here comes gu yun!! he goes to open the door immediately, a little surprised at the lack of bamf, but - fridays are busy, so... that's likely why. gu yun's only half dressed when she arrives, only the inner layers of his robes, because getting dressed with one working arm is a lot harder than it should be.
give him a second to get the door open; he nudges his foot in it to pull it open enough for her. ]
she hurriedly pushes herself off from where she's leaning against the door, and stands up straight. mostly straight. and then holds out her hands, which are, thankfully, not glowing orange magma hands now. the cracks are more numerous than her skin, though.]
it is that weirdness that has him giving her his hand immediately, but, gu yun can't give her more than the one, for now. his left arm's still hanging limply at his side, though, since he's not wearing his full robes, she'll be able to quickly see the damage - or, really, in this case, the recovery. the good news is he has a hand, today! the bad news is that it's all skeleton. his outside bones.
gu yun gives a tug to that hand of hers once she has his, though. ] Everything else is healed, besides this - and I'm going to take care of it tonight. It's already better than it was yesterday. Come on, let's sit.
she takes both of his hands, or at least, tries to get a better look at the skeleton hand. it's actually pretty fascinating, but as long as it's on the way to recovery, that's okay. the little tug gets a small sigh, and she just... lets him pull her wherever.]
[ thank you. up they go to the loft, then! despite the fact that his arm stays limp at his side, gu yun's pretty adept at getting up the stairs without it, his balance good enough to keep his working hand in wrath's.
once they're settled down, to sit on the edge of his bed, gu yun then picks up his skeleton wrist with his right hand, flopping it into her lap in a gesture that probably looks very silly, but, that's okay. he. would've set it down if he could have but he also can't hold onto anything worth a damn.
anyway here you go, wrath, you can look all you want; gu yun's watching her, instead. ]
I still can't feel it, but I suppose that's a good thing.
[ohhh... loft. loft is difficult. she has a lot of trouble with stairs. but she makes it!
she also giggles a little hysterically when he just flops it in her lap, it's. wow that's a fucking skeleton hand, alright.]
Jesus. [she gently picks up his hand, looking it over.] Yeah, I think it's a good thing you can't feel it. Just, uh. You're going back later, right? To grow the rest back?
[ he is very patient in helping her up to the loft, walking right at her side, but that is way more concerning! cool! he'd offer to give her a piggyback ride if he wouldn't, you know, drop her instantly. ]
I am, yes. The plan is to sleep in there again tonight, to see what I can have fixed before the trial tomorrow.
[ gu yun's studying her hand, while she does this, watching those cracks of lava. it's an odd sensation, to have someone touch you when you don't even notice it, but... it's not completely unusual for him either, considering his usual lack of senses. ] You look exhausted.
[ doesn't matter if he can't see her face, he can tell. ]
there's a long beat, as he watches her move. eventually, gu yun lifts his hand - and then puts it right at the middle of her chest to give her a little push back onto the bed. lay down. ]
I doubt I've helped the matter much, not to hog all the glory. [ gu yun will come to join her a second later after the nudge, the best that he can with his dead arm. it's a little more awkward than usual. more fish floppy. this is the worst. ] Are you working to the bone, then?
[oh, oops, timber. she just flops to the bed like a bag of bones. her hood stays on - but some of her hair spills out from under it, but instead of its usual kind of floofy blonde mess, it's this silky sort of fire-magma texture instead. it doesn't burn anything, but it's different - it pools onto the bed.]
No, you gave me like, an extra five or six grey hairs, actually. [what grey hairs. but she does curl a little closer to him.] Also, stop? Wow! Bad joke! I'm putting you on time out.
If by 'time out', you'll put me somewhere, I've been in 'time out' all day. Behavior will only worsen over time with ineffective punishment. [ he was confined to healing pod jail. it was the worst. it will still be the worst! he hates it actually he's fine. (but really, gu yun needs his arm working, so, he'll do what he's supposed to do and go to pod jail time out.)
there's a pause, but eventually, he reaches over for her hair. as ever, he's curious, and unafraid of anything, so his hand comes out to gently brush against the pooled whorls of magmalike hair instead, if he can touch it. ]
[ curiosity gets the better of him, indeed - once he touches, he lifts what would be a long piece of her hair and lets it pool over his fingers, examining the texture. it's... fascinating, the flow of it like ziliujin, catching the light beautifully.
