If I pretend that I'm doing absolutely terribly, and that I'm just miserable, Perhaps you'll come down and see me? Wipe away my tears? Hold my hand? Remind me that I am still very attractive? Haha.
Xiaohei did? Did it come find you, are you hurt? Don't put yourself in danger recklessly Seems we've infuriated it - every encounter we have with it with those glasses has made it angrier and angrier and I doubt it's going to be any different as we continue along.
[when he gets there, she's - well. she's there! she's leaning against the wall, like she usually does on fridays, except... she doesn't look like she normally does.
instead, she looks like this, lava slowly dripping from her eyes and mouth. and she's frowning down at her phone, which is starting to warp a little from the heat. she drops it, just staring down at it on the floor.]
gu yun rounds the corner about a second later, walking with a purpose, and - when he hears the clatter and looks, he stops in his tracks. for a moment, perfect, utter surprise registers across his face, eyes wide, and then - ]
-- Lup. [ it clouds over to something like fury, and then flickers out to concern, instead, as he crosses the space between them in a second, picking up the warped phone in a quick movement and stopping just a hand's reach away.
... this is the second time now, his actions have been the one to cause something like this, intentional or otherwise. that anger is still there, flickering behind liuli glass, but a much rawer worry is clearer, brows knitted together, as he just - tries to figure out what to do with his hands, or with this, or with anything at all. ]
the fire of her hair roars, just for a second, and then dims back down. she's looking at him, though it's hard to tell in the same way that it's hard to tell when molly is looking at someone.]
It's okay. [she says, after a moment.] I don't want you to get burned.
I don't know if it's going to fade, this time. It doesn't matter. It isn't - it isn't the worst thing.
[ THE FUCK IT DOESN'T? he's just sort of stunned for the moment, holding this stupid phone, trying to shove down one of the fourteen different emotions the sheer sight of this is bringing up - anger at the creature, and concern, and anxiety that gnaws up his stomach and turns it into knots. (gu yun is never the one on this side, standing here uninjured, unbothered, watching someone important to him having gone through an unbelievable amount of pain.)
he takes a deep breath and exhales it, harshly through his nose, hand curling tight around that phone because he doesn't have anything else to anchor himself to. ]
[she just... slowly sinks down to sit, and coughs. lava drips from her mouth, splattering on the floor.]
... Talk to me? [he's close up now, he's looking, and she's - trembling, like she's trying to keep something back, something down.] I'm angry. I need to - to not be angry.
[ ohhh he hate hate hate HATES this. okay. okay. trying to stay calm, the storm on his face just ever present and dark, gu yun makes his way over to sit down. he's close enough that he can feel the heat coming off of lup in waves, but doesn't flinch or step back from it, reaching up to pull his dark hair into a ponytail and off of the back of his neck. ]
... Alright. [ there's really not much else he can do, is there? how vexing, how frustrating. if there's one thing gu yun is really good at, though, it's running his mouth. he's quiet for a moment, chewing it over, trying to decide what to say and tapping his fingers against the side of the warped phone.
and, eventually, settles on this, on something he knows is so, so utterly important to lup - on family. on the tiny bit of family he has left. ] ... Have I told you much about Chang Geng? My ward.
Not - not a lot. I saw him in your memory. [family. she's scared to touch anything, but she thinks about her brother's hat, safely tucked away. her eyes close.] Tell me about him.
He's fifteen, now. [ there's a little bit of fondness that starts to bleed into his voice as he talks, fingers still drumming against the phone. ] When we first met, I was pretending to be someone I wasn't - the emperor had tasked me with finding Chang Geng and bringing him back home to the capitol, but I had to do so without arousing suspicion as to who I was.
When he first met me, it was when I was 'Shen Shiliu' - the no good, lazy, half-blind, half-death little brother to Yanhui Town's teacher Shen, my second in command. That poor child - he's very serious, and worries more than you would ever believe, and I must have given him a thousand gray hairs, as he had to try and take care of me, since I was his yifu. He must be a thousand times more grown than me, as if he is the parent.
The emperor declared me his guardian officially, but I was already calling myself such when we were in Yanhui. [ a soft huff, and, a little more -- there's a hint of vulnerability to it, even. ] Parenting is really difficult - I don't think I have much of a knack for it, Lup.
Even still, that child - he's been through a lot. His mother was cruel to him, and I ended up caring for him more than she really did, but Ji Ping - ah. My second in command. He's got a better hand for it than I do. I'm busy, and constantly have to be out at the battlefield. Sometimes, I think he resents me, but, he's just a teenager, and...
[ there's a pause, here. gu yun looks at lup, covered in lava and transformed like that, and feels the twist of anxiety he'd felt, over and over, that care. the way he felt receiving that letter, all those months ago. ]
...We're the only family that we have, though. Just he and I.
there's a brief moment where he holds still, and then shakes his head, coming over. he doesn't sit as close to lup as he might normally, but leans against the wall. just close enough. ]
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It’s not much better down here.
