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[prince_of_the_moon]

{This isn't the first time Sesshomaru has encountered a headstrong man. Reno has reason to be proud of his abilities and since he has no desire to kill the man, he decides to have fun with him instead. What's wrong with toying with a potential mate? Or a thug for that matter.

An arrogant smirk follows Reno's frustration. Be careful with those emotions - they broadcast moves to any opponent that is paying attention. And Sesshomaru is paying attention. In fact, he isn't even using half of his strength on the man. Humans are so...fragile.

He tenses when the sofa is knocked forward and he can practically taste the electricity in the air. Should he give Reno a hit? He almost does, but in the last second, he is merely a blur of motion, retreating far enough back to be safe from that one swing.}

Some might say you desire to lay with a corpse.

{Is that baton deadly to a human? Electricity has a bad effect on them. Lightning strikes prove that.}

Why are you so angry? Do you seek the path of the conqueror?

{That last question is dangerous and Sesshomaru's eyes seem to be turning red, his pupils suddenly a vivid blue.}

Here I thought this was a playful spar.

[tightbod_bigrod]

It is. I'm not about to kill you.

[Which was true enough itself but he didn't hold back swing after swing, waiting for something to land. He was determined, not about to let anyone else best him. Maybe for a normal human it would be deadly, but he was used to fighting against souped up SOLDIERS or remnants of Jenova and he expected anyone he fought to give as good of a fight.
If only he had some other materia with him. A good Slow or Stop spell would be nice right about now.]

You going to take a shot or just run away?

[Impatience tinged his voice as he failed to land a proper blow. The only time he usually had trouble with anything like that was when he was dealing with something alien.

But, in a way, he was dealing with something alien right now. He didn't give up then and he wasn't about to now!]

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He allows a blow to land, the electricity sizzling across his arm. But he uses the contact to grab hold of Reno's throat. Even like this, he is cautious with his talons, letting them only graze the man's skin.}

If I take a shot, as you say, you will die.

{And since he doesn't wish to lay with a corpse, he propels them towards the couch, intent on pinning Reno against the cushions.}

[tightbod_bigrod]

[Being a baton-user, he was used to getting up close and personal, but usually people tried to get away. They certainly weren't strong enough to do what Sesshomaru just did. His free hand instantly grabbed Sesshomaru's wrist.

He recognized strength immediately. He was cocky, but not stupid, and he was aware that he wasn't the strongest in the universe. There were those he couldn't hope to defeat on normal terms. Despite this being a fight for fun, it put him on edge; he was too used to fights potentially meaning death.

The next instant they were on the tipped couch. One leg sprawled over the top of it, hand still on Sesshomaru's wrist in a futile attempt to pry his hand off his neck.

And for that bit he was silent. Too intent on struggling in what he knew was a much more lopsided fight than he realized. In one last effort he moved to shock Sesshomaru again to get him off.]