[ this is absolutely a pajamas talk, yeah. gu yun nudges out of his boots so he doesn't get any sand anywhere, but otherwise just shifts to sit on the bed, watching lup as she makes her way across the room to go change.
seven months...six weeks with them, then. ]
... I went to do a little investigating, earlier, and I believe I saw a memory of yours. You'd been here for three months, then, and it felt - rather like this now. [ like the indulgence center. like she was a participant, considering what all was being talked about. death threats. ] What happened, that brought you from there to where you are now?
[ scooting over a bit to make room on the bed! but. ]
You were talking to a girl with bushy brown hair. [ he makes a gesture roughly, at her height and also her hair. ] That you all had lost track of time - and about someone named Fenris, who made a death threat against you.
[ lup will feel his immense displeasure at that pretty much immediately, a fierce sort of protectiveness. ]
Ah, yeah. [...] Hermione. The girl's name. [a little wave of wobbly sadness, grief.] Uh, Fenris mostly - we were all there for so long and he just did not like me. I pushed him a bit too hard once or twice and he just figured I'd be an acceptable uh, target.
It wasn't like this, back then. Your set up? We didn't have any of that. It was way more lawless.
[i can't remember if i've described how weird her hair feels, but. it's a silky, almost liquid texture. she still seems to enjoy it, though.]
Like uh, no Thursday night kills, for one. People just decided things were taking too long and tried to murder each other. Sometimes they got caught by other people, sometimes they didn't. Sometimes we didn't even find a body until a week later.
... You know, I just found this out recently. Fenris was going to kill me. He asked Despair to help him.
[ yes because he likes playing with it! even if it's lava, it feels nice, particularly to his already sensitive sense of touch, so. stroking through it and watching it move around his fingers is a nice metric as he thinks about the circumstances. no real emotional reaction besides the furrowing of his brow, but.
... then there's that flash of displeasure again. gu yun dislikes this person on principle actually. ]
That plan wasn't successful. [ his tone's a little sour, there, sharp with sarcasm. it better not have been!!!!! ]
[something feels nice and safe inside her, when she feels that displeasure.]
Hah. No, Despair agreed to help, and then shot him when his back was turned. [a little wave of fondness? or rather, gratitude, maybe. it's a complex feeling. she's very fond of despair.]
[ serves whoever this person is right. there's a little bit of returned gratitude, there, and... not quite relief. satisfaction, maybe. fucker. ]
There were thirty-something names on that list, that people saw in the security room. Were those people all there with you? And this sort of lawlessness went on for three months and longer...?
[lmfskdf him being so pissed about it makes her laugh a little.]
... Yeah. It wasn't lawless until then, you know? We all sort of got along and did our own thing, indulged or whatever, but like I said. It was taking too long. And eventually people got sick of waiting.
[ hmmm... he can picture that. it reminds of him something wrath said near the beginning, when they first met - the same people over and over gets boring. ]
[ if he were just a little more sensitive, he might slow down - say something like 'it's alright, take your time'. tragically, gu yun is not so here we are. ]
Mmn. So it would be. [ ... ] Was it? What happened? [ he's thinking of the possibilities, but - there's not much point in spiraling off onto tangents. ]
there's a beat - she'll feel his own worry and anxiety in response, a surprisingly emotional first blush before he pushes it back down-- and he reaches to find her hand, sliding his fingers through hers. ]
That's alright - then we won't. [ for now, he'll put those emotions to the side. questions to come to understand later, on his own, it seems. gu yun's not a complete idiot, thankfully. ]
Let's focus on the goal, instead. Indulging is the key to get you all home, too, right?
[there's a sense of relief, there. she's nervous, which is accompanied by a strong sense of distaste - she hates being nervous, she hates being scared. she's never scared, but here... well.
she holds his hand tightly in her own gloved one, warm and steady.]
But that's what you all have been doing this whole time.
[ and yet..
still, with this huge group of people again, you would think maybe it would set things in motion. ] Suppose we can't just kill the beast and call it a day.
[ that would be easy!
i forgot something. he glances down at her gloved hand, for a moment. ] ... There are consequences to that too, though.
[ and reaches over with his free hand to gently touch the edge of the glove at her elbow. ] May I?
[there's a big red X in her feelings at that first part, very much no, when he talks about killing the beast.
... as for the rest, well. another wave of nerves, and then she sighs and very hesitantly hands him her arm. he can take the glove off, even if she jitters while he does it.]
no, it's... basically this from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. molten lava cooled down, essentially. it travels up along to her hands, though it doesn't reach her palms. there are sections of the raised part that look like they've been ripped off like scabs, leaving a nasty lava sort of burn behind.]
[ oh. this isn't completely unfamiliar - her forehead was like this once. gu yun sets the glove aside, and gently runs his thumb against one of the raised sections. he's careful to avoid the burn for the moment, though. ]
Does it hurt?
[ his emotions are... steady, at first. there's no rejection or revulsion or anything, just... a quiet sense of recognition, and concern, too. ]
[ lup will feel the flicker of emotions as she says so - there's an anger there, quiet and low, though it's not directed at her. there's something about being laid bare like this that's entirely too private, and it reveals a lot about the kind of person gu yun is. underneath that iron, steadfast surface, his heart is as big as can be, the only part of him that hasn't been cast in blackened iron.
he's quiet for a moment, brushing his thumb over the spot. ]
...It reminds me of my armor, a bit. [ carefully, avoiding any scabbed off and burnt parts. ] As black as night, protecting the energy that flows through it, and the person within.
