[ i hope its just a vine. alternatively, i hope my death, ]
[ gu yun tilts his head up a bit into the pet, watching the screen. ] This won't kill me the moment I press it, will it? [ he says this a little dryly, a little teasing, thumb hovering over the button for a moment. ]
[that actually makes her frown, her ear twitching again.]
No. [that's - way more solemn? hm.] No, I hope it'll do the opposite.
[but if he does press the button, he'll feel a warmth in his chest that spreads out to his fingers - instinctively, he knows that he can now make any person feel as though they've been shot, without leaving a mark, once. they won't die, but they'll feel it.]
realization crosses his face as he feels the warmth, first - gu yun gives a stretch of his hand experimentally, afterwards.
he's quiet, for a moment, and looks down at his palm. the solemnness isn't lost on him, either, as he slowly curls his hand into a fist. ]
...Thank you, Wrath. [ a genuine gratitude, there. seriousness for seriousness, as he files that sensation away for later, tucking the phone back away. there's a moment of hesitation, but, eventually, he steps forward, and leans over to seal the moment with a kiss. ]
she meets him when he moves to kiss her, resting her hands against his chest as he does. she lets the kiss linger a little, and then pulls away with a little smile.]
gu yun returns the smile with one of his own, easy. that makes two of these peculiar abilities now - two things to protect himself with. he's got his own questions about why this works, and how it does, but, for now... ]
I'll be sure not to, nor will I mention that I say things that fuck you up.
he throws his head back and laughs as his face is being pushed -- then, reaches and grabs the back of their hand with his, pulling it up to his mouth to kiss at her fingers and knuckles, still smiling and very pleased with himself.
peering up from under his brow, eyes still twinkling with mischief; ] Stay a while and have some tea with me.
... Okay. [she says, expression a little - not shy, but flushed? embarrassed.] Yeah. For a while.
[and she will do that? she doesn't sit in his lap this time, but she's physically affectionate as always, in a way that's less bold and more trusting.]
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[ gu yun tilts his head up a bit into the pet, watching the screen. ] This won't kill me the moment I press it, will it? [ he says this a little dryly, a little teasing, thumb hovering over the button for a moment. ]
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No. [that's - way more solemn? hm.] No, I hope it'll do the opposite.
[but if he does press the button, he'll feel a warmth in his chest that spreads out to his fingers - instinctively, he knows that he can now make any person feel as though they've been shot, without leaving a mark, once. they won't die, but they'll feel it.]
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realization crosses his face as he feels the warmth, first - gu yun gives a stretch of his hand experimentally, afterwards.
he's quiet, for a moment, and looks down at his palm. the solemnness isn't lost on him, either, as he slowly curls his hand into a fist. ]
...Thank you, Wrath. [ a genuine gratitude, there. seriousness for seriousness, as he files that sensation away for later, tucking the phone back away. there's a moment of hesitation, but, eventually, he steps forward, and leans over to seal the moment with a kiss. ]
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she meets him when he moves to kiss her, resting her hands against his chest as he does. she lets the kiss linger a little, and then pulls away with a little smile.]
Yeah. Yeah, don't mention it.
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gu yun returns the smile with one of his own, easy. that makes two of these peculiar abilities now - two things to protect himself with. he's got his own questions about why this works, and how it does, but, for now... ]
I'll be sure not to, nor will I mention that I say things that fuck you up.
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she just gives him such a look and pushes his face away with her whole palm, laughing.]
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he throws his head back and laughs as his face is being pushed -- then, reaches and grabs the back of their hand with his, pulling it up to his mouth to kiss at her fingers and knuckles, still smiling and very pleased with himself.
peering up from under his brow, eyes still twinkling with mischief; ] Stay a while and have some tea with me.
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... Okay. [she says, expression a little - not shy, but flushed? embarrassed.] Yeah. For a while.
[and she will do that? she doesn't sit in his lap this time, but she's physically affectionate as always, in a way that's less bold and more trusting.]