also, the kiss thing? rude!! we will see about that. ]
[ very honest! he'll keep running it through his fingers, slowly, just for the sensation of it, so unique to anything - to his sensitive, ever chilly fingertips, it's especially pleasing, both in texture and in warmth. ]
...Your hands, too - they're less than they were yesterday. [ less. less fire, anyway. he can't reach out and touch them, right now, considering. ]
You vanished and I got really pissed. [is her explanation. she doesn't seem to mind him touching, if only because she doesn't seem like she feels like moving much.] It's not always like this.
it reminds him of a letter, he received once, a long time ago, from a fussy chang geng, at a moment where gu yun thought he might die. he's so used to being infallible, unbreakable, that he sort of expects others just to agree with the fact that he'll be fine, because that's what happens normally - to have someone worry over him is still a novel concept.
between wrath and molly, it's... it's a little humanizing, in ways that nothing's really humanized him in much of his life. ]
Mn. [ the noise is quiet, agreeing. he keeps stroking his fingers through her hair, shifting over the best he can closer, and pulling a longer strand up - to press a gentle kiss to her hair where it's rolling over his knuckles. ] ...I know.
It must be tiring to expend. [ to expend the energy, even if it's not on purpose. like utilizing ziliujin - iron armor always needs a cool down. that would make sense to her exhaustion, too. ]
[she refuses to remove the hood, which makes it sort of awkward to curl closer to him, but she tries anyway.]
It'll - probably be back to normal tomorrow. I think. [she hates being unsure. she hates being - vulnerable.] It's, uh. It's never...
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It'll be fine. You have a trial to worry about tomorrow, and you have to a grow a whole-ass entire hand back, so let's not worry about me. Do you want to tell me what the fuck happened? Because I don't know where you went.
he. gets it. gu yun gets it, he gets wanting to run from that. he gets how vulnerability makes you feel, weak and miserable when you're supposed to be infallible and unbreakable. it's why he was so cagey at the beginning of the week. it'll be normal tomorrow. i'll be fine tomorrow.
he takes a breath. listens to the way wrath slides away from the matter at hand. ]
I'll tell you what you want to know, though I'll be stuck with this claw for who knows how long, and I'll worry about the trial when the trial comes. [ ...
slowly, he pushes himself back up to a sitting position, and stands up, walking over towards his closet. this probably won't help in terms of being vulnerable, but. ]
I found something, when I was there. [ gu yun nudges the closet door open, and leans down. there's a soft noise. a damn it. followed by a muttered, aiya, followed by another swear or two. please this fucking HAND
but, eventually, he successfully manages to get whatever he's digging out of his closet up, and gu yun returns to the bed, sitting cross legged, and... carefully holding in his lap, a wizard's hat. ]
oh, it takes - it takes all the breath out of her lungs. she'd been about ready to sit up to protest him moving around, but she forgets all about that the second she sees the hat. she scrambles up to a sitting position and her hood falls back - she's. different looking, a little less humanoid than before. it seems like it's receding a bit, like she's slowly reverting, based on the way that her skin is slowly patching over the lava on her neck, but.
she doesn't seem to notice, her hair flickering and burning bright as she stares down at the hat.]
his reaction stays off of his face, for the most part, but gu yun's clever, as sharp as a tack and ever observant. he notices, watches the skin returning, watches wrath become more like the wrath he's seen before - this form is wild and different, but, right now, he's more interested in the way that it's receding.
there's a dawning sense of importance. a sense of self, something far bigger than the item he's holding, and suddenly, gu yun remembers the figure, too. the rest of the gifts they returned with. that sense of sentiment that came with them both, how deeply important a trinket like this felt. his instincts were right, and if it's affecting wrath like this, then...
...that's something to ponder on later, though. for now, gu yun has to shift, and nudges the hat out of his lap towards her instead of picking it up, in hopes of not fucking dropping it again and ruining a Moment. take it. it's yours. ]
[she takes the hat like it's the most important thing she's ever held - like it means more than anything in the world. gingerly, carefully, she runs her fingers over the fabric, seeming a little lost. it takes a moment.
liquid lava gathers at the corners of her eyes. spills down, slow.]