How are you?
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i'm ok
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It's what I would do.
If I pretend that I'm doing absolutely terribly, and that I'm just miserable,
Perhaps you'll come down and see me?
Wipe away my tears? Hold my hand? Remind me that I am still very attractive? Haha.
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well when you put it like that i guess i can't really refuse huh
i don't want you to be sad
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left you on read
sorry
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anyway its not like he's been secretly worried about this for hours ]
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I'm just glad to hear from you. Are you alright?
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another pause, and then:]
it didnt like me helping
doesnt matter
going to do it anyway
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Xiaohei did? Did it come find you, are you hurt? Don't put yourself in danger recklessly
Seems we've infuriated it - every encounter we have with it with those glasses has made it angrier and angrier and I doubt it's going to be any different as we continue along.
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hurt necessarily
typign hard
elevator?
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[ hATE THAT
yeah he's pretty much booking it to the elevator, there's not even time to give a better answer than that goodbye ]
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instead, she looks like this, lava slowly dripping from her eyes and mouth. and she's frowning down at her phone, which is starting to warp a little from the heat. she drops it, just staring down at it on the floor.]
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gu yun rounds the corner about a second later, walking with a purpose, and - when he hears the clatter and looks, he stops in his tracks. for a moment, perfect, utter surprise registers across his face, eyes wide, and then - ]
-- Lup. [ it clouds over to something like fury, and then flickers out to concern, instead, as he crosses the space between them in a second, picking up the warped phone in a quick movement and stopping just a hand's reach away.
... this is the second time now, his actions have been the one to cause something like this, intentional or otherwise. that anger is still there, flickering behind liuli glass, but a much rawer worry is clearer, brows knitted together, as he just - tries to figure out what to do with his hands, or with this, or with anything at all. ]
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the fire of her hair roars, just for a second, and then dims back down. she's looking at him, though it's hard to tell in the same way that it's hard to tell when molly is looking at someone.]
It's okay. [she says, after a moment.] I don't want you to get burned.
I don't know if it's going to fade, this time. It doesn't matter. It isn't - it isn't the worst thing.
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[ THE FUCK IT DOESN'T? he's just sort of stunned for the moment, holding this stupid phone, trying to shove down one of the fourteen different emotions the sheer sight of this is bringing up - anger at the creature, and concern, and anxiety that gnaws up his stomach and turns it into knots. (gu yun is never the one on this side, standing here uninjured, unbothered, watching someone important to him having gone through an unbelievable amount of pain.)
he takes a deep breath and exhales it, harshly through his nose, hand curling tight around that phone because he doesn't have anything else to anchor himself to. ]
... Can I help? Is there anything I can do?
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... Talk to me? [he's close up now, he's looking, and she's - trembling, like she's trying to keep something back, something down.] I'm angry. I need to - to not be angry.
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... Alright. [ there's really not much else he can do, is there? how vexing, how frustrating. if there's one thing gu yun is really good at, though, it's running his mouth. he's quiet for a moment, chewing it over, trying to decide what to say and tapping his fingers against the side of the warped phone.
and, eventually, settles on this, on something he knows is so, so utterly important to lup - on family. on the tiny bit of family he has left. ] ... Have I told you much about Chang Geng? My ward.
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Not - not a lot. I saw him in your memory. [family. she's scared to touch anything, but she thinks about her brother's hat, safely tucked away. her eyes close.] Tell me about him.
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When he first met me, it was when I was 'Shen Shiliu' - the no good, lazy, half-blind, half-death little brother to Yanhui Town's teacher Shen, my second in command. That poor child - he's very serious, and worries more than you would ever believe, and I must have given him a thousand gray hairs, as he had to try and take care of me, since I was his yifu. He must be a thousand times more grown than me, as if he is the parent.
[ gu yun's kind of silly, after all. ]
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Yifu?
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[ daddy ]
The emperor declared me his guardian officially, but I was already calling myself such when we were in Yanhui. [ a soft huff, and, a little more -- there's a hint of vulnerability to it, even. ] Parenting is really difficult - I don't think I have much of a knack for it, Lup.
Even still, that child - he's been through a lot. His mother was cruel to him, and I ended up caring for him more than she really did, but Ji Ping - ah. My second in command. He's got a better hand for it than I do. I'm busy, and constantly have to be out at the battlefield. Sometimes, I think he resents me, but, he's just a teenager, and...
[ there's a pause, here. gu yun looks at lup, covered in lava and transformed like that, and feels the twist of anxiety he'd felt, over and over, that care. the way he felt receiving that letter, all those months ago. ]
...We're the only family that we have, though. Just he and I.
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I uh, I don't think I'd make a good parent either. If it helps. [...] Even if he... acts like it, I'm sure you're important.
Like Taako. [she says, a little more distantly.] Like Taako.
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there's a brief moment where he holds still, and then shakes his head, coming over. he doesn't sit as close to lup as he might normally, but leans against the wall. just close enough. ]
Tell me about your brother.
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