I suppose. You may enter the library, the further table from the entrance.
[and should gu yun actually do that, he will find that a.) greed is at a table with a handful of books and documents and b.) there's a pomeranian on his desk that seems to be occupying itself with a chewtoy.]
[ hello, greed! gu yun's been in and out of the library himself, catching up on his reading - so by now he's quite familiar with the layout. he makes his way over to them without any trouble, eyeing the dog for a moment first. ]
[ oh? color him curious... gu yun glances over the papers, and hums. ] These are all of your notes from our trials, right? I imagine it must be a mess, with different people working on them each week.
This sort of efficiency's the kind of thing a service exam student would swoon over. [ seriously... gu yun never took it himself, but his best friend is a big huge nerd. so. ] You're really familiar with this kind of work, aren't you? Trials and the like.
Your trials and others, yes. While I prepare notes prior to each, the aftermath records must be updated as well and given how you've all performed the last several weeks...it does take time on my part.
[i.e. literally no one told greed to do this, they're doing it for themselves.]
he winces a little at their 'performance', because, yeah. oof. ] This is part of why I never sought a career in politics. Being a soldier is much simpler.
[ sure, that's the reason. anyhow. he comes to settle down across from where greed's sitting, still curiously watching. ] Do all of you have certain jobs here that you do, or is it just a mix?
[rude. but regardless greed continues to work even when gu yun has a seat in front of them.]
Simple does suit some people better. [ah well.] We don't necessarily have to do anything, but some of us have taken it upon ourselves to do tasks we're accustomed to.
Greed! I can't believe you're calling me simple. Some men just are meant to eat dirt in the battlefield, ah? You sound like my second in command.[ he clearly is not even REMOTELY offended. ]
I suppose that makes sense. [ ... ah, that does remind him, though. there's a reason why he's here! gu yun sits back and starts digging about in the pockets of his silks. ] Well, if I'm simple, you are certainly clever, so, maybe you can help me figure out which of the Avatars this might belong to.
[ and with that, he will set something wrapped in a bit of silk down on the table, and unwrap the samurai figurine THAT I KNOW NOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE. ]
Nonsense. I would never be anyone's second. [is...is that a joke? it's entirely possible but it's hard to see when nobody can see their face! all the while, they're working on their documents but when gu yun sets the figure on their desk they look up.
they pause.
there's an awkward silence that follows.]
...ah. Well. I can assure you that if you leave it with me it will be returned to the correct Avatar.
[ DID GREED JUST TELL A JOKE? he looks thrilled by this.
and, you know, a normal person would probably take that as a sign, and drop that conversation with that. after all, it's such a nice request! gu yun, however, believes there is never enough chaos in the world, so he props his chin in his hand and looks at them. ]
Is that alright? Wrath was only able to give me a hint about it, when I asked her.
[ he's completely aware that he has just made a correct guess, yeah ]
Well, if I could help the top of the chain of command find his lost item - I mean, move it through the ranks, then surely, this humble Gu Yun is happy to have been of service.
bursts out laughing, honestly, not even remotely bothered. greed is funny!! ] Ha! You're welcome. To each their own, in terms of sentimentality - I'm glad that I could get it to the proper owner, at least.
[ television show..... no he can put context clues together so. sounds like a movie. ]
The gift part’s what’s important, isn’t it? Not so much what it is. [ it reminds him of seeing his old iron shoulder guards at the top of chang geng’a bed. maybe not his best idea for a gift.... but one that had been touchingly meaningful all the same. ]
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w3 monday
You may enter the library, the further table from the entrance.
[and should gu yun actually do that, he will find that a.) greed is at a table with a handful of books and documents and b.) there's a pomeranian on his desk that seems to be occupying itself with a chewtoy.]
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What are you working on? Good afternoon.
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Good afternoon. Our case files are beginning to grow sloppy, so I'm reorganizing them.
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This sort of efficiency's the kind of thing a service exam student would swoon over. [ seriously... gu yun never took it himself, but his best friend is a big huge nerd. so. ] You're really familiar with this kind of work, aren't you? Trials and the like.
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[i.e. literally no one told greed to do this, they're doing it for themselves.]
I suppose you could consider it a job of mine.
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he winces a little at their 'performance', because, yeah. oof. ] This is part of why I never sought a career in politics. Being a soldier is much simpler.
[ sure, that's the reason. anyhow. he comes to settle down across from where greed's sitting, still curiously watching. ] Do all of you have certain jobs here that you do, or is it just a mix?
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Simple does suit some people better. [ah well.] We don't necessarily have to do anything, but some of us have taken it upon ourselves to do tasks we're accustomed to.
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Greed! I can't believe you're calling me simple. Some men just are meant to eat dirt in the battlefield, ah? You sound like my second in command.[ he clearly is not even REMOTELY offended. ]
I suppose that makes sense. [ ... ah, that does remind him, though. there's a reason why he's here! gu yun sits back and starts digging about in the pockets of his silks. ] Well, if I'm simple, you are certainly clever, so, maybe you can help me figure out which of the Avatars this might belong to.
[ and with that, he will set something wrapped in a bit of silk down on the table, and unwrap the samurai figurine THAT I KNOW NOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE. ]
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they pause.
there's an awkward silence that follows.]
...ah. Well. I can assure you that if you leave it with me it will be returned to the correct Avatar.
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and, you know, a normal person would probably take that as a sign, and drop that conversation with that. after all, it's such a nice request! gu yun, however, believes there is never enough chaos in the world, so he props his chin in his hand and looks at them. ]
Is that alright? Wrath was only able to give me a hint about it, when I asked her.
[ he's completely aware that he has just made a correct guess, yeah ]
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I do have a bit more authority than Wrath in these manners, I'll have you know.
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Oh...? I thought you all didn't have to do tasks if you didn't want to...? I wasn't aware there was a chain of command...
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[they sound very convincing given they are using a clawed finger to hook into the figurine and start dragging it closer to them.]
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Well, if I could help the top of the chain of command find his lost item - I mean, move it through the ranks, then surely, this humble Gu Yun is happy to have been of service.
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winks. ]
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...I suppose a thank you is in order for returning it.
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[ he'll be good and not pick on you anymore, greed, though he does prop his cheek in his hand again. ]
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[...yeah they are the avatar of greed and also they assume gy is mocking them, so no actual reward for gy.]
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bursts out laughing, honestly, not even remotely bothered. greed is funny!! ] Ha! You're welcome. To each their own, in terms of sentimentality - I'm glad that I could get it to the proper owner, at least.
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Yes. [a beat.] It isn't a sentimentality, however. Don't be mistaken.
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Can I ask what the figure is, then? I'm quite curious.
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It's...simply a figure from a television show I've seen a few times. It was a gift.
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The gift part’s what’s important, isn’t it? Not so much what it is. [ it reminds him of seeing his old iron shoulder guards at the top of chang geng’a bed. maybe not his best idea for a gift.... but one that had been touchingly meaningful all the same. ]
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[...and also...they wanted it...]
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immediately thinks of his new vocabulary word.
....tsundere..... ]
Well, you don't seem the rude type, for certain.
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