Nie Mingjue (
baxiasprice) wrote2021-05-03 11:02 am
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» Age: 22 » Species: Human Cultivator » A5 Card: Open » Seeking: Allies and those with interesting martial powers to spar with. » Preferences: N/A » Interests: Saber cultivation. Military strategy. » Bio: Sect leader of the Qinghe Nie and one of the primary generals of the Sunshot campaign. Thrust into leadership young, he has had very little life outside of that for the past three years. His seize-the-day approach applies to everything and everyone, particularly when there are mutual sparks. He especially loves to get worked up and worked out. | ||||
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The attacks, when A-Yao comes at him, are smoother. Not just better practiced, but the last time they'd sparred all-out like this, A-Yao hadn't been at his best. It's good to see him able to be fast and clever with his sword on the practice field. The way he fights suits him just as much, but he is simply better at it than he was.]
Good.
[The praise comes out automatically as Mingjue parries the first attack with a flat swipe of Baxia. Then he starts in on A-Yao. He starts with a basic training progression, because 'all out' didn't mean he just wanted to whup him and be done with it. He wanted to test him, for Huaisang's sake. And so he starts in with an attempt at method, like a march through Nie forms, one after the other. First the basics (which meet the Jin basics satisfactorily). His blows are heavy and he doesn't pull them. Not when he can see A-Yao is ready to meet them properly.]
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He was in a different state of mind the last time, trying to run from both the feelings the VR experience had brought him as well as the trauma of being in his worst nightmare. This time he wanted to show him his mettle, how much he had grown since the last time now that he had teachers to show him the way. Now that he had a brother and a sister who chose to love him regardless of anything. This was as strong as he could be with support.
He hated the part of his heart that leaped at any praise from Nie Mingjue. Why was he like this still? He had thought that he had grown past this a long time ago. The thought just made him mad as well. Mad at himself for drinking up any iota of praise that was thrown his way. Why was he built like this?
the Nie drills were nostalgic in a way, it reminded him of when he was a simple soldier in their company. He met each move with one of his own. He may not be the force of nature that Mingjue was, but he was a war hero himself and had years of experience under his belt with a much weaker core.]
Don't lose focus now Jue-er. [He teased.]