[ continued
anyway time to find somewhere quieter to chat. they're both still in these stupid ariana grande outfits. it's fine. gu yun drops into a chair in the (spins wheel) common room. ]
It's my turn to ask. Where are you from, exactly?
anyway time to find somewhere quieter to chat. they're both still in these stupid ariana grande outfits. it's fine. gu yun drops into a chair in the (spins wheel) common room. ]
It's my turn to ask. Where are you from, exactly?
[I hate this so much
AT LEAST HIS FOX EARS ARE CUTER THAN HIS STUPID FATUI MASK. Also Gu Yun can see the Lust tattoo on his hand because he isn't wearing his gloves. I hate this.]
Broadly, Teyvat. [If Gu Yun doesn't know Liyue, then he won't know Snezhnaya, that's for sure.] I've never heard of Great Liang. The way you spoke was familiar, but not exactly so.
[Granted, he certainly doesn't speak perfect Liyuese, but he knows enough.]
Who's your Archon?
AT LEAST HIS FOX EARS ARE CUTER THAN HIS STUPID FATUI MASK. Also Gu Yun can see the Lust tattoo on his hand because he isn't wearing his gloves. I hate this.]
Broadly, Teyvat. [If Gu Yun doesn't know Liyue, then he won't know Snezhnaya, that's for sure.] I've never heard of Great Liang. The way you spoke was familiar, but not exactly so.
[Granted, he certainly doesn't speak perfect Liyuese, but he knows enough.]
Who's your Archon?
Edited 2021-02-06 04:16 (UTC)
(dana voice) the INEVITABILITY of gu yun and childe fucking
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He's considering their argument (???) over who's in charge to be a stalemate
But he's flagging Gu Yun down anyway sometime in the evening! He is dressed in normal clothes, thank god. He also has at least one bruise under his jaw? I hate this. They can just go to his room!]
Any exciting discoveries on your end?
He's considering their argument (???) over who's in charge to be a stalemate
But he's flagging Gu Yun down anyway sometime in the evening! He is dressed in normal clothes, thank god. He also has at least one bruise under his jaw? I hate this. They can just go to his room!]
Any exciting discoveries on your end?
Doesn't seem hard.
[Lust is very chatty! Makes things a little easier. Also I am just handwaving that he figured out texting because I'm tired.]
Agreed to put their information with ours. Might've been planning to do that anyway. [Guess how much he trusts anything they said, especially in public? Haha!!!!] Useless weapons.
[Like. He took two foam dick swords. But what the hell kind of sparring is he supposed to do with that]
[Lust is very chatty! Makes things a little easier. Also I am just handwaving that he figured out texting because I'm tired.]
Agreed to put their information with ours. Might've been planning to do that anyway. [Guess how much he trusts anything they said, especially in public? Haha!!!!] Useless weapons.
[Like. He took two foam dick swords. But what the hell kind of sparring is he supposed to do with that]
[ well! here we are again. gu yun's sprawled out on his bed in the loft area - law's not around, so when childe comes in through the partially open door, he'll see gu yun's hand lazily wave him up to the loft. ]
Shut it behind you, if you please. And take your shoes off.
[ have some manners in his house! ]
Shut it behind you, if you please. And take your shoes off.
[ have some manners in his house! ]
[Oh, loft buddies. But here is Childe! He closes and locks the door, as requested, though he walks all the way up to the stairs before he takes his shoes off. What a butt.]
It's polite to come down and greet someone properly, you know.
It's polite to come down and greet someone properly, you know.
[There's no text reply, but it doesn't take long for Childe to arrive. He's mostly cleared of flower petals by now, though a couple still cling to him.]
Took them long enough.
[A week probably isn't that long, really, but considering he's been waiting for the other shoe to drop since they all got here, it's almost a relief for things to get moving.]
Took them long enough.
[A week probably isn't that long, really, but considering he's been waiting for the other shoe to drop since they all got here, it's almost a relief for things to get moving.]
[Once again, there's no reply; but eventually, late in the evening, Childe will make his way there. His arms are crossed as he walks, and there's that same sharp, thoughtful look on his face that he wore during their first conversation.
Is Gu Yun already here?]
Is Gu Yun already here?]
[Hahahhahaha kill me
Well.
