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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]

Tch. Don't look so smug.

[Now Atsushi is even more sore about it, since he's not nearly as exhausted and could've kept going if Wei hadn't gotten the upper hand.]

[noenvy]

[The key to winning was not allowing your opponent to know your limitations.]

I can't be proud of myself? You should be proud as well.

[tigerpoet]

Of course I'm not proud of that.

[who's proud of losing??]

[noenvy]

But you're good! And you're not even a cultivator.

[tigerpoet]

What's a cultivator?

[other than someone really annoying-

Since the fight is over, Atsushi's sword returns to book form, and Atsushi tucks it away in a satchel.]

[noenvy]

[Wei Wuxian slowly gathered Suibian and puts it back in its sheath, all light from it is gone for the moment and is no more than a common sword.]

A cultivator is one who cultivates spiritual power, at some point you can even become immortal and wield amazing abilities. Supposedly one can potentially ascend to the heavens with enough cultivation. I've never heard of anyone doing that though.

[tigerpoet]

Sounds like a myth.

[Not a real thing someone could actually do.]

[noenvy]

Bleeding black in seems more unrealistic.

[Pot calling thr kettle black here. Don't be so dismissive.]

[tigerpoet]

Do you not have spirits where you're from?

[noenvy]

We do, but, they're quite different. Not so solid. Though, I suppose, still something you tend to fight.

[tigerpoet]

This body's just ink held together by magic.

[Hence the ink blood.]

[noenvy]

So, almost like a fairy.

[Fairies for him were beings that cultivated from an item to become humanoid and have powers.]

That really is interesting! Ink turned into a body and held together through spell work.

Tell me more.

[tigerpoet]

No. Talk to my other half if you want a long conversation.

[Atsushi blinks a few times, then fumbles around in his pockets for his glasses to put them on. When he speaks, his tone and speech patterns have entirely changed.]

I, ah, hope he wasn't too rude to you, he can be a bit brusque...

[noenvy]

No no, he was fine!

[So this is what he meant. What an interesting transformation! so many questions.]

Very fun, and interesting!

You're both very interesting.

[tigerpoet]

Oh - thank you. [Light pink dusts Atsushi's cheeks at the compliment.] Really, I don't think I'm all that interesting, but as long as he's making friends I'm happy.

[noenvy]

Of course you are! You're different, but the same. And made of ink? I'm very intrigued.

[tigerpoet]

We're spirits summoned to protect literature. Where I'm from, there are monsters eating stories, and normal humans can't go inside books to fight them, so...

[This is definitely the Atsushi who's better for explanations.]

[noenvy]

Protect literature?

[At first glance one might think Wei Wuxian was one who was all for fighting, however, he was a scholar in his own right. Literature was an interest of his as well as research and learning. The idea of a world where literature was an actual world that needed to be defended from monsters was fascinating.]

So, almost like a familiar of some sort? Perhaps you are closer to what my sword is than I thought. Are you just summoned and told to do something, or, are you tied to anyone?

[tigerpoet]

I was transmigrated at a library and I'm an unofficial employee, if that counts as being tied to someone...? But they're not actively providing my anchor here after the summoning.

[If they were, it'd be a problem since they're not in Prismatica.]

[noenvy]

I assume this world works differently than our original worlds. Did you need an anchor before?

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi shakes his head.]

I start to turn back into ink if I'm hurt enough, but that's nothing moonlacing won't fix.

[noenvy]

Moonlacing seems to work in a lot of different and interesting ways. I would guess it fills in for different properties depending on where we originally came from.

[Needing it for spiritual abilities, having it heal. He had noticed it seemed to help with the various strange things that sometimes occurred as well.]

Well, I have to say this is the first time I've talked to a summoned literature spirit.

[tigerpoet]

It's nice to meet you. I, ah, don't know if he introduced us, but I'm Nakajima Atsushi.

[noenvy]

Wei Wuxian.

[A familiar yet still foreign name. It was interesting how many people come from so many different places, and yet, some places were not completely unfamiliar.]

Are you from Dongying?

[tigerpoet]

I'm not - I've never actually been to China.

[Just assuming Wei means the city in China and not some kind of fantasy setting thing...]

I'm from Tokyo.