[ it's bothering him, that he hasn't had a good fight all week. he's mostly just been dunked on by various people, or refused a fight at all. and he's still not sure if he's even dead, for sure. it makes him fidgety, and so when he can't sleep, he makes his way to the kitchen, rubbing at his nose.
god, it's cold. his healing wounds hurt. this sucks. the possible afterlife is balls.
and of course, when he runs into jin, that's kind of all he needs. he pulls out his sword, and points it in jin's direction. ]
Yeah, well, I promised to kill you, so. [ which is flimsy, because when has he ever stuck through on a promise, but like. this is familiar. this feels better to do. it's a little bit of control in a situation where he has none. and they're already dead! so it's fine.
jin knows him well enough by now to know he's gonna pull his fuckin' punches, but look. it's the principle of the thing. ]
[sometimes, mugen can be so stubborn. but by this point, he's learned that this is probably one of mugen's ways of offering respect.
and jin is a man of honor, so he tilts the sword at his side down, pops the blade out of the sheathe with a thumb, and curls his fingers over the hilt.
[ a pause, as he looks jin over. they're both in like, not great shape. but that's never stopped them before.
mugen zooms forward, low like always, and drops down almost entirely to the floor before springing up so he can cleave his sword up. he knows that's going to be blocked though, which is why he uses the momentum to jump off jin's shoulder with his one bare foot and then land behind him. nasty gremlin.
sword fighting isn't about banging swords together all the time; blades are too priceless for that. besides, mugen would hurt if he hit him with his wild ass swings.
so he dodges quickly, takes a stupid spring boarding gremlin to the shoulder,
and then immediately spins around to try to take a stab behind him. he already knows mugen is going to dodge. maybe he can tire mugen out?]
What happens when neither of us die because we're already dead?
[ he's HUNGRY. this place refuses to let him be full! this is JUST HIS LIFE, AND IT SUCKS ]
Burn that bridge when we get to it! [ he dodges the stab, like jin knew he would, and then just comes right at him, aiming to press the wild offensive until he can get jin outside. more room to move there. it really is just wild ass swings and kicks.
the goal really is more to tire himself out in the first place, so jin's plan works out. ]
it doesn't seem like he's really trying to fight mugen, which is just stupid on both their parts. he's doing more dodging than anything, and when he does strike, it's mediocre at best.
it's easy for mugen to run him along, or back him up. it's a lot of swishy sword noises, and a lot of them jumping off shit on the way. he probably jumps on the couch to run along, and mugen destroys it with his sword. f for couch.
goodbye, he's fleeing outside. THE WORST PLACE TO GO.]
mugen knows that jin isn't actually trying to fight him back, which is annoying, but he can't find it in him to argue that much. he slashes at jin and it leaves a long rip along the back of the couch that he completely disregards as he leaps off the back of the couch like a spidermonkey. he chases after jin, his heart thudding in his ears. god, even if it's not a real fight, he really does love this.
[meanwhile, your local night owl nerd is just up getting a snack-- when he's distracted by the sounds of something outside. as he is the person who'd die first in a horror movie, he wanders out the door to go see what the hell is happening out here, eyes wide as he catches sight of both of them fighting and hurries over.]
H-hey, what's going on-- you're gonna freeze out here! Or, uh, die from injuries I guess-
[the deflections keep coming. he's incredibly fast, even wounded, both in his footwork and his sword maneuvering. what he had told fuu and mugen at the campfire about training hadn't been wrong.
he'd spent his time doing noting but training, and it shows. he swings before he thinks about swinging.
in the snow, he jumps back and levels up the sword, his labored breathing blooming as fog in the cold air. he isn't sure what happened to his glasses in the midst of the back-and-forth, or the band for his hair. the pause isn't very long, and then he takes off directly at mugen.
or - well, something like that. this is exhilarating - a fair match, not because either of them are necessarily playing fair but because jin matches him in speed and skill. he's already tiring, but now that he's here he refuses to let jin win. his hair is a disheveled mess, there's a few slices through his sweater, and he's in the zone.
which is why there's a pause as mugen looks at ryan, and then away from ryan and sprints across the snow to meet jin's rush forward.
[it's unfortunate that he lost the glasses or ryan would really be dying between that and his hair being down. anyway. he's ignored by them both, and watches as they just yeet at each other once more... what is their problem! this isn't the time for whatever the hell their issue is!
and maybe that's not his business, but the way they're fighting looks like more than sparring, and it's not something he particularly enjoys seeing. so he moves after them once more, trying to make a grab for whichever of them is closer.]
