....well. Not always all there. "What happened to your arm?"

Spam

[ifoundthem]

He knows who Eggsy is. It's just the names he sometimes gets muddled about.

"Oh, nothing. Work. It doesn't bother me much." He's had worse bites.

[formerself]

"...alright. You can't just - magic it better?"

He strolls over, rolling his shoulders back.

[ifoundthem]

"Healing magic is tricky, and I- I've never really been any good at it." If it'd been life-threatening he could try a mending charm, in a pinch, but it's not meant to be used on living flesh. The results are ugly - often moreso than natural healing.

"Most people aren't. I'm most comfortable with charms."

[formerself]

"Alright. And speakin' of, you're not gonna magic me accidentally if I throw a punch, are you? Cuz this is very strictly a no-magic exercise."

[ifoundthem]

"No? Oh-" He seems to realize his wand is still on, and hastily takes it off to leave it - with a couple murmured words - in the hands of the leafy stick-creature Pickett, who's sitting with his jacket.

"I don't have much combat experience, outside dueling." Magical duels he means, but doesn't specify. "Never really needed it, even in the War."

[formerself]

Eggsy can guess. He doesn't see Newt as the pistols-at-dawn type.

"Alright. Well, this is gonna be for those times the Barge is shit an' takes your powers off you. There's always gonna be someone around who can kick your arse, so this is gonna be more about givin' yourself a chance to get away, yeah? Not winning a fight."

[ifoundthem]

"That's not so different than it is with magic," Newt says, honestly. He knows he's not the most powerful nor best wizard out there. In fact, he's solidly average. And yet, he still actively gets himself caught up in messes well out of his weight class if he believes it's the right thing to do.

"Where should we, ah, start?"

[formerself]

That gets a genuine smile. He can't help it; he's always rooting for the underdog.

"Throw a punch," he says. "Try an' hit me."

[ifoundthem]

Newt shrugs and shifts his weight, assessing for a moment, before attempting a strike.

The punch itself is sloppy and lacking confidence, but fast. And, (possibly) surprisingly, his footwork is excellent. A little unrefined, but he keeps himself balanced and light on his toes and poised to move out of the way in a hurry.

[formerself]

Eggsy blocks him easily, letting his fist glance off to the side, but he notices the anomaly.

"You're good on your feet," he observes. "That's good. How come?"

[ifoundthem]

Newt gives him an odd look. "I, ah, may be better with creatures than most, but I don't actually want to be eaten."

[formerself]

Eggsy just laughs.

"Alright, alright. So I'm gonna show you a few basic blocks, and a couple of things you can do to get a bit of distance between you an' whoever's causing you trouble, okay?"

[ifoundthem]

"All right." Newt settles back on his heels and nods. He is, at least, very willing to learn about this.

I know precisely dick about self defence and I'm sorry

[formerself]

Eggsy takes him through, as promised, the basics. How to try and defuse a situation before it gets physical, something that in his experience often goes neglected - then onto what happens when that doesn't work. Deflecting blows, and using the most vulnerable spots on a person's body to get the most shock out of a single hit.

And yes, he's definitely inviting Newt to hurt him.

haha like I'm any better

[ifoundthem]

Newt's a good listener, and he's fast and fit and has excellent reflexes. He's a natural at dodging and decent at blocking. But even as his technique improves, it's pretty obvious that he's pulling his punches, even with his uninjured arm. It doesn't sit well, hurting someone unnecessarily. Even with permission.

[formerself]

"Mate, come on," Eggsy says, the second time he notices this. "You've got arms like spaghetti, you're not gonna hurt me. Hit me like you mean it, alright? Or else there's no point."

And then he throws another jab that will leave a (small) bruise if Newt lets it land.

[ifoundthem]

Newt skips back out of range. Eggsy's good, of course, but not as fast as an agitated hippogriff. He's doing pretty good at keeping out of range.

"I... can't say I've ever actually punched anyone before."

[formerself]

Eggsy pulls a face, then actually comes at Newt like he would at a real opponent - one jab for him to duck away from, then the real hit, into his ribs.

No, he's not 'agitated hippogryph' fast, but he's quicker than he's been letting Newt see so far.

[ifoundthem]

Newt reads the movements exactly as Eggsy intends; He ducks easily away from the feint, and right into the strike to his ribs. He staggers away with a grunt and his hand does, briefly, flit down to where his wand normally hangs.

[formerself]

"Sorry about that," Eggsy says, taking a step back. "But it ain't always enough to just get out the way, alright?"