[ you know how gu yun is like, generally really cool, and really composed. he's the kind of person who doesn't ever seem to lose that for more than a second.
that completely disappears and the look on his face is one of sheer, brief panic when there are tears she is CRYING oh god HE KNOWS THEY'RE HAPPY TEARS, BUT ALSO, these are real, serious emotions, and she's crying and he totally beefs it right at the finish line. ]
- I - of course. It's yours, I'm just. Glad I could get it back to you. Sorry it wasn't yesterday, I. Hand and all.
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here comes gu yun!! he goes to open the door immediately, a little surprised at the lack of bamf, but - fridays are busy, so... that's likely why. gu yun's only half dressed when she arrives, only the inner layers of his robes, because getting dressed with one working arm is a lot harder than it should be.
give him a second to get the door open; he nudges his foot in it to pull it open enough for her. ]
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she hurriedly pushes herself off from where she's leaning against the door, and stands up straight. mostly straight. and then holds out her hands, which are, thankfully, not glowing orange magma hands now. the cracks are more numerous than her skin, though.]
Let me see.
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it is that weirdness that has him giving her his hand immediately, but, gu yun can't give her more than the one, for now. his left arm's still hanging limply at his side, though, since he's not wearing his full robes, she'll be able to quickly see the damage - or, really, in this case, the recovery. the good news is he has a hand, today! the bad news is that it's all skeleton. his outside bones.
gu yun gives a tug to that hand of hers once she has his, though. ] Everything else is healed, besides this - and I'm going to take care of it tonight. It's already better than it was yesterday. Come on, let's sit.
[ because wrath is clearly!! not ok! ]
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she takes both of his hands, or at least, tries to get a better look at the skeleton hand. it's actually pretty fascinating, but as long as it's on the way to recovery, that's okay. the little tug gets a small sigh, and she just... lets him pull her wherever.]
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once they're settled down, to sit on the edge of his bed, gu yun then picks up his skeleton wrist with his right hand, flopping it into her lap in a gesture that probably looks very silly, but, that's okay. he. would've set it down if he could have but he also can't hold onto anything worth a damn.
anyway here you go, wrath, you can look all you want; gu yun's watching her, instead. ]
I still can't feel it, but I suppose that's a good thing.
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she also giggles a little hysterically when he just flops it in her lap, it's. wow that's a fucking skeleton hand, alright.]
Jesus. [she gently picks up his hand, looking it over.] Yeah, I think it's a good thing you can't feel it. Just, uh. You're going back later, right? To grow the rest back?
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I am, yes. The plan is to sleep in there again tonight, to see what I can have fixed before the trial tomorrow.
[ gu yun's studying her hand, while she does this, watching those cracks of lava. it's an odd sensation, to have someone touch you when you don't even notice it, but... it's not completely unusual for him either, considering his usual lack of senses. ] You look exhausted.
[ doesn't matter if he can't see her face, he can tell. ]
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she sighs out a little good at that first part, and then very gently puts his hand back into gu yun's lap.]
Yeah, you all tire me the fuck out. [she says, cheerfully, very casually putting her own hand down on the bed to support herself up.] I'm fine.
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there's a long beat, as he watches her move. eventually, gu yun lifts his hand - and then puts it right at the middle of her chest to give her a little push back onto the bed. lay down. ]
I doubt I've helped the matter much, not to hog all the glory. [ gu yun will come to join her a second later after the nudge, the best that he can with his dead arm. it's a little more awkward than usual. more fish floppy. this is the worst. ] Are you working to the bone, then?
[ bad. ]
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No, you gave me like, an extra five or six grey hairs, actually. [what grey hairs. but she does curl a little closer to him.] Also, stop? Wow! Bad joke! I'm putting you on time out.
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there's a pause, but eventually, he reaches over for her hair. as ever, he's curious, and unafraid of anything, so his hand comes out to gently brush against the pooled whorls of magmalike hair instead, if he can touch it. ]
...Has this happened, on Fridays before?
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[huff. he's allowed to touch, though. it's warm, and glowing slightly. she's quiet for a minute, and then:]
Uh, no. [... and???]
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[ curiosity gets the better of him, indeed - once he touches, he lifts what would be a long piece of her hair and lets it pool over his fingers, examining the texture. it's... fascinating, the flow of it like ziliujin, catching the light beautifully.
also, the kiss thing? rude!! we will see about that. ]
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Also no. [dodgy...]