This sure is their regularly scheduled business bang!!! Childe seems relatively normal, although his movements (like, in general, get your mind out of the gutter) seem a little tighter than usual, his general body language just a smidgen less relaxed than it normally is. Any questions or teasing about it will get soundly ignored because they're on the clock, tease him later!!
Later as in as soon as his shirt comes off because. Apart from some scratch marks (wow, unsurprising), those sure are some weird red marks he's got! Burns, perhaps? Almost like something extremely hot got spilled on him in a very purposeful manner.
HM.]
Well.
This sure is their regularly scheduled business bang!!! Childe seems relatively normal, although his movements (like, in general, get your mind out of the gutter) seem a little tighter than usual, his general body language just a smidgen less relaxed than it normally is. Any questions or teasing about it will get soundly ignored because they're on the clock, tease him later!!
Later as in as soon as his shirt comes off because. Apart from some scratch marks (wow, unsurprising), those sure are some weird red marks he's got! Burns, perhaps? Almost like something extremely hot got spilled on him in a very purposeful manner.
HM.]
[ the regular scheduled business bang is efficient, to be honest. last time it was gu yun's indulgence that got taken care of the most, so this time, because he is so kind and generous, he's helping childe out! (sure)
he's currently actually not stripping childe, because he can strip himself, and instead, gu yun's in the midst of getting the usual supplies. business as usual. he comes back up the stairs to the loft with lube in hand, robes half down around his waist, and -
pauses. ]
What the hell happened to you?
he's currently actually not stripping childe, because he can strip himself, and instead, gu yun's in the midst of getting the usual supplies. business as usual. he comes back up the stairs to the loft with lube in hand, robes half down around his waist, and -
pauses. ]
What the hell happened to you?
[At some point when they happen to be passing each other in a hallway, Childe will slip Gu Yun a very small, tightly folded scrap of torn paper without a single glance in his direction.
身体 = ???岁
♥♥♥
i.e., "Spoke to Lust about the room with the bodies. Not sure how long it's been here." Anything further than that will have to be spoken about in person, apparently, but Childe will be in Experimental Holding after about three hours.]
身体 = ???岁
♥♥♥
i.e., "Spoke to Lust about the room with the bodies. Not sure how long it's been here." Anything further than that will have to be spoken about in person, apparently, but Childe will be in Experimental Holding after about three hours.]
[ disgusting. he gets a text, an hour or so later. ]
one day seems like three years
[ so. three hours later. got it.
he makes his way to the holding room, popping open the door and pocketing his phone in his robes. hey where you at ] So?
one day seems like three years
[ so. three hours later. got it.
he makes his way to the holding room, popping open the door and pocketing his phone in his robes. hey where you at ] So?
Edited (cant read) 2021-02-19 02:25 (UTC)
[HELLO TO YOU TOO FOOL. Thanks for doing all the hard work while he mostly just sat around and looked like a slut]
They like pizza. If I'd left it in the common room, someone else would've eaten it, and I couldn't get into the kitchen yesterday. [He has NONE FAITH IN PEOPLE.] If I'd known they weren't going to take the whole thing with them, I would've given it to them in person.
They like pizza. If I'd left it in the common room, someone else would've eaten it, and I couldn't get into the kitchen yesterday. [He has NONE FAITH IN PEOPLE.] If I'd known they weren't going to take the whole thing with them, I would've given it to them in person.
[ haha
well! on the way out of the conference room, gu yun locks eyes with childe for less than a second and then heads out. it's a meaningful look, though, and he'll come to find him after changing his clothes so he's not covered in blood.
i dont know you can pick a location. doesn't matter. gu yun's all business, expression serious. ]
All of the parts of the body are working together, after all. [ unbelievable. they caught a fucking murderer with a throwaway vote. ]
well! on the way out of the conference room, gu yun locks eyes with childe for less than a second and then heads out. it's a meaningful look, though, and he'll come to find him after changing his clothes so he's not covered in blood.
i dont know you can pick a location. doesn't matter. gu yun's all business, expression serious. ]
All of the parts of the body are working together, after all. [ unbelievable. they caught a fucking murderer with a throwaway vote. ]
[Shi Qingxuan has about a thousand people waiting in the wings to help her, so yeah, after that quick glance, he's gone from watching the execution to give them all space to work.
He'll be in his room! Gu Yun can come inside. Take a breather.
He huffs out a dry laugh at that, though, moving to sit at the table.]
