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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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NIE MINGJUE

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[baxiasprice]

[OOC: Breaking with Erku here!! /////// Don't worry if you don't find time to hit this one! Tasty charadev aside, I mostly wanted to make sure I got this particular reply out since I had it all planned. *heart*]

[Mingjue's not quite in the mood to laugh, but he does huff with something almost like laughter as he shoves Baxia in her sheath. A brat. Him.

He reaches out to grasp for A-Yao's arm, though, as A-Yao takes down his hair and starts fixing it so his flashy jewelry doesn't become more of a liability than a decoration.

Letting out his breath in a rush, he furrows his brow and gives A-Yao an intense not-quite-glower.]

I won't. Because that was a guarantee. That there's an after. [He's cooled down enough that words suck less.] I'm not changing things. I'm learning your changes.

[taintedpeony]

[It was strange, in the past he would have run from an expression like that. However, it must have spoken volumes of how far they had come together. He allowed him to grasp his arm and looked up at him.]

I understand.

Shall we get going? The grounds seem empty so we will have plenty of room to spar. [There was a time once the three of them, Mingjue, Xichen, and Meng Yao were something to behold on the battlefield but there was so much strife between them now.

And both of them were different people.]

[baxiasprice]

[Disgruntled and not quite sure why, Mingjue lets him go.]

Fine. Yes.

[Because yes. There's room. And no people. Which suits him for this...whatever this is. Venting mixed with an urgent desire to test A-Yao and A-Yao's new gifts.

Then it's Mingjue's turn to make sure that he himself is ready to fight. Once he is, after a quick check, he strides his way out into the center of the space. It's only once he's actually out there, far enough from A-Yao to make it clear that he's doing it in context of a spar, that he draws Baxia again. The power he's using to wield her thrums in the air around him; he's very much not going to be holding back. He throws a glance at A-Yao, evaluative but dispassionate about it, the fury that spikes and drives him already being redirected.]

Ready.

[taintedpeony]

Alright.

[Part of this was to assist him in figuring it out as well. Better to let loose the feeling than allowing them to fester. He made his way to the edge of the field as Mingjue began to prepare himself. He had been training with Shen Qingqiu every morning and often with Jin Zixuan as well. He knew that he had made progress in his studies and finally learned some of the Jin fighting styles.

He took the Jin stance, this time much more confident in it than he had been the last time they did this. He unsheathed Hensheng.

Without further commentary, he attacked, his movements swift and fluid.]

[baxiasprice]

[Mingjue's evaluation nets him something didn't quite expect: glimpse of a proper Jin stance and the hallmarks of further training. That satisfies the sect leader and trainer aspect in him, something he hadn't expected to rear its head during their spar.

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.]

[taintedpeony]

[Meng Yao was a diligent student Jin Ziyao was no different, however being able to put it into practice was another kind of fun. He felt the electricity in his veins as he moved, using his environment to his advantage.

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.]