It's Parent-Teacher Midafternoon At The Ol' Secret Training Grounds [closed]

[summerdude]

Magnus, who now definitely knows that many mansion residents keep specific daily schedules (thanks Galahad!), can reliably find Hanguang-jun whenever he needs him. (Unless it's the part of the schedule when Hanguang-jun is alone with Wei Wuxian, in which case Magnus can find him but, for the sake of his own mental peace, elects to never ever do that unless it's a genuine emergency.) He can also reliably find Galahad, Sunny, at least one of their shared fathers, Tress, and sometimes Claudius, except Claudius's unpredictability is genuinely unpredictable, as opposed to, say, Tally's unpredictability, which is predictably unpredictable.

Lancelot is definitely a regular schedule kind of guy, but outside of their training sessions, Magnus has no idea what it is. Magnus asks Galahad since Galahad is his go-to calendar and schedules guy; Galahad's brow wrinkles infinitesimally in the way that, on someone else, would be an incredulous, laughing 'what are you up to?' and his lips quirk when Magnus clarifies that he has really reasonable regular normal reasons for wanting to know. (Then Galahad tells him Susan's schedule, which is helpful, because Magnus is generally interested in avoiding her.)

All of this to say that Magnus doesn't actually manage to track Lancelot down and give him a heads up on the same morning he non-randomly encounters Hanguang-jun after dropping Sunny back with their dads, and impulsively asks "So, wanna do parent-teacher conference day? Me and Lancelot train after lunch in that clearing way out past Dads' house."

Whatever. He'd cleared that it was okay with Lancelot at, like, some point, so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise.

So in the end, Lancelot gets about thirty seconds' warning that Hanguang-jun will be joining, between when Magnus rocks up, practice sword in one hand, shield in the other, and Jack flying around behind him, calling, "How's it going, Swordmaster Dickface^*? We've got company today," and when Hanguang-jun alights from Bichen.


*He's still workshopping appropriate nicknames

Comments

[lanselos_du_lac]

"This is my thinking, yes."

[summerdude]

"Most of the people I've, um, sparred with to date have been enhanced, though," Magnus points out. "Plus it's only recently that I've gotten less clumsy when I'm faster than I expect." Thanks, Lancelot!

[lightbearinglord]

"An additional and autonomous weapon is not like an enhancement to one's body," Lan Wangji counters.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Again, I agree. Jack is-- Jack is himself. Allied to thee."

[summerdude]

"Okay, but I don't see how using Jack is, like, meaningfully different than Gideon kicking a guy in the nuts," Magnus argues, and then flushes and glances at Hanguang-jun. "Um. Sorry for saying nuts. Sir."

[lightbearinglord]

Lan Wangji, who is not, in fact, offended, only nods in acknowledgement of the apology. "Anyone can use that particular weak spot. The same is not true of an additional blade without a wielder."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lightly, Lancelot says, "Anyone can, provided their opponent is not wearing plate."

[summerdude]

"Anyone could wield Jack, too, if he was pissed off at me or if they were also doubly-descended from Frey* or if they were, um, Surt," Magnus points out.

*This is foreshadowing.

[lightbearinglord]

"Those would constitute exceptional circumstances. We are debating the parameters of a respectful sparring match."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Aye, and what fair sport may be. If we are solely discussing sparring, then I am in agreement with Hanguang-jun."

[summerdude]

"Kicking someone in the balls — sorry, sir — is a respectful sparring match???" Wow. Magnus really has been fighting wrong all along.