Head, ears, and hands are perfectly intact, I see.
He'll be in his room! Gu Yun can come inside. Take a breather.
He huffs out a dry laugh at that, though, moving to sit at the table.]
Head, ears, and hands are perfectly intact, I see.
[Well, now one (1) person knows about their secret business rendezvous, which changes--absolutely nothing, actually, because they are going to continue to just vaguely float around each other in public and at trials, wow. It's fine, though. Childe was the one to bring up her name that first weekend anyway; and even with (redacted)'s little gift at play, it didn't override his caution too much. It won't be a problem if people find out.
In any case, things haven't really changed because of that. This memory nonsense, on the other hand... that has the potential to make things a tad more inconvenient.
But skulking in the shadows isn't really Childe's style. He'd rather not destroy what he's been working to build, and there are things he'd much rather not talk about, but at the end of the day, he isn't the sort to run and hide.
So whether he's visiting Gu Yun for some reason, or he simply catches sight of him in the hallway, he doesn't falter, and he doesn't look away. Even though--]
In any case, things haven't really changed because of that. This memory nonsense, on the other hand... that has the potential to make things a tad more inconvenient.
But skulking in the shadows isn't really Childe's style. He'd rather not destroy what he's been working to build, and there are things he'd much rather not talk about, but at the end of the day, he isn't the sort to run and hide.
So whether he's visiting Gu Yun for some reason, or he simply catches sight of him in the hallway, he doesn't falter, and he doesn't look away. Even though--]
[The howls have never been this loud before.
The roaring of the bears is fading now, but his legs are burning, even as the winter winds cut through him, sharper than the shortsword in his small hand. And the wolves are close, getting closer, undeterred by weapon he'd brandished at them, untempted by the bread he'd left behind in the satchel he'd dropped--somewhere. He doesn't know where anymore. It all looks the same; just blinding white snow and dead trees. He can't even smell the sea anymore.
There's a whole pack of them after him, but he can't tell how many there are. He's been running for so long, and it's so cold. The snow is still falling, always falling, rapidly obscuring his panicked footprints, as if there was ever a chance he'd be able to follow them back home anyway. Father warned him about this, and mother, but he'd wanted... he'd just wanted...
The growls are louder now, but wolves tread softly in the snow, unlike frightened, desperate teenagers. He has no Vision, yet, only the instincts of a village boy, what's needed for life in a harsh land with a coldhearted Archon. His life has been dull, but mostly safe. He can't fight off a wolf pack by himself, especially not when they take him by surprise.
One catches him by the leg, and he screams, tumbling into the snow. The sword slips out of his hands, and he claws through the snow for it, but his hands are too stiff with cold to grasp it properly. So he leaves it, dredging up the last of his strength to kick back, as hard as he can. His blood mars the snow as he scrambles back to his feet, but he's unsteady, now. He won't make it far, if there's anything ahead of him besides endless snow anyway.
Still, he staggers to his feet, chest heaving with the pain. He backs up, shaking, but they're relentless, now. They have their prize.
They lunge again-- he stumbles back, and slips--
--falls--
--but he doesn't hit solid ground. He doesn't, really, ever land at all.
It's dark, when he comes to. But this is a darkness he's never experienced before. It's oppressive, unnatural. Humans don't belong here, he knows that much intrinsically. He can hear high-pitched, eerie laughter, and a distant ruffling, and lazy footsteps, but he can't even begin to fathom where they're coming from, let alone how near or far they are.
He's still so tired. So cold. He closes his eyes.
A glow approaches, then, along with new footsteps, more solid and steady than the ones elsewhere. They approach him, where he's... floating? Lying down? It must be lying down, because he's kicked, and not gently.
"A human? After all this time?" There's a whisper, but he can't tell where it comes from. "What's your name, boy?"
How is he supposed to answer?
"If you seek death, I won't bother to linger."
He isn't even sure if he's still breathing.
...But.
The people of Morepesok are stronger than this. An Adventurer would be stronger than this.
His father would be stronger than this.
So he cracks open his eyes to see a woman, a sword in her hand, watching him with an unfeeling expression. It takes energy he didn't know he still had, but he forces his lips to move. If he makes any sound, he can't hear it past the fog in his head. But the woman's cold eyes are still fixed on his face.
"Ajax?"
A beat. She watches him, and he'd swear the shadows behind her move, curling lazily around her.
