Not... [He leaps off the ground into a brace of kicks before landing.]
Magical...[a complicated blocking technique is followed with a snaking strike to a grounded opponent. 6 spheres glow dimly in a rough halo now. (when I say halo, think the Burning Gundam's Shining mode from G-Gundam.]
Chinese...[He comes about, facing away from Li, his arm pulled bakc behind him. an 8th sphere starts to appear but flickers as his concentration reaches it's peak. He loses the last one, but the other 7 spiral in about his arm, and as he punches forwards, they form a drilling sprial that projects in a highly focused blast out from his fist. He comes back to resting postion slowly and takes a moment to catch his breath.]
In China, it is known as Ba-ji-quan. I just use my own magic to supplement it, as I have not the experience to properly utilize Ki.
[That being said, a glow you probably didn't notice before fades from his form and he noticably sags slightly, not quite as indefatigueable as he was a moment before. He moves to his clothing and rummages for the water he left there in the pile of his outer robes.]
Chinese?! Fucking hell, the old man's art never did THAT sort of shit! And I sure as hell ain't heard of it! Though I admit I ain't exactly been taught a LOT of different styles...
[Finding his water, negi sits down among his outer robes to rest for a moment.]
That last was a combination of an attacking magic I know, that I use in conjunction with my punch to greatly increase the force I can achieve. Let me demonstrate.
[He's a bit out of it, so he closes his eyes and begins incanting.]
(normally he incants quietly or not at all, but this one he's doing out loud.) Ras Tel Ma Scir Magister... O, Viginti novem lux lucis, recolligo ut mei manus, Sagitta Magica, Serial Lucis! Viginti novem telum of lux lucis! (O, Twenty-nine lights, gather to mine hand, Archery Magic: Series of light! Twenty nine Arrows of light!)
[Having braced his arm at the bicep, and concentrated, the spheres appear much more easily now. 29 pale spheres appear, burning brightly as he finishes the incantation. Upon calling the end of the incantation, the 29 spheres streak out into the sky as bolts of magical energy, disappearing into the sky after only a moment. If there's any kind of ceiling above us, they can be seen detonating against it after a few seconds.
Look, I'm askin' for a reason. Lemme give you a quick history lesson on this place: Not too long ago, the head bastards decided to teach us all a lesson on account of this Revya bitch by making sure nobody had any sort of unnatural powers. I weren't hit too hard by it on account that most of my power is my skill. The old bastard weren't too big on teachin' us flashy stuff. But a lot of people -- POWERFUL people -- you might as well have tossed them into a cage of tigers with nothin' but a flower to fend 'em off for how useful they were in that state.
So what I'm sayin' is, yer magic's cool and stuff, but you gotta make sure to practice without the heavy shit to make sure you ain't gonna get screwed over when the shit hits the fan. I'd offer t' help yer trainin', but I don't have any guarantee our styles wouldn't clash or somethin'.
[He's looking unsure, but then a moment later, his expression hardens.]
I-in that case, I have the skills. But, in actual combat I use a magic called "Cantus Bellax" It's latin and means "Battle Hymn". Basically it just improves my physical condition my many times. Although I train to condition myself, Without Cantus Bellax, I am still only an above-average child.
[The work he has done shows, he is easily much more toned and defined than an ordinary 11yr old would be, but he is probably only slightly stronger than your average untrained full grown man.]
Like I said, I'd offer to help out, but I got my own style. But I can spar with you sometime if that'd mean anything. Wouldn't mind meetin' that master of yours, though -- not that I can see it happening, but you know, wishes, horses, 'n shit like that.
Magical...[a complicated blocking technique is followed with a snaking strike to a grounded opponent. 6 spheres glow dimly in a rough halo now. (when I say halo, think the Burning Gundam's Shining mode from G-Gundam.]
Chinese...[He comes about, facing away from Li, his arm pulled bakc behind him. an 8th sphere starts to appear but flickers as his concentration reaches it's peak. He loses the last one, but the other 7 spiral in about his arm, and as he punches forwards, they form a drilling sprial that projects in a highly focused blast out from his fist. He comes back to resting postion slowly and takes a moment to catch his breath.]
In China, it is known as Ba-ji-quan. I just use my own magic to supplement it, as I have not the experience to properly utilize Ki.
[That being said, a glow you probably didn't notice before fades from his form and he noticably sags slightly, not quite as indefatigueable as he was a moment before. He moves to his clothing and rummages for the water he left there in the pile of his outer robes.]
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That last was a combination of an attacking magic I know, that I use in conjunction with my punch to greatly increase the force I can achieve. Let me demonstrate.
[He's a bit out of it, so he closes his eyes and begins incanting.]
(normally he incants quietly or not at all, but this one he's doing out loud.)
Ras Tel Ma Scir Magister...
O, Viginti novem lux lucis, recolligo ut mei manus, Sagitta Magica, Serial Lucis! Viginti novem telum of lux lucis!
(O, Twenty-nine lights, gather to mine hand, Archery Magic: Series of light! Twenty nine Arrows of light!)
[Having braced his arm at the bicep, and concentrated, the spheres appear much more easily now. 29 pale spheres appear, burning brightly as he finishes the incantation. Upon calling the end of the incantation, the 29 spheres streak out into the sky as bolts of magical energy, disappearing into the sky after only a moment. If there's any kind of ceiling above us, they can be seen detonating against it after a few seconds.
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[He's obviously not comfortable putting his own classification forwards.]
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So what I'm sayin' is, yer magic's cool and stuff, but you gotta make sure to practice without the heavy shit to make sure you ain't gonna get screwed over when the shit hits the fan. I'd offer t' help yer trainin', but I don't have any guarantee our styles wouldn't clash or somethin'.
Just tellin' you, one martial artist to another.
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[He's looking unsure, but then a moment later, his expression hardens.]
I-in that case, I have the skills. But, in actual combat I use a magic called "Cantus Bellax" It's latin and means "Battle Hymn". Basically it just improves my physical condition my many times. Although I train to condition myself, Without Cantus Bellax, I am still only an above-average child.
[The work he has done shows, he is easily much more toned and defined than an ordinary 11yr old would be, but he is probably only slightly stronger than your average untrained full grown man.]
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Like I said, I'd offer to help out, but I got my own style. But I can spar with you sometime if that'd mean anything. Wouldn't mind meetin' that master of yours, though -- not that I can see it happening, but you know, wishes, horses, 'n shit like that.
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[He nods his head at you in solemn respect.]
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