[It would be a nice house for entertaining but at the moment Nariko couldn't be entirely sure of how often she'd actually be going out. Usually, she never really hesitated to go out and do whatever she liked, bring home however many people interested her at any odd hours. The house's layout meant that she wouldn't have to really change up her routine, she could probably keep the same pattern without Les ever being particularly bothered by it, unless she was secretly a massive prude. Or a reasonable person who disliked strangers. But even Nariko struggled to decide if it was worth that. For as dedicated as Les was to learn and become stronger, Nariko was equally steadfast in her commitment to teach.
So things like baseless sex and even making friends would be distractions.]
Hm ...
[The reasonable thing to do would be to talk out those boundaries, to go over it but frankly Nariko doesn't want to. She had only ever lived with Nathan - well, and Lucian by default, but that didn't really count - and that wasn't a dynamic that could be utilized on Les, especially since they were probably, roughly about the same age as one another. And while Nariko hadn't given herself enough time or space to figure out if she enjoyed living alone or not, this really did seem to be for the best.]
I don't really need anything, actually. [Les would be forgiven for thinking that was odd, since Nariko had nothing but a Prada purse to her name, at first glance. She didn't really plan on having anything shipped to their new home either, that'd be too much of a hassle.] But! Let's give it till six a.m. Monday, that's when I'll start kicking your ass into shape! And we'll keep at it until you're able to give me something of a decent fight.
[There was no timetable to that, and while Nariko didn't doubt Les' skills, necessarily, she wasn't the easiest opponent in the world for a number of reasons. But as everything began to take shape she found herself smiling, a bit hesitant and concerned about her own demons, maybe, about how easily Les' goals reminded Nariko of her own. Hopefully the ending would be different. Turning to face her properly, she offered a hand, grin playing on her lips.]
Oh! I have never seen it so that was very coincidental haha
So things like baseless sex and even making friends would be distractions.]
Hm ...
[The reasonable thing to do would be to talk out those boundaries, to go over it but frankly Nariko doesn't want to. She had only ever lived with Nathan - well, and Lucian by default, but that didn't really count - and that wasn't a dynamic that could be utilized on Les, especially since they were probably, roughly about the same age as one another. And while Nariko hadn't given herself enough time or space to figure out if she enjoyed living alone or not, this really did seem to be for the best.]
I don't really need anything, actually. [Les would be forgiven for thinking that was odd, since Nariko had nothing but a Prada purse to her name, at first glance. She didn't really plan on having anything shipped to their new home either, that'd be too much of a hassle.] But! Let's give it till six a.m. Monday, that's when I'll start kicking your ass into shape! And we'll keep at it until you're able to give me something of a decent fight.
[There was no timetable to that, and while Nariko didn't doubt Les' skills, necessarily, she wasn't the easiest opponent in the world for a number of reasons. But as everything began to take shape she found herself smiling, a bit hesitant and concerned about her own demons, maybe, about how easily Les' goals reminded Nariko of her own. Hopefully the ending would be different. Turning to face her properly, she offered a hand, grin playing on her lips.]
Good to be working with you.