Finally, she speaks again. "You can't survive here alone." There is nothing gentle about her tone, but he doesn't have it in himself to be offended. Not when he doesn't even know where he is.
He hears a distant, low, rumble. For a moment, he thinks it's thunder--but the way his body shudders involuntarily tells him it's nothing so familiar.
"Get up, and walk with me. If you can do that, perhaps I will aid you."
It sounds like an insurmountable request. He can still feel blood oozing from his injured leg, and his limbs are just as stiff as they were, hands scraped raw. Exhaustion and hunger have already begun to blanket him, and he hasn't even been away from home that long.
...But if he relents to that... doesn't that make him weak?
No. It can't mean that. Because weak men don't have dreams like his.
So he drags in a breath, and pushes himself up to his feet. His legs shake, but he looks at her, determined. She doesn't smile, but he wants to think there's something like approval in her eyes.
"Come with me."]
The roaring of the bears is fading now, but his legs are burning, even as the winter winds cut through him, sharper than the shortsword in his small hand. And the wolves are close, getting closer, undeterred by weapon he'd brandished at them, untempted by the bread he'd left behind in the satchel he'd dropped--somewhere. He doesn't know where anymore. It all looks the same; just blinding white snow and dead trees. He can't even smell the sea anymore.
There's a whole pack of them after him, but he can't tell how many there are. He's been running for so long, and it's so cold. The snow is still falling, always falling, rapidly obscuring his panicked footprints, as if there was ever a chance he'd be able to follow them back home anyway. Father warned him about this, and mother, but he'd wanted... he'd just wanted...
The growls are louder now, but wolves tread softly in the snow, unlike frightened, desperate teenagers. He has no Vision, yet, only the instincts of a village boy, what's needed for life in a harsh land with a coldhearted Archon. His life has been dull, but mostly safe. He can't fight off a wolf pack by himself, especially not when they take him by surprise.
One catches him by the leg, and he screams, tumbling into the snow. The sword slips out of his hands, and he claws through the snow for it, but his hands are too stiff with cold to grasp it properly. So he leaves it, dredging up the last of his strength to kick back, as hard as he can. His blood mars the snow as he scrambles back to his feet, but he's unsteady, now. He won't make it far, if there's anything ahead of him besides endless snow anyway.
Still, he staggers to his feet, chest heaving with the pain. He backs up, shaking, but they're relentless, now. They have their prize.
They lunge again-- he stumbles back, and slips--
--falls--
--but he doesn't hit solid ground. He doesn't, really, ever land at all.
It's dark, when he comes to. But this is a darkness he's never experienced before. It's oppressive, unnatural. Humans don't belong here, he knows that much intrinsically. He can hear high-pitched, eerie laughter, and a distant ruffling, and lazy footsteps, but he can't even begin to fathom where they're coming from, let alone how near or far they are.
He's still so tired. So cold. He closes his eyes.
A glow approaches, then, along with new footsteps, more solid and steady than the ones elsewhere. They approach him, where he's... floating? Lying down? It must be lying down, because he's kicked, and not gently.
"A human? After all this time?" There's a whisper, but he can't tell where it comes from. "What's your name, boy?"
How is he supposed to answer?
"If you seek death, I won't bother to linger."
He isn't even sure if he's still breathing.
...But.
The people of Morepesok are stronger than this. An Adventurer would be stronger than this.
His father would be stronger than this.
So he cracks open his eyes to see a woman, a sword in her hand, watching him with an unfeeling expression. It takes energy he didn't know he still had, but he forces his lips to move. If he makes any sound, he can't hear it past the fog in his head. But the woman's cold eyes are still fixed on his face.
"Ajax?"
A beat. She watches him, and he'd swear the shadows behind her move, curling lazily around her.
Finally, she speaks again. "You can't survive here alone." There is nothing gentle about her tone, but he doesn't have it in himself to be offended. Not when he doesn't even know where he is.
He hears a distant, low, rumble. For a moment, he thinks it's thunder--but the way his body shudders involuntarily tells him it's nothing so familiar.
"Get up, and walk with me. If you can do that, perhaps I will aid you."
It sounds like an insurmountable request. He can still feel blood oozing from his injured leg, and his limbs are just as stiff as they were, hands scraped raw. Exhaustion and hunger have already begun to blanket him, and he hasn't even been away from home that long.
