Shang Qinghua (
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February-March catch all
WHO: Shang Qinghua and you!
WHAT: Catch all!
WHEN: February through March, varies per thread
WHERE: Varies
WARNINGS:his sense of humor None so far, will update
WHAT: Catch all!
WHEN: February through March, varies per thread
WHERE: Varies
WARNINGS:
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Ducking down to try and keep himself as invisible as possible, Shang Qinghua drew up a batch of talisman papers, reminding himself to start keeping pens on him. And see if they could be used to channel qi. Because he didn't exactly have time to stop and grind ink when a surprise demon popped up to eat them.]
Try to keep it in the same spot, okay? I need to surround it!
[Which was why this kind of seal was usually done with more than one cultivator, but needs are!]
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[Has he really got it? Honestly, he isn't entirely sure, but he'll do his best! If nothing else, the demon doesn't seem to have understood his telekinesis use yet, given that it attempts to hit him with the chain weapon again, only to achieve the same result as before. This time, Hijikata hits it in the horn and forehead... and that infuriates the demon so much that it dismisses the flail and simply lunges at the samurai.]
Shit--
[So much for keeping it in one place! He has trouble evading a series of swings, more staggering than running as he attempts to stay in the invisible circle Shang Qinghua seems to need for his sealing technique to work. A strike of his sword leaves a nasty gash in the demon's palm, and it roars as it throws itself at him in a full-body lunge that he barely manages to evade - at the cost of falling on his ass.
He sends a brief glance as Shang Qinghua as he hurriedly gets back up - he better not have seen that! -, only to have to parry another claw swing with his sword, drawing more blood from the demon. The necessity to keep the battle within a small radius makes it difficult to keep any distance between himself and the hellbeast, and it's getting harder and harder to avoid being slammed to the ground by its claws. Hurry up, Mister Cultivator--!]
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Shang Qinghua scrambled around to place the papers, jerking with alarm when the fighting pair got a bit too close to his mostly formed circle. Shoving the talismans under his arm, he drew his sword and flung it towards them.
Instead of just smacking into one of them or falling to the ground, the spiritual blade floated and moved on its own to swing at the demon.]
Get ready to jump back when I say!
[The sword stabbed into the demon's foot as it tried to lung again, pinning it to the deck. And Shang Qinghua slammed the last talisman into place with a shout.]
And back!
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He darts away from his adversary at record speed. The last thing he needs is ending up getting sealed together with it! That arguably would be even worse than being stuck halfway in a magical door.]
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As soon as his friend was out of range, he shoved qi into the talismans to activate them, the circle lighting up bit by bit (like a damn loading circle, his brain helpfully noted) as Shang Qinghua watched the demon tensely to make sure it didn't get out at the last second. Snarling with rage at being caught, the demon thrashed against the sword pinning it, trying to strike out or grab the blade, but being repelled each time.]
Come on, come on...
[When the circle completed, everything happened fast, and the cultivator yelped as the demon summoned up one more fireball to fling at him before vanishing with a shriek. Leaving him to quickly have to pat out his sleeve.]
Really? You were already being banished! That was just rude! Some demons, bro.
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[He can make fire harmless or call it away from its spot, after all! But with that not being necessary, he overlooks the now empty sealing site with satisfaction.]
Nice work. So where'd it disappear to? All the demons and spectres you guys exorcise have to end up somewhere, right? - Oh, and if you didn't know already, winter power holders can learn repair magic.
[So if Shang Qinghua puts his mind to it, his sleeve will be like new before long!]
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[Which is probably a worrying statement, but ah, thus is life. Shang Qinghua poked at his sleeve, watching the fibers kind of un-burn and knit themselves back together.]
Okay, that's cool. Wish I'd had that one back home. Would have saved so much work. Especially if I could have taught my students.
[Clothing fixed, he stepped into the empty circle to pry his sword out of the wood.]
And, ah, that's a good question. But I've never seen a demon banished with that set-up ever show up again, so I don't think we need to worry about it.
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He's happy enough with the demon being gone, its new location being secondary... but he frowns when he sees the old lady returning from wherever she's been hiding out. He stands tall and puts his hands on his hips.]
Ma'am, I'm afraid we'll have to charge you a hazard allowance for this stunt! That thing could've reduced the whole station to ashes!
[Of course, the woman immediately starts wringing her hands over only having such meagre savings, apologising profuselyin between, and offers some rare potion ingredients instead.]
I don't really brew potions... do you, Shang Qinghua?
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Shang Qinghua pondered the question.]
I don't do a lot, but if you have something for cooling or fireproofing, I could accept that. And a recipe! One that doesn't summon demons. I have enough of those in my daily life already.
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Of course the guilds aren't going to pay us extra for this either... we better find a big shark so we can at least pocket that reward.
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Scratching down the recipe, he hurried through the cup of tea and all but pushed his mission partner out the door as soon as he had the promised potion ingredients tucked away. Before anything else could happen.]
In the future, how about we don't hang around after finishing deliveries to weird old ladies?
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Deal. Better yet, next time we just dump the stuff at the door and leave.
[Without even knocking before running, because who knows if the old lady - whichever one - won't be lurking right behind the door!]
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[Trade and logistics is what this guy does. He's too familiar with the shenanigans that can happen.]
But no reason to go inside! I say a policy of not passing the threshold is an excellent one.
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[Some tea and getting their ear talked off really isn't worth the risk of another home-made disaster!]
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So! Where are these sharks?
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They can only live in dense fields of snow from what I gathered, so let's try our luck over there.
[However this will go, it can't be a bigger shitshow than the accidental demon summoning! (
Famous last words...)]