[ he notices that hood but thats ok, for now. being scooted, he goes along with, and eventually just drops down, hooking his arm around lup to bring her down, too, and declares: ] What an absolutely miserable week this is going to be.
[ ugh.
every part of it sucks, and a lot of it is for more than this kindness thing, too. ]
Mm. [ we love the space heater thing, yeah. he's scooting in a little closer to it, thanks, and hooking an arm around her. ] A bit annoyed by the archer with poor aim who targeted about this week, and how very little I can seem to do about it.
[ "a bit" he's annoyed leave molly alone (and also white i guess). he's also about a week out from being blind again which never puts him in a great mood but that's fine.
not bringing that up! gu yun tilts his head back a little, eying the hood. ] Are you okay?
[ he sure is! never takes it off, actually. it's tucked in the back of his hair, in a little braid yuri did for him earlier in the day, but he tilts his head down a bit to let her have access to it if she wants.
he reaches away with one hand, in the meantime, feeling around for the edge of the covers. it's not for long - just enough to find whatever they're not laying on - before he picks it up and tosses it over both of their heads in a fwoosh of fabric, and once the silk settles - ] There.
[she seems like she's relieved to find it, at the very least.
as for the covers, it makes her laugh! she tugs her hood back enough just a little so she can lean up to press a kiss to his jaw. he'll see a bit of her hair, pooling out liquid.]
Wow, so much extra. Very wow. Much impressive. [she's so out of whack that she's using old memes, help]
[ the light from her hair illuminates the inside of their little blanket cave; he glances down, the sight familiar now, but doesn't spend too long staring. instead, he just catches his hand against the back of her head and pulls her in to his neck with a chirped-- ] Thanks! I thought so too.
[ no he didn't he's full of shit. hush you
he can't help you with your ancient memes. ] Sometimes, you say things that make absolutely no sense to me, you know. It's a foreign language on top of a foreign language. "Very wow."
Oh, boy, if I had a gold piece for every time I heard that, I'd be richer than god. [she laughs, tangling their legs together.] It's, uh. I've been to a lot of places. I picked up a lot of slang, spending a year in a different worlds for a hundred years.
he shifts up a bit to tilt his head against the very top of the hood, imagining what that might be like for a little while. a hundred years - a likely number he'll never see. ]
What was the strangest one you saw? World, that is. Or slang, I suppose.
[ or terrible? he's not really sure. he also doesn't know what a hamster ball is but he can kind of put two and two together and he's not going to make himself look dumb by asking, so.
there's a hum. ] When this is all said and done, you ought to come visit Great Liang, if you can move from world to world. No hamster ball required.
[ an agreeing noise, soft. after the kiss, he tips his head down to look at her the best he can, folding his arm under his head to prop it up. his expression's gentle, and... it's a little odd, to look into the hood, but he knows what lup looks like underneath.
... this place really is a peach blossom spring. when he leaves, when it ends, is it ever going to be possible to be like this again? simple? indulgent? if he gets his desires, if great liang finds its way to a place of permanent peace and harmony...
gu yun sets those thoughts aside, for now. he's never let himself daydream. he can't, even now. ]
...Come at New Year's. I'll take you up on a Red Kite. [ a little more jokingly; ] Hopefully, there won't be a tiger mauling, this time.
[she'll push her hood back just a little, enough for him to see her face. she trusts him, and - she can't be self conscious. she never has been before.]
Tiger mauling, what? [she asks, falling right into that teasing joking tone. it's easier than saying what she feels.]
[ ah, there she is. after a moment, he lifts his hand, and reaches up to run his fingers through her hair, the motion steady and slow. it's.. in the dark like this, even with his vision waning, lup's easy to see. it's nice.
he huffs a little laugh to that, though. ]
Mmm. During a circus. Last week is the second time I've seen a clown killed. [ BAD ]
There was a Western spy mixed into the crowd at the Yunmeng Pavilion where the circus act was being performed as a part of celebrations for the Lunar New Year. They had a tiger jumping through hoops, and the majority of the capital, rich and poor, was there to watch it, myself included.
It's custom for people to throw gold pieces down onto the side of the pavilion during the performance for the performers when it's well deserved. The spy mixed in with that group, and threw an unbelievable amount of expensive gold leaf directly from the upper deck into the performance area. The tiger was already riled up, and it set the thing off, so it ripped the arm off of its handler, killed a clown, and all hell broke loose.