...But if he relents to that... doesn't that make him weak?
No. It can't mean that. Because weak men don't have dreams like his.
So he drags in a breath, and pushes himself up to his feet. His legs shake, but he looks at her, determined. She doesn't smile, but he wants to think there's something like approval in her eyes.
"Come with me."]
[ this right here is why they're actually friends.
gu yun looks up at childe, then snorts. he flexes his fingers on his right hand, hooks them around the bottle's neck, testing his grip. ]
Please don't. [ his pride!!!!
but, he can at least pop the top off of it, so. seems safe. ] I suppose eliminating lunatics is one way to continue doing these stupid trials.
gu yun looks up at childe, then snorts. he flexes his fingers on his right hand, hooks them around the bottle's neck, testing his grip. ]
Please don't. [ his pride!!!!
but, he can at least pop the top off of it, so. seems safe. ] I suppose eliminating lunatics is one way to continue doing these stupid trials.
Edited 2021-02-28 03:11 (UTC)
[ gu yun is in a GREAT mood this wednesday. he got to bully so many people!!! did you know so many people are scorpios? it's great!!! also it's just been kind of a great week in general so far.
spotting childe in the hallway, giving him a weird look, he. raises an eyebrow? what. why are you looking at him like that. ] Don't tell me you're suddenly taking orders too, young master?
spotting childe in the hallway, giving him a weird look, he. raises an eyebrow? what. why are you looking at him like that. ] Don't tell me you're suddenly taking orders too, young master?
[Well that sure was a lot of big gay drama that Childe cannot relate to in any way, shape, or form
But he is coming to Gu Yun's room. He's also eating a bowl of ice cream. Gu Yun can't have any.]
Whose idea was it? [The medbay trap, though he doubts he has to specify.]
But he is coming to Gu Yun's room. He's also eating a bowl of ice cream. Gu Yun can't have any.]
Whose idea was it? [The medbay trap, though he doubts he has to specify.]
[ neither can he!
also that's fine gu yun doesn't want your disgusting sweet ice cream. pass. ]
Harrow's. They set it up while we were all in curfew, and very impressively - even I missed that something was afoot. [ harrow's so clever he's so proud. ]
also that's fine gu yun doesn't want your disgusting sweet ice cream. pass. ]
Harrow's. They set it up while we were all in curfew, and very impressively - even I missed that something was afoot. [ harrow's so clever he's so proud. ]
[ it's a normal monday. gu yun usually comes to check in with childe at the beginning of the week anyway - plans, exploration, all that jazz - and he hasn't really done much else this morning or seen anyone that would make things weird.
so, spotting childe, he lifts his head and a hand in greeting and then.
stops?
shuts his mouth.
and just keeps fucking walking right past him
goodbye ]
so, spotting childe, he lifts his head and a hand in greeting and then.
stops?
shuts his mouth.
and just keeps fucking walking right past him
goodbye ]
[I can't believe this is how Gu Yun finds out about the weekly curse
Hilariously, it's also going to be the way Childe finds out about it, because he's pretty nice to everyone except Gu Yun anyway. But that's a weird reaction, and weird reactions automatically mean Childe's turning on his heel to follow him.]
Good morning to you too, sir Marquis.
Hilariously, it's also going to be the way Childe finds out about it, because he's pretty nice to everyone except Gu Yun anyway. But that's a weird reaction, and weird reactions automatically mean Childe's turning on his heel to follow him.]
Good morning to you too, sir Marquis.
[Hello fellow stinky man. Childe is here with booze this time. I don't care what kind, you can pick.]
"Morale is good for the troops", was it?
[They sure seemed delighted to catch a killer this time around!!!
But he doesn't actually sound like he's needling, and not even because it's niceness week. He just sounds kind of tired.]
"Morale is good for the troops", was it?
[They sure seemed delighted to catch a killer this time around!!!
But he doesn't actually sound like he's needling, and not even because it's niceness week. He just sounds kind of tired.]
{ he's just vibing on the couch at the moment, having been bullied into behaving himself. eyes closed, content, with a big ass jar of rice wine on his chest? someone was very nice to him.
someone else's in the room though, so, he opens the eye behind his liuli glass and squints. ]
Can I say, I don't recommend being in that situation at all.
someone else's in the room though, so, he opens the eye behind his liuli glass and squints. ]
Can I say, I don't recommend being in that situation at all.
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