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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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Date: 2021-09-02 11:25 pm (UTC)I understand. [His eyes fixed on Mingjue, as he spoke. He did understand him, better than he used in their odd journey here. This was a huge thing he was sharing. There was a decision in it and it went a different way than even he had anticipated.
He continued.]
Where I communicate with words and the nuances within, you need to communicate on the field. I will help you parse this on the field. May I take a moment to cover our food from the bugs and critters before we start?
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Date: 2021-09-03 12:10 am (UTC)Of course.
[He drops A-Yao's wrist, then, a tangle of 'the pleasure of being known' adding to the condensed ball in his chest.]
It's a good core.
[Is the first thing, which he considers very important. The second, as he shoves himself up from the ground, tightly-coiled with a need to act:]
We're not destroying the park.
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Date: 2021-09-03 12:25 am (UTC)I love it. My core I mean.
[He pushed himself up, dusting off his clothing. And fixing the Jin styled ponytail in his hair.]
Where would you like to fight? There is a colosseum that has a nice fighting arena, We do not have to worry about destroying anything if we spar there.
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Date: 2021-09-03 12:46 am (UTC)I'm glad you have a good one, then. And the colosseum would be better than here. I've fought there once. Not bad.
[He's a little terse, but the initial wave of emotion is already starting to pass now that he's not focused on The Thing that's currently in contention. Before A-Yao could do anything silly like pick up the basket himself, Mingjue did it for him, plucking it from the ground and settling it under one arm.]
Let's go.
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Date: 2021-09-03 01:02 am (UTC)[He was indeed about to pick up the basket but apparently Mingjue wanted to be a brat about it. He hid his small fond smile and tossed Hensheng down a foot above the ground and then stepped onto her.
He had been training both with Master Shen as well as Jin Zixuan, learning the Jin style properly now, He was excited to show it. He had another power now as well but didn't know if he wanted to reveal his hands so early on.]
Please lead the way.
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Date: 2021-09-03 02:06 am (UTC)The small, ridiculous part of him that has been indulging in nonsense since he'd come to this place snaps out a simple:]
Race you.
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Date: 2021-09-03 02:19 am (UTC)[Ziyao was smiling at the challenge, bending his knees slightly and he was off. Flying fast was his favorite thing to do when he got his new core. Before he had a hard time keeping up with both him and Xichen but now it was easy and he could be flashy as well, casually doing a loop in the sky.
When he had body swapped with Xiao Xingchen, it was the only thing he really did with the body of another before getting his own back. It reminded him of when he was a child and he would watch the Jiangs fly over Yunping and see them as immortals. He would imagine what it was like to be them, and here he was flying with a childlike wonder he hadn't felt in so very long.
He may have been dead and this place was was one challenge after another, but in this right now they can be themselves and have fun. He laughed deciding on a playful jab.]
Don't cry when this Jin beats the mighty Nies!
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Date: 2021-09-03 02:51 am (UTC)[Mingjue launches a second behind A-Yao. There's a curl of amusement through the snap of his returned challenge, as well as something a little more serious than that. And if Mingjue races with a sharper edge of emotion than just play, well, he's moving and that's the important thing. He's acting. He's not sitting there, listening to A-Yao speak pretty words at him while he gets more and more frustrated.
And in fact he can feel the frustration bleeding off of him as he pushes Baxia hard with the promise at the fight and the end.
They didn't declare a finish line, so Mingjue's doesn't particularly care so much about that part of the race. What he cares about is keeping watch over A-Yao and trying to keep ahead of him. That and the loop that he does. The speed that he goes.
And A-Yao is fast. Bendy little Hensheng is also zippier than Baxia. Mingjue's fast out of brute force and spiritual 'muscle,' and it shows even in a (complicated) friendly race.
The island isn't overly large either. They're not that far from where they need to land already.]
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Date: 2021-09-03 03:08 am (UTC)[He felt those sharp eyes analyzing his movements as he moved and he didn't mind. He didn't really know his new limits as of yet.
This was for the fun of flying, and it felt good to move. This was a warm-up before the actual spar. Hensheng buzzed with excitement, it had been so long since she was pushed and she was hungry for it. They really were neck in neck. But it was fine. This was fine, a language they both knew. He knew Nie Mingjue was a powerhouse, fast and strong. The strongest of their entire generation. A bright light that burned so fast and so hard.
Towards the end now the colleseum was within reach, He moved down making his way towards the entrance, with the grace of a dancer.]
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Date: 2021-09-03 05:33 am (UTC)The wager, however, makes Mingjue glance over at A-Yao even as he inches ahead for a breath. A split second later, moments from landing, he pulls hard on the metaphorical reins of his headlong flight. He doesn't so much let A-Yao win as decisively opts for the prize that A-Yao had declared they'd both get if he won.]
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Date: 2021-09-03 06:52 pm (UTC)You brat! You really want to cook that bad for me, do you? Fine, it better be as wonderful as the charred pork you used to make when we were on campaign.
[Placing Hensheng in her sheath, he moved his hands up to take the guan from his hair, taking the second band at the base off as well. If he was going to fight, he could have his hair up in a better way. He pushed it back into a loose bun like he used to wear it when he was younger and reattached his guan. This was better for a no bars held-back fight.]
You better not hold back on the field.
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Date: 2021-09-18 04:52 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2021-09-21 10:39 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2021-09-22 09:02 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2021-09-22 09:58 pm (UTC)[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.]
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Date: 2021-10-02 04:36 am (UTC)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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Date: 2021-10-02 10:56 pm (UTC)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.]