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[tigerpoet]

[It's Atsushi! Without his glasses, and with his hair pushed back, and looking 95% more grumpy than anyone has seen the 'usual' Atsushi, but it's definitely him.]

My other half told me that I need to make more friends. [Speech patterns are definitely Inner's, but it may come as a shock to anyone who hasn't met him yet.] I don't care, but if it'll satisfy him I'll ask.

People willing to be sparring partners preferred. No one too noisy or annoying. If the other Atsushis don't like you then I hate you already, so don't bother replying.

[This is how you friendship, right?]

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[tigerpoet]

I don't know why he thinks I need them. Only that he's too softhearted and worries too much.

[noenvy]

Everyone needs friends! It's too lonely without them. He probably just cares about you.

[tigerpoet]

...tch.

[The tips of Atsushi's ears are red.]

I already have him, what do I need other people for?

[noenvy]

Even if we have our special one person, we still need others too. Knowing a variety of people is always helpful, and having lots of different friends feels good.

[tigerpoet]

You sound just like him.

You said something about sparring?

[He'd rather talk about things he enjoys, like Fite, instead of this whole 'friendship' nonsense.]

[noenvy]

I did? I guess I did.

Yeah, I can spar if you want that.

[tigerpoet]

More than I want to talk about the value of friendship all day.

[noenvy]

There's a vast difference between being a friendless loser, and "value of friendship". I guess I do know someone who has almost no friends who has done fine with himself.

Name your terms then, I don't mind playing around.

[tigerpoet]

I'm a swordsman. If you'd prefer me to go easy on you, we can do to first blood. If not, until one of us surrenders.

[Someone should really suggest that he spar with wooden swords and not real ones...]

[noenvy]

Oh...?

[That felt like a challenge, and even though he knew better than to just leap in without any information.]

I'm a sword cultivator, if you go easy on me it will be an insult.

[Ignore the fact he had limited use of his sword at the moment.]

[tigerpoet]

[It's absolutely a challenge.]

That's what I like to hear.

[He gives his address here.] Come when you're prepared.

[noenvy]

[With reckless abandon he gathers his sword and heads over without a second thought. Time to see if his retraining was doing anything good.

So outside the address, he calls out loudly.]

This is Wei Wuxian here to answer the challenge!

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi opens the door, sword in hand.]

Nakajima Atsushi, here to defeat you. Come in.

[noenvy]

You sure are cocky.

Though, inside? Are you sure?

[Wasn't it too small?]

[tigerpoet]

Because I can back it up.

[Yeah he's super cocky.]

If we fight outside we'll be interrupted and it'll be a pain.

[noenvy]

It's so cramped. I'm not taking responsibility if I break something.

[He had never heard of anyone sparing inside. That was ludicrous, but, if that's what he wanted sure. He would come inside.]

why do i do this to myself when writing fight scenes is hard

[tigerpoet]

[There's not much to break - mostly bookcases full of books. Someone living here is definitely a nerd.

At least there's a good size space in the living room.]

What do you expect to do the next time you have to fight in an enclosed space? Just ask your opponent nicely to take it outside?

Because the idea of them is so appealing!

[noenvy]

Why would I even fight in an enclosed space? Though, I guess if I had to... it wouldn't be with a sword.

[Depending on the opponent, he would probably just use a talisman first.]

Well, it's not my stuff at risk, so whatever pleases you.

[tigerpoet]

I'll be pleased if you put up a decent fight.

[He raises his sword, body tense and ready to respond to any motion from Wei Wuxian.]

[noenvy]

Haven't you ever been told to not underestimate your opponent?

[He held his sword up, but he didn't unsheath it yet. He would do it when absolutely necessary so as not to wear out too soon.]

[tigerpoet]

Only by people who can't back it up.

[He's not going to attack until Wei's at least drawn his weapon, he's not a complete dick.]

[noenvy]

Haha...

(Oh, now he really did need to go all out! Fine. He'll just have to be fast about it. He drew his sword and held it casually.]

Your move master.

[His words dropped with sarcasm. But, if this person was going to act like he was the end all and be all of everything how could he not?]

[tigerpoet]

[In that case - Atsushi dashes towards him, going for a slice to the side. He's not enough of an asshole to try for serious or permanent injury in a friendly/"friendly" spar.

Being a spirit has made him stronger than a normal human, but he's by no means unbeatable.]

[noenvy]

[As a cultivator, even one who hadn't restored his golden core yet, Wei Wuxian was faster and stronger than a normal human being, his sword was also not a regular sword and instead a spiritual sword. Lacking a golden core however meant he could only use it properly for a short time before his spiritual power was drained.

He spins away from the slice a movement fluid and almost like a dance. He used the momentum to swing his sword back in response allowing it to glow. The light of the sword extended its effect radius, essentially extending it beyond it's actual blade.]

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi underestimates the reach of the glowing sword, and the light slices into his arm. It draws ink instead of blood, but Atsushi doesn't look at all phased.]

Not bad-

[With more of a mind to the range of his sword's light, Atsushi goes for another attack, swiping low to Wei's knees.]