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[ he's so tired
childe is genuinely his friend unfortunately looks at all of this but also,
why, ] I had to be kind to him. [ he's just still holding onto lup forever now goodbye ]
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[she just koala clings to him and scoots them along over to the bed, just to lay down. hood still up.]
I just, uh, ignored him entirely! So that's fun.
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[ ugh.
every part of it sucks, and a lot of it is for more than this kindness thing, too. ]
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I wish I could change it. [she sighs, tucking herself neatly against his side.] You okay?
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[ "a bit" he's annoyed leave molly alone (and also white i guess). he's also about a week out from being blind again which never puts him in a great mood but that's fine.
not bringing that up! gu yun tilts his head back a little, eying the hood. ] Are you okay?
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Lust was telling me about that. [... as for the other part:] And yes. Definitely fine.
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stop wait he has to chase both of those answers down. the second is more important, though he closes his eyes anyway. ]
Any reason for the hood?
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... My hair won't go back to normal. [she says, quietly.]
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.... ]
When did it start, this morning...?
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[she curls up like a dumb pillbug against his side.] I woke up and it was like this.
You don't need to worry about it, you have, uh, so much going on.
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there's a second, before he curls over her a little further, arm wrapping around her back. ] What can I do to help?
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Just be here for a while, I guess. [she sighs.] Hide with me.
[is he wearing his peach blossom pin, because she's going to gently adjust it.]
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he reaches away with one hand, in the meantime, feeling around for the edge of the covers. it's not for long - just enough to find whatever they're not laying on - before he picks it up and tosses it over both of their heads in a fwoosh of fabric, and once the silk settles - ] There.
Extra cover.
[ now they're both hiding. ]
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as for the covers, it makes her laugh! she tugs her hood back enough just a little so she can lean up to press a kiss to his jaw. he'll see a bit of her hair, pooling out liquid.]
Wow, so much extra. Very wow. Much impressive. [she's so out of whack that she's using old memes, help]
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[ no he didn't he's full of shit. hush you
he can't help you with your ancient memes. ] Sometimes, you say things that make absolutely no sense to me, you know. It's a foreign language on top of a foreign language. "Very wow."
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Oh, boy, if I had a gold piece for every time I heard that, I'd be richer than god. [she laughs, tangling their legs together.] It's, uh. I've been to a lot of places. I picked up a lot of slang, spending a year in a different worlds for a hundred years.
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[ a hundred years, a hundred worlds...
he shifts up a bit to tilt his head against the very top of the hood, imagining what that might be like for a little while. a hundred years - a likely number he'll never see. ]
What was the strangest one you saw? World, that is. Or slang, I suppose.
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The hamster ball one was pretty weird.
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The what?
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The hamster -- there was this whole huge world with hamsters and we traveled everywhere by hamster ball. It was great. And weird.
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[ or terrible? he's not really sure. he also doesn't know what a hamster ball is but he can kind of put two and two together and he's not going to make himself look dumb by asking, so.
there's a hum. ] When this is all said and done, you ought to come visit Great Liang, if you can move from world to world. No hamster ball required.
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... Yeah? [she leans up to press a kiss to his jaw.] I'd like that.
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[ an agreeing noise, soft. after the kiss, he tips his head down to look at her the best he can, folding his arm under his head to prop it up. his expression's gentle, and... it's a little odd, to look into the hood, but he knows what lup looks like underneath.
... this place really is a peach blossom spring. when he leaves, when it ends, is it ever going to be possible to be like this again? simple? indulgent? if he gets his desires, if great liang finds its way to a place of permanent peace and harmony...
gu yun sets those thoughts aside, for now. he's never let himself daydream. he can't, even now. ]
...Come at New Year's. I'll take you up on a Red Kite. [ a little more jokingly; ] Hopefully, there won't be a tiger mauling, this time.
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Tiger mauling, what? [she asks, falling right into that teasing joking tone. it's easier than saying what she feels.]
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he huffs a little laugh to that, though. ]
Mmm. During a circus. Last week is the second time I've seen a clown killed. [ BAD ]
There was a Western spy mixed into the crowd at the Yunmeng Pavilion where the circus act was being performed as a part of celebrations for the Lunar New Year. They had a tiger jumping through hoops, and the majority of the capital, rich and poor, was there to watch it, myself included.
It's custom for people to throw gold pieces down onto the side of the pavilion during the performance for the performers when it's well deserved. The spy mixed in with that group, and threw an unbelievable amount of expensive gold leaf directly from the upper deck into the performance area. The tiger was already riled up, and it set the thing off, so it ripped the arm off of its handler, killed a clown, and all hell broke loose.
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