[ mams being a little unlucky is familiar. the crow mouthed statement about doppelgangers feels familiar, puts a bit of a grin on gu yun's face. he watches with slight curiosity - thinks I have got to get one of those - but otherwise, focuses on the other version of mamoru, watching him shift his stance.
feeling it, really. right now, gu yun is aware like he'd just taken a fresh batch of his medicine. not because he has - he's actually near out, the red mark under his eye just a faded pink - but because of the crow that flies overhead. seeing the world through the crow's eyes has given him a clear vision of their tiny little battlefield, and he feels the wind wrap around the doppelganger as it steps up. ]
Luckily, I have all three of those in spades.
[ he would like to see anyone or anything in this universe out-annoy him!!!
neither gu yun or his doppelganger move, at first - then, slowly, gu yun lifts his hands upwards. not to his sword, but higher, reaching up to the top of his head and gathering his long hair in a ponytail, high at the top of his head. his doppelganger matches him, and both gu yun's draw their swords a second later. his is a jian - thicker than mamoru's, but double edged. familiar in his hand, even if without the iron grip he's used to. a sword is good for such tight quarters; he's prepared his own stance, light on his feet, with a soft clank of the armor as he slides back. gu yun's own doppelganger matches him, easy, and hums. ]
My own will be much of the same. Keep your eyes open for a secondary weapon and martial prowess alike.
[ there's just a lightness to the way he says that last bit - keep your eyes open, laced with a private little joke. ] And persistence. I do so hate to lose.
[ the gu yun doppelganger actually laughs, when the original says that? like it's all just a very funny little joke.
and then, with no preamble at all, he comes out of the mirror like a bullet - almost shockingly agile for someone so armored, light on his feet as he immediately brings his blade to test against mamoru's, aiming to strike at him with the ferocity of a military commander - pushing backwards to try and get him to lose ground in the tiny space between them. ]
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feeling it, really. right now, gu yun is aware like he'd just taken a fresh batch of his medicine. not because he has - he's actually near out, the red mark under his eye just a faded pink - but because of the crow that flies overhead. seeing the world through the crow's eyes has given him a clear vision of their tiny little battlefield, and he feels the wind wrap around the doppelganger as it steps up. ]
Luckily, I have all three of those in spades.
[ he would like to see anyone or anything in this universe out-annoy him!!!
neither gu yun or his doppelganger move, at first - then, slowly, gu yun lifts his hands upwards. not to his sword, but higher, reaching up to the top of his head and gathering his long hair in a ponytail, high at the top of his head. his doppelganger matches him, and both gu yun's draw their swords a second later. his is a jian - thicker than mamoru's, but double edged. familiar in his hand, even if without the iron grip he's used to. a sword is good for such tight quarters; he's prepared his own stance, light on his feet, with a soft clank of the armor as he slides back. gu yun's own doppelganger matches him, easy, and hums. ]
My own will be much of the same. Keep your eyes open for a secondary weapon and martial prowess alike.
[ there's just a lightness to the way he says that last bit - keep your eyes open, laced with a private little joke. ] And persistence. I do so hate to lose.
[ the gu yun doppelganger actually laughs, when the original says that? like it's all just a very funny little joke.
and then, with no preamble at all, he comes out of the mirror like a bullet - almost shockingly agile for someone so armored, light on his feet as he immediately brings his blade to test against mamoru's, aiming to strike at him with the ferocity of a military commander - pushing backwards to try and get him to lose ground in the tiny space between them. ]