On Saturday afternoon, Jiang Cheng says:
"Zaizai, do you want to spar?"
(What he's not thinking about is the fact that he hasn't seen Nie Huaisang since lunch. It's fine. It's totally fine. People can take breaks.)
On Saturday afternoon, Jiang Cheng says:
"Zaizai, do you want to spar?"
(What he's not thinking about is the fact that he hasn't seen Nie Huaisang since lunch. It's fine. It's totally fine. People can take breaks.)
"Make or trade or if you're enclaver someone get it for you on some point."
....He is not going to consider trading sex for a weapon but it's a little tempting, it's not like he has much else to trade.
"Okay. ...Are there any classes in how to fight with weapons? I only know how to fight with a knife, and - not very well, nobody taught me or anything. Maybe if I made a sword I could ask Lan Wangji to teach me?"
"Oh good!" Masozi bounces a little. "I think probably learning how to use a sword is easier than learning to use a whip like your one, and it's more like the knife project so I could probably learn enough to make it in shop sooner?"
"Sword is easier than whip unless you have Zidian which is"-- he visibly hesitates, corrects what he was going to say, and twirls his ring-- "very good whip, much better than all other whip, with bunch of wonderful magical power anyone want to use."
Masozi fails to notice the hesitation at all. "That's really lucky for you, then! Where did you get Zidian from?"
Masozi nods, and tries to smile at Jiang Cheng rather than feeling intensely jealous, and then does a quick scan for mals and picks up on a small multilegged skittery thing hiding just around a bend in the hallway and informs Jiang Cheng of this.
He flicks his hand and then there's a bright purple line of electricity lashing out from it and then it wraps around the skittering thing and then there is a small pile of skittering thing on the ground and Zidian is a ring again.
This is again slightly hard to parse and Masozi frowns. "You...mean you don't have anyone to hit except me? Does it hurt a lot to be hit with it?"
There's another flash of electricity and suddenly Zidian is wrapped around Masozi's torso, pinning his arms to his sides.
It feels odd and sort of buzzing, like static electricity.
Whoooa! That's so cool. Masozi beams at Jiang Cheng, and then experimentally wriggles to see if he can extract himself.
"That's really impressive! Wow! ...Okay you can let me loose now. Please?" It was fine for ten seconds but actually being confined like this is pretty nervewracking.
That was really cool! ....Also Masozi would like nothing else startling at all to happen until they're safely in Jiang Cheng's warded room.
They can do that!
Jiang Cheng doesn't really talk because English is... not... his strong point.
Masozi is fine with no talking! He's busy mulling over allowed fighting moves. Surprise-kissing people is NOT an allowed fighting move and also it probably wouldn't work nearly as well to distract Jiang Cheng as it did to distract Lan Wangji.
Once they reach Jiang Cheng's room, he stands there awkwardly for a few seconds. "...Okay. How should we do this - do you want to make there be rules...?"
Masozi stares blankly at him. "Is that something you're supposed to be taught?" What would that even mean. The concept of falling lessons is baffling. "I don't know if I do! I usually hurt myself if I fall, if that's what you mean, I'm not worried about that."
"You fall wrong and break arm, then you die. Watch me." He kneels and demonstrates proper forward falling technique, with his forearms and palms striking the ground simultaneously.