[Half an hour later on the dot Jaeger will knock on the door and wait for the dogs to go wild again. Knife-fighting with Wesker sounds like a fun way to spend the evening and he's ready for it.]
[This is going to be stupid as hell, that's what it's going to be.
The dogs sound like they're going insane from somewhere that isn't inside the house, actually; it seems like Wesker's let them out around back. Because if they fuck up and draw blood, the last thing he needs is the dogs being aware of it; fighting in the house tends to set them on-edge as it is...
That said, he'll let Jaeger in soon enough; he's not wearing the stupid Kevlar thing, but god, did he consider it given what they're going to be doing. Rather, he's...completely overdressed for this sort of thing again, because if you're not going to do this in a fucking suit then what is even the point.]
Well, hopefully this won't end in one or both of us requiring the hospital.
[Wesker's got his S.T.A.R.S. knife on him already; he's toying with it a bit between his fingers when Jaeger returns.]
I imagine it goes without saying that we're not going to try to outright stab one another, but other than that my only preference is that you try not to do anything to my face that I'll have to answer for.
[...Are you going to actually come at him this time, have we learned by now that he'll come at you if you don't do anything quickly enough for his liking, or is it a good day for awkwardness chicken again.]
[No, he'll come at you this time! He's learned his lesson, okay!! He's admittedly a little uncertain on the first strike, aiming low and not striking nearly as hard as he could, but at least he's actually trying and not waiting for you this time??]
[...You know, if he's going to learn anything fairly quickly tonight it's that while his fear response may not work, something in his brain still does not like the idea of pointy things coming at him.
He'll be trying to move with the strike, stepping back and to the side to keep out of the way of it; the knife blade ends up connecting with Jaeger's for a moment and the sound of metal on metal is ugly, but thankfully it's brief before he recovers himself and tries to return the strike. It's likewise not as hard as it could be, but at the same time, they're still figuring this shit out, so.]
[Jaeger pulls back at Wesker's strike, bringing the knife up to block it, once again getting that nasty metal sound. He's a little more confident now and strikes out again, still keeping his aim relatively low.]
When he moves to block he does it with his off hand, catching Jaeger's forearm with his own and trying very hard to not get a blade jammed through his arm; thankfully the scratch he'd gotten from the bat thing a few weeks ago seems to have healed itself up well enough otherwise that would have stung at absolute best, but as it stands he's not going to pay it any mind and try for another hit while Jaeger's blade hand is occupied.]
[He makes an annoyed noise at that, but by the time he manages to pull back it's already too late, the blade's cut into his clothes, though it hasn't gone deep enough to actually injure him. He doesn't aim low again this time, but he's prepared for Wesker to try to stop him with his off hand.]
[...We are really bad at this, it's a little impressive - ]
I assume I'm going to owe you for that, once we're done with this.
[You know, the clothing damage - ah, god, the sound of metal on metal is hideous but he'll be using the knife to block Jaeger's strike this time, at least.]
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Depends on what you need help with!
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However, I have a knife and no idea how to use it properly, and you've assisted me in remembering how to do things in the past.
[By, you know, doing them.
...We're gonna knife fight in his foyer, are you in.]
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Would you like me to come over soon, then?
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Whenever you'd like. I'm not doing anything of interest this evening otherwise.
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The dogs sound like they're going insane from somewhere that isn't inside the house, actually; it seems like Wesker's let them out around back. Because if they fuck up and draw blood, the last thing he needs is the dogs being aware of it; fighting in the house tends to set them on-edge as it is...
That said, he'll let Jaeger in soon enough; he's not wearing the stupid Kevlar thing, but god, did he consider it given what they're going to be doing. Rather, he's...completely overdressed for this sort of thing again, because if you're not going to do this in a fucking suit then what is even the point.]
Well, hopefully this won't end in one or both of us requiring the hospital.
[Hi, Jaeger.]
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I certainly hope not! Trying to explain that would be a bit difficult, ja?
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[...Everyone here knows Wesker would phrase it as "he stabbed me because I asked him to."]
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[...Wesker.]
At any rate. You're still interested, I assume.
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[...And easily cleaned, in the event that blood happens.]
Unless you brought a blade with you, you're welcome to go find one.
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[And true to his word, it won't take him long to find a suitable knife and return.]
Are you ready, then?
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I imagine it goes without saying that we're not going to try to outright stab one another, but other than that my only preference is that you try not to do anything to my face that I'll have to answer for.
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[He's never fought with a knife like this, but the concept is simple enough. Whenever you're ready.]
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[...Are you going to actually come at him this time, have we learned by now that he'll come at you if you don't do anything quickly enough for his liking, or is it a good day for awkwardness chicken again.]
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He'll be trying to move with the strike, stepping back and to the side to keep out of the way of it; the knife blade ends up connecting with Jaeger's for a moment and the sound of metal on metal is ugly, but thankfully it's brief before he recovers himself and tries to return the strike. It's likewise not as hard as it could be, but at the same time, they're still figuring this shit out, so.]
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When he moves to block he does it with his off hand, catching Jaeger's forearm with his own and trying very hard to not get a blade jammed through his arm; thankfully the scratch he'd gotten from the bat thing a few weeks ago seems to have healed itself up well enough otherwise that would have stung at absolute best, but as it stands he's not going to pay it any mind and try for another hit while Jaeger's blade hand is occupied.]
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I assume I'm going to owe you for that, once we're done with this.
[You know, the clothing damage - ah, god, the sound of metal on metal is hideous but he'll be using the knife to block Jaeger's strike this time, at least.]
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[We really are bad at this, but at least he's enthusiastic about it?? Have another strike, aimed high this time.]
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