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[fcxaphorism]

hello, my name is 「 meng jia 」 and my chosen word is 「 persona 」 !

the tattoo of your chosen word appears on your ankle as soon as your hand finishes the last stroke — you’ve been granted the ability of inner beast, and must follow the guidelines below :

lacks control over the beast unleashed.

cannot control when the beast appears, or what form it takes.

may still be harmed!

[fcxlay]

spar mates; (ft. jia)

       A cocky smile spread over Yixing's lips as his eyes landed on the girl across from him. He had his hand over his thigh, where his knife was usually held, another dagger held in his opposite hand.

       Today, training was going to be a bit different. Instead of their usual fighting, Yixing's mission was to fight the other in close ranged combat, instead of his usual long range style. He was going to practice wrapping his blood around weapons and controlling their direction with it, and hope to somehow get close approximation to the girl before him. In Jia's case, she had to manage to get either Yixing or one of his knives through a portal. Ten minutes on the clock, and three bags of chips for the winner, and Yixing was already thrumming with excitement.

"...And, start!"

       Yixing sliced through his skin like paper, not even hissing when the blade ripped through his right arm, drawing out droplets of blood that soon began to harden around the sharp edge of the weapon, his feet starting to run towards Jia. Swinging his arm back, he threw his dagger to her general direction, quickly sidestepping and going to the right to hopefully avoid any planned attacks from her.