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Mercury does not practice often, his combat ability. He dislikes (but not really) being seen, if only because watching him makes others realize his weaknesses. He knows the flaws in his fighting skill (of course he does, he studied every flaw in every style he ever learned), but others knowing it annoys him.

Just a little bit.

So he stops, frozen in a kata when he realizes that someone has entered, instead observing the person from an upside down gaze.

“Hello.” He says the words amiably, pushing on his hands to flip forward onto his feet with elegance grace. “I hadn’t realized someone else was using this area as a practice room.”

A stranger in a strange land,           She, @iincinere, has found a hollow soul.