[ 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.
[she - hiccups, and then laughs, reaching up to wipe her face.]
You have - absolutely no grace whatsoever, but it's fine. [another hiccupy giggle. she pulls the hood back up. retreats, a little.] Calm down, bud, you're going to give yourself a conniption.
Who's having a conniption, here? [ shut up!!!! HE'S EMBARRASSED, ears a little red and all. jeez!!! how do you help someone who is crying tears of lava. what do you even do with that. gu yun hasn't cried since he was being dunked into a pond face first by his father!
but. he huffs, clearing his throat, and settles back in to where he was sitting, pulling his legs up onto the bed. ] ...I imagine that means everything else we found must be relevant to you all, too. There were four objects - Childe's novel, the hat, the blanket - [ a beat. oh. they better get that back from vlad's stuff, hm. ] - and a small figurine of some sort of warrior.
At least that's one brought to it's rightful home, though. [ there's a pause, and he smiles a little more, softening a bit. ] - For as horrible as it's been to be sharing these glimpses of our pasts all over the place, I'm quite glad I was the one who was able to see one of yours.
[ so he could bring back the hat to the hands it rightfully belongs to, at least. ]
[you are having a conniption, gu yun, you dorklord.
she's quiet for a moment, and then:]
You should try to return the other things to the others. The - uh, the three of you now, I guess. [...] Hold on.
[she gently places the hat to the side, and then pulls what seems to be a hairpin out of her sleeve. it looks like a peach blossom. carefully, she sets it in his lap so he won't drop it.]
[ the unflappable gu yun swayed by people he cares about crying
anyway. he's nodding along, trying to think through of who they could possibly belong to - short of bringing them to each avatar in turn like a cat, which seems silly but possible - when wrath pulls that out. gu yun blinks, a little surprised, looking down at it.
... ] Shì... [ and then pauses, his expression changing, from a genuine surprise into something a little gentler, warmer at the corners of his eyes. ] ...A peach blossom spring.
[ gu yun ducks his head away, for a moment, with a bit of a huff, the tips of his ears a little red. ] Perhaps you'll help me put it on?
[she's hidden under the hood, but she nods. carefully, she brings the pin up, and tucks his hair back behind his ear. pinning his hair back very gently, she makes sure that it's comfortable and not pulling at anything, and - he'll feel a warmth rush through him.
he'll instinctively know that while he is wearing this pin, he'll be able to reflect any ability that hits him, if he so chooses. it will also send that same rush of warmth through him every time he puts it on.]
[ as he processes that, gu yun holds still, eyes closed. it comes back to that feeling again - wrath’s easy admission of “let me spoil you” a few days ago that even now feels a little odd. the warmth maybe isn’t from just the pin and the power within it.
there’s a pause, and then, asking a little ruefully, as he looks over his shoulder- ] Am I still in time out?
Technically yes! [but. she pushes her hood back just enough for him to be able to see the bottom half of her face, if he really wants to kiss her. it's still like that lava look from earlier, but she'll let him decide if he wants to.]
he’s got to lean over to do it- it’s not perfectly graceful, considering his center of balance is off, but, there’s no hesitation when gu yun leans over to give her a smooch. ]
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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.
[ AAAAAAAAA ]
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You have - absolutely no grace whatsoever, but it's fine. [another hiccupy giggle. she pulls the hood back up. retreats, a little.] Calm down, bud, you're going to give yourself a conniption.
[sniff. she just pets the hat.]
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but. he huffs, clearing his throat, and settles back in to where he was sitting, pulling his legs up onto the bed. ] ...I imagine that means everything else we found must be relevant to you all, too. There were four objects - Childe's novel, the hat, the blanket - [ a beat. oh. they better get that back from vlad's stuff, hm. ] - and a small figurine of some sort of warrior.
At least that's one brought to it's rightful home, though. [ there's a pause, and he smiles a little more, softening a bit. ] - For as horrible as it's been to be sharing these glimpses of our pasts all over the place, I'm quite glad I was the one who was able to see one of yours.
[ so he could bring back the hat to the hands it rightfully belongs to, at least. ]
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she's quiet for a moment, and then:]
You should try to return the other things to the others. The - uh, the three of you now, I guess. [...] Hold on.
[she gently places the hat to the side, and then pulls what seems to be a hairpin out of her sleeve. it looks like a peach blossom. carefully, she sets it in his lap so he won't drop it.]
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anyway. he's nodding along, trying to think through of who they could possibly belong to - short of bringing them to each avatar in turn like a cat, which seems silly but possible - when wrath pulls that out. gu yun blinks, a little surprised, looking down at it.
... ] Shì... [ and then pauses, his expression changing, from a genuine surprise into something a little gentler, warmer at the corners of his eyes. ] ...A peach blossom spring.
[ gu yun ducks his head away, for a moment, with a bit of a huff, the tips of his ears a little red. ] Perhaps you'll help me put it on?
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he'll instinctively know that while he is wearing this pin, he'll be able to reflect any ability that hits him, if he so chooses. it will also send that same rush of warmth through him every time he puts it on.]
For returning the hat. [she murmurs.]
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there’s a pause, and then, asking a little ruefully, as he looks over his shoulder- ] Am I still in time out?
[ get back here, let him kiss you. ]
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Technically yes! [but. she pushes her hood back just enough for him to be able to see the bottom half of her face, if he really wants to kiss her. it's still like that lava look from earlier, but she'll let him decide if he wants to.]
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he’s got to lean over to do it- it’s not perfectly graceful, considering his center of balance is off, but, there’s no hesitation when gu yun leans over to give her a smooch. ]
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Spoiled and a monsterfucker. [she jokes, lightly.]
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closes his eyes and gives the most aggrieved sigh in the world, and then quips: ]
I'm on a journey of self discovery. [ stop ]