[ but armor comes off, he thinks, and doesn't say it. even if his rarely does.
after a moment, he lifts her arm, and presses a kiss to her knuckles, blackened or otherwise. another, to her wrist, pressing a kiss in a similar manner. his emotions are turbulent, for the moment - worry, but affection and care, some of that anger from before, though it's simmering, now, more background. ]
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seven months...six weeks with them, then. ]
... I went to do a little investigating, earlier, and I believe I saw a memory of yours. You'd been here for three months, then, and it felt - rather like this now. [ like the indulgence center. like she was a participant, considering what all was being talked about. death threats. ] What happened, that brought you from there to where you are now?
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[she says, pulling her hoodie on.] It wasn't exactly like this. [...] I don't want you to talk about this to other people. Can you promise me that?
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[ which is something that means the world to him, if his desires here are any indication. ] I won't tell a soul.
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You were talking to a girl with bushy brown hair. [ he makes a gesture roughly, at her height and also her hair. ] That you all had lost track of time - and about someone named Fenris, who made a death threat against you.
[ lup will feel his immense displeasure at that pretty much immediately, a fierce sort of protectiveness. ]
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Ah, yeah. [...] Hermione. The girl's name. [a little wave of wobbly sadness, grief.] Uh, Fenris mostly - we were all there for so long and he just did not like me. I pushed him a bit too hard once or twice and he just figured I'd be an acceptable uh, target.
It wasn't like this, back then. Your set up? We didn't have any of that. It was way more lawless.
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as lup gets comfy, he reaches over to run his fingers through her hair, just because it's close by. ]
How so? [ he can sort of get a picture, but. there's still that nagging feeling of dislike fuck this guy in particular, but as an emotion. ]
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Like uh, no Thursday night kills, for one. People just decided things were taking too long and tried to murder each other. Sometimes they got caught by other people, sometimes they didn't. Sometimes we didn't even find a body until a week later.
... You know, I just found this out recently. Fenris was going to kill me. He asked Despair to help him.
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... then there's that flash of displeasure again. gu yun dislikes this person on principle actually. ]
That plan wasn't successful. [ his tone's a little sour, there, sharp with sarcasm. it better not have been!!!!! ]
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Hah. No, Despair agreed to help, and then shot him when his back was turned. [a little wave of fondness? or rather, gratitude, maybe. it's a complex feeling. she's very fond of despair.]
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[ serves whoever this person is right. there's a little bit of returned gratitude, there, and... not quite relief. satisfaction, maybe. fucker. ]
There were thirty-something names on that list, that people saw in the security room. Were those people all there with you? And this sort of lawlessness went on for three months and longer...?
[ we only have nineteen rn that seems wild ]
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... Yeah. It wasn't lawless until then, you know? We all sort of got along and did our own thing, indulged or whatever, but like I said. It was taking too long. And eventually people got sick of waiting.
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Were the eight of you the last ones left?
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Uh, yeah. That'd be the natural conclusion, wouldn't it.
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Mmn. So it would be. [ ... ] Was it? What happened? [ he's thinking of the possibilities, but - there's not much point in spiraling off onto tangents. ]
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I don't want to talk about it. [she says, looking away.]
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there's a beat - she'll feel his own worry and anxiety in response, a surprisingly emotional first blush before he pushes it back down-- and he reaches to find her hand, sliding his fingers through hers. ]
That's alright - then we won't. [ for now, he'll put those emotions to the side. questions to come to understand later, on his own, it seems. gu yun's not a complete idiot, thankfully. ]
Let's focus on the goal, instead. Indulging is the key to get you all home, too, right?
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she holds his hand tightly in her own gloved one, warm and steady.]
It's supposed to be.
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[ and yet..
still, with this huge group of people again, you would think maybe it would set things in motion. ] Suppose we can't just kill the beast and call it a day.
[ that would be easy!
i forgot something. he glances down at her gloved hand, for a moment. ] ... There are consequences to that too, though.
[ and reaches over with his free hand to gently touch the edge of the glove at her elbow. ] May I?
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[there's a big red X in her feelings at that first part, very much no, when he talks about killing the beast.
... as for the rest, well. another wave of nerves, and then she sighs and very hesitantly hands him her arm. he can take the glove off, even if she jitters while he does it.]
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its more outside bones! no ]
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no, it's... basically this from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. molten lava cooled down, essentially. it travels up along to her hands, though it doesn't reach her palms. there are sections of the raised part that look like they've been ripped off like scabs, leaving a nasty lava sort of burn behind.]
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Does it hurt?
[ his emotions are... steady, at first. there's no rejection or revulsion or anything, just... a quiet sense of recognition, and concern, too. ]
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[her voice skips, just a little.]
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he's quiet for a moment, brushing his thumb over the spot. ]
...It reminds me of my armor, a bit. [ carefully, avoiding any scabbed off and burnt parts. ] As black as night, protecting the energy that flows through it, and the person within.
[ but armor comes off, he thinks, and doesn't say it. even if his rarely does.
after a moment, he lifts her arm, and presses a kiss to her knuckles, blackened or otherwise. another, to her wrist, pressing a kiss in a similar manner. his emotions are turbulent, for the moment - worry, but affection and care, some of that anger from before, though it's simmering, now, more background. ]
... You... even like this, you're still you, Lup.
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