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[ very honest! he'll keep running it through his fingers, slowly, just for the sensation of it, so unique to anything - to his sensitive, ever chilly fingertips, it's especially pleasing, both in texture and in warmth. ]
...Your hands, too - they're less than they were yesterday. [ less. less fire, anyway. he can't reach out and touch them, right now, considering. ]
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You vanished and I got really pissed. [is her explanation. she doesn't seem to mind him touching, if only because she doesn't seem like she feels like moving much.] It's not always like this.
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it reminds him of a letter, he received once, a long time ago, from a fussy chang geng, at a moment where gu yun thought he might die. he's so used to being infallible, unbreakable, that he sort of expects others just to agree with the fact that he'll be fine, because that's what happens normally - to have someone worry over him is still a novel concept.
between wrath and molly, it's... it's a little humanizing, in ways that nothing's really humanized him in much of his life. ]
Mn. [ the noise is quiet, agreeing. he keeps stroking his fingers through her hair, shifting over the best he can closer, and pulling a longer strand up - to press a gentle kiss to her hair where it's rolling over his knuckles. ] ...I know.
It must be tiring to expend. [ to expend the energy, even if it's not on purpose. like utilizing ziliujin - iron armor always needs a cool down. that would make sense to her exhaustion, too. ]
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It'll - probably be back to normal tomorrow. I think. [she hates being unsure. she hates being - vulnerable.] It's, uh. It's never...
[...]
It'll be fine. You have a trial to worry about tomorrow, and you have to a grow a whole-ass entire hand back, so let's not worry about me. Do you want to tell me what the fuck happened? Because I don't know where you went.
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he. gets it. gu yun gets it, he gets wanting to run from that. he gets how vulnerability makes you feel, weak and miserable when you're supposed to be infallible and unbreakable. it's why he was so cagey at the beginning of the week. it'll be normal tomorrow. i'll be fine tomorrow.
he takes a breath. listens to the way wrath slides away from the matter at hand. ]
I'll tell you what you want to know, though I'll be stuck with this claw for who knows how long, and I'll worry about the trial when the trial comes. [ ...
slowly, he pushes himself back up to a sitting position, and stands up, walking over towards his closet. this probably won't help in terms of being vulnerable, but. ]
I found something, when I was there. [ gu yun nudges the closet door open, and leans down. there's a soft noise. a damn it. followed by a muttered, aiya, followed by another swear or two. please this fucking HAND
but, eventually, he successfully manages to get whatever he's digging out of his closet up, and gu yun returns to the bed, sitting cross legged, and... carefully holding in his lap, a wizard's hat. ]
I think it might be yours.
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oh, it takes - it takes all the breath out of her lungs. she'd been about ready to sit up to protest him moving around, but she forgets all about that the second she sees the hat. she scrambles up to a sitting position and her hood falls back - she's. different looking, a little less humanoid than before. it seems like it's receding a bit, like she's slowly reverting, based on the way that her skin is slowly patching over the lava on her neck, but.
she doesn't seem to notice, her hair flickering and burning bright as she stares down at the hat.]
It - yes. [she says, dragging in a deep breath.]
ill do a limb loss, it'll be fun, i said.
his reaction stays off of his face, for the most part, but gu yun's clever, as sharp as a tack and ever observant. he notices, watches the skin returning, watches wrath become more like the wrath he's seen before - this form is wild and different, but, right now, he's more interested in the way that it's receding.
there's a dawning sense of importance. a sense of self, something far bigger than the item he's holding, and suddenly, gu yun remembers the figure, too. the rest of the gifts they returned with. that sense of sentiment that came with them both, how deeply important a trinket like this felt. his instincts were right, and if it's affecting wrath like this, then...
...that's something to ponder on later, though. for now, gu yun has to shift, and nudges the hat out of his lap towards her instead of picking it up, in hopes of not fucking dropping it again and ruining a Moment. take it. it's yours. ]
...Your brother's. Right? Here.
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liquid lava gathers at the corners of her eyes. spills down, slow.]
Thank you.
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that completely disappears and the look on his face is one of sheer, brief panic when there are tears she is CRYING oh god HE KNOWS THEY'RE HAPPY TEARS, BUT ALSO, these are real, serious emotions, and she's crying and he totally beefs it right at the finish line. ]
- I - of course. It's yours, I'm just. Glad I could get it back to you. Sorry it wasn't yesterday, I. Hand and all.
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