Guys, come on, you really can't keep-- whatever this is up, what are you doing?
jin never expected ryan to try to get between two fighting dudes, but that is because he is a moron who thinks only fuu would do something so stupid.
the bad thing about being fast (even if you're incredibly good) is it's difficult to stop what has already started. it won't matter if he even lets up--mugen is doing the same thing in the other side.
they skewer ryan between them, unfortunately not in a sexy way, and jin actually looks somewhat mortified after the fact.]
[ yeah, mugen isn't expecting it either - he's tunnel vision'd on jin and so unfortunately, they both just run him through. there's a beat of silence, and mugen pulls his sword back and flicks it, watching the blood hitting the snow.
he doesn't yank his sword out so much as simply take several steps back until it's removed. one hand reaches out as ryan plops over into the snow.
there's a long, stunned silence from him. look, it's one thing to kill people attacking you, but another entirely to have collateral? he glances at mugen like ?? and then at ryan. no... his roommie... he had been nice...]
[ don't look at him like that!! it's not mugen's fault he ran in front of mugen's sword!!
but the he helped me gets a pause, and mugen doesn't quite... frown, but it's a close thing. he sighs, and crouches down next to jin, scrubbing at his face. ]
Dunno. [ he glances at jin. ] Move him somewhere? Hey, but why does he look dead, though, is that how it works in Yomi?
[he also frowns, but he's usually always frowning anyway. mostly. carefully, he shifts enough to wipe his blade on his pants before sheathing it again at his waist.]
I've never been to the spirit world, so I don't know.
[OUT OF THE TWO OF THEM HERE, WHO HAS BEEN TO THE "SPIRIT WORLD" THE MOST PROBABLY??? MUGEN?]
[ LISTEN like he knows what the fuck is going on, when he woke up here there weren't creepy sketch men trying to drag him to hell so like, he has no frame of reference!!
mugen gives jin a grouchy look - don't boss him around - and then. proceeds to do what jin says, wow. incredible. two bros, hiding a body together... ]
What is that? [ he gestures at the ski lift, squinting. ] Was that always here?
[ryan is TOO BIG, and he's exhausted and hurt, so jin hooks his arms under ryan's shoulders and begins the drag. but he does pause to look at the ski lift.]
The snow storm was too bad to see maybe. It looks like... I have no idea. A chair on rope.
Stop. I've got the feet. [ he's also exhausted and hurt, but it's okay, he can pick him up. ] Put him up there. Nobody's going to check it, if the snow don't cover it up again.
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god, it's cold. his healing wounds hurt. this sucks. the possible afterlife is balls.
and of course, when he runs into jin, that's kind of all he needs. he pulls out his sword, and points it in jin's direction. ]
Hey. I owe you a hole in the gut.
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[this is as dry as ever, like he's dealing with a five year old. because he is. but he rests his hand on the hilt of his sword under the guard.]
You don't have to, you know.
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Yeah, well, I promised to kill you, so. [ which is flimsy, because when has he ever stuck through on a promise, but like. this is familiar. this feels better to do. it's a little bit of control in a situation where he has none. and they're already dead! so it's fine.
jin knows him well enough by now to know he's gonna pull his fuckin' punches, but look. it's the principle of the thing. ]
Just fight me, will you?
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[sometimes, mugen can be so stubborn. but by this point, he's learned that this is probably one of mugen's ways of offering respect.
and jin is a man of honor, so he tilts the sword at his side down, pops the blade out of the sheathe with a thumb, and curls his fingers over the hilt.
but he doesn't make the first move.]
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mugen zooms forward, low like always, and drops down almost entirely to the floor before springing up so he can cleave his sword up. he knows that's going to be blocked though, which is why he uses the momentum to jump off jin's shoulder with his one bare foot and then land behind him. nasty gremlin.
also, his stomach growls. ]
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sword fighting isn't about banging swords together all the time; blades are too priceless for that. besides, mugen would hurt if he hit him with his wild ass swings.
so he dodges quickly, takes a stupid spring boarding gremlin to the shoulder,
and then immediately spins around to try to take a stab behind him. he already knows mugen is going to dodge. maybe he can tire mugen out?]
What happens when neither of us die because we're already dead?
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Burn that bridge when we get to it! [ he dodges the stab, like jin knew he would, and then just comes right at him, aiming to press the wild offensive until he can get jin outside. more room to move there. it really is just wild ass swings and kicks.
the goal really is more to tire himself out in the first place, so jin's plan works out. ]
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it doesn't seem like he's really trying to fight mugen, which is just stupid on both their parts. he's doing more dodging than anything, and when he does strike, it's mediocre at best.
it's easy for mugen to run him along, or back him up. it's a lot of swishy sword noises, and a lot of them jumping off shit on the way. he probably jumps on the couch to run along, and mugen destroys it with his sword. f for couch.
goodbye, he's fleeing outside. THE WORST PLACE TO GO.]
