( open ) February catch-all

[diabolique]

⌛ Who: Wei Wuxian, Wen Kexing, Ouyang, Henry Silver AND YOU!
⌛ What: February catch-all
⌛ When: February
⌛ Where: various
⌛ Warnings: will be added to threads as needed

Wei Wuxian
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Wen Kexing
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Ouyang
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Henry Silver

Comments

[jinlingers]

"I wasn't sure if you wanted a partner," Jin Ling answers simply but then he gracefully unsheathes Suihua, tilting his head.

"You're technique is a bit different from what I am accustomed to."

[theatrics]

Something that might be mistaken for a grin curls one corner of his lips upward. It's one of few things that brings Ouynag joy: the martial arts he worked so hard to master.

"It's Mongolian," he explained as he readies himself to spar.

[jinlingers]

"Mongolian," Jin Ling repeats, not something he's familiar with. He lifts his sword and holds the sheath in the opposite hand as he usually would. He decides perhaps he should try and hold back some when it came to skills and abilities that came along with being a cultivator. The way the other fought was different after all.

[theatrics]

It's probably not a bad idea for Jin Ling to hold back with his abilities. Ouyang is, after all, a mere mortal man with no spiritual power to speak of. The only odd thing about him is the pack of ghosts that hover behind him. But Ouyang is oblivious to his dead family haunting him (or maybe it's the other way around).

"Come."

[jinlingers]

Jin Ling smiles briefly because he does like a fight. There will certainly be hints at his cultivations even if he tries to hold back. It's second nature and he's young enough not to have complete control.

[theatrics]

Ouyang finds the boy's skill interesting. The sort of magic he's seen others use exudes from him as they fight. The General is observant enough to notice Jin Ling is trying to restrain and, some part of him, appreciates that as he has no magic to counter.

[jinlingers]

After a while, there comes a natural resting point and Jin Ling offers Ouyang a slight smile. It had been good sparring even if it was weird to hold back from using his core.

"You fight well."

[theatrics]

"For a mere mortal." Yes, he can tell there's something more to Jin Ling. He's met those that call themselves cultivators and others who use what they call spiritual energy. While he's not among them, he's developed an admiration for their skills.

[jinlingers]

Jin Ling shakes his head and his head bows slightly.

"You still rise above the normal then, I would think," Jin Ling counters, the other's skills are certainly higher than any non-cultivator he has seen fight.

[theatrics]

"I thank you for the praise." He bows in turn

[jinlingers]

"You really don't need to, it is well earned," Jin Ling says simply, waving his hand a bit dismissively.

[theatrics]

"We should cross swords again." It's nice to have a sparring partner with different skills than his own. It keeps his eyes fresh and technique valid.

[jinlingers]

"I would like that," Jin Ling nods in agreement.

"Would you like to share a drink?"