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mugen knows that jin isn't actually trying to fight him back, which is annoying, but he can't find it in him to argue that much. he slashes at jin and it leaves a long rip along the back of the couch that he completely disregards as he leaps off the back of the couch like a spidermonkey. he chases after jin, his heart thudding in his ears. god, even if it's not a real fight, he really does love this.
they're not... exactly quiet, either. ]
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H-hey, what's going on-- you're gonna freeze out here! Or, uh, die from injuries I guess-
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he'd spent his time doing noting but training, and it shows. he swings before he thinks about swinging.
in the snow, he jumps back and levels up the sword, his labored breathing blooming as fog in the cold air. he isn't sure what happened to his glasses in the midst of the back-and-forth, or the band for his hair. the pause isn't very long, and then he takes off directly at mugen.
SORRY, RYAN]
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or - well, something like that. this is exhilarating - a fair match, not because either of them are necessarily playing fair but because jin matches him in speed and skill. he's already tiring, but now that he's here he refuses to let jin win. his hair is a disheveled mess, there's a few slices through his sweater, and he's in the zone.
which is why there's a pause as mugen looks at ryan, and then away from ryan and sprints across the snow to meet jin's rush forward.
yeet ]
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and maybe that's not his business, but the way they're fighting looks like more than sparring, and it's not something he particularly enjoys seeing. so he moves after them once more, trying to make a grab for whichever of them is closer.]
Guys, come on, you really can't keep-- whatever this is up, what are you doing?
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jin never expected ryan to try to get between two fighting dudes, but that is because he is a moron who thinks only fuu would do something so stupid.
the bad thing about being fast (even if you're incredibly good) is it's difficult to stop what has already started. it won't matter if he even lets up--mugen is doing the same thing in the other side.
they skewer ryan between them, unfortunately not in a sexy way, and jin actually looks somewhat mortified after the fact.]
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... ]
Uh. Shit.
[ well. that happened. ]
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he blinks down briefly at the swords sticking into him, but all he manages after mugen pulls his sword back out is-]
W-well, this is.... this is a new one...
[-before he stumbles, falling into the snow, blood leaking from him. ryan is dead, two skewerings is plenty to make it fairly quick.
enjoy your dead body, boys.]
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he doesn't yank his sword out so much as simply take several steps back until it's removed. one hand reaches out as ryan plops over into the snow.
there's a long, stunned silence from him. look, it's one thing to kill people attacking you, but another entirely to have collateral? he glances at mugen like ?? and then at ryan. no... his roommie... he had been nice...]
Why did he...?
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[ mugen says, seemingly... unconcerned. he just wipes his sword off on ryan's sweater, and then sheathes it. ]
Seems like a dumb move to get in between the two of us. [ a pause. ] What a goddamn weirdo.
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he kneels down to roll ryan over. sorry, my guy.]
He helped me. [:'(
anyway,] What are we going to do with him?
[please sit up and scare the piss out of them on the way to the ski lift]
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but the he helped me gets a pause, and mugen doesn't quite... frown, but it's a close thing. he sighs, and crouches down next to jin, scrubbing at his face. ]
Dunno. [ he glances at jin. ] Move him somewhere? Hey, but why does he look dead, though, is that how it works in Yomi?
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I've never been to the spirit world, so I don't know.
[OUT OF THE TWO OF THEM HERE, WHO HAS BEEN TO THE "SPIRIT WORLD" THE MOST PROBABLY??? MUGEN?]
Find somewhere to put him, and I'll carry him.
[well, he'll drag ryan bc he's a twig]
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mugen gives jin a grouchy look - don't boss him around - and then. proceeds to do what jin says, wow. incredible. two bros, hiding a body together... ]
What is that? [ he gestures at the ski lift, squinting. ] Was that always here?
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The snow storm was too bad to see maybe. It looks like... I have no idea. A chair on rope.
[listen, it does.]
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Stop. I've got the feet. [ he's also exhausted and hurt, but it's okay, he can pick him up. ] Put him up there. Nobody's going to check it, if the snow don't cover it up again.
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and then he gasps in a breath, limbs flailing as he wakes to find himself in someone's hold. what! the fuck! what the whole fuck!!]
You have got to be kidding me--!