[ truly!! its funny because it won't be this thread. he examines his drink, grinning slyly. ] So, it's true, you really are an ascended god, huh? For what reason? I've thought about trying to become one, myself...
Ahaha... my older brother ascended first, actually, through cultivation. He brought me up to Middle Heaven as a junior official. [she takes another sip of wine from her teacup (so classy), waving her free hand] I ascended to Upper Heaven myself after that.
["myself". right. sure. well, she doesn't know, anyway...]
Before ascension, it was just my brother and I. We didn't want to be apart. And... [well. maybe she shouldn't talk about this? but alcohol has a way of loosening the lips, and she's mentioned it vaguely to some people while they've discussed motivations for being here at all. there's no one else from her world here other than someone who already knows, so isn't it fine?] ...he certainly didn't want to leave me behind. I'd have been dead long ago if not for his ascension and mine.
[ oh... that's a surprisingly candid story, and more serious. gu yun blinks, settling in to listen to her and propping his cheek on his hand, elbow on the table. middle heaven doesn't really mean anything to him, and neither does upper heaven (there's bureaucracy even in the heavens, apparently?) but... ]
...I see. [ a family bond, huh. (laughs in tgcf) ] What's your older brother like?
So strict! [she huffs out a sigh.] Always with the, "stop running around in that form" this and "behave, Qingxuan" that, really, does he have to be so strict with me all the time! I'm not a child that's only three years old, I know how to act!
[but her expression softens after that.]
...he works hard, though. His taste in friends could stand to improve, but he's someone I admire.
[ pffft - that gets him to laugh, light and amused. he can't relate to having any older siblings, but... well, there's a brief moment when he thinks of shen yi. though if shen yi ever told him to behave like that gu yun would put him in the ground. ]
Haha! Sounds like a bit of a stick in the mud. [ qingxuan is so cute and fun why put limits on her. sounds more like a dad than a brother. then again, what does gu yun know about that?? nothing. ]
But, it must be nice even still, to have someone so familiar so close by. Do you miss him? I get the feeling he wouldn't like this place much, and we've never even met.
I do miss him, but it's probably better that he isn't here. His temper is not good - he'd...
[he certainly wouldn't take kindly to the whole murder trial thing, she thinks. even less kindly to the idea that someone might be able to be forced into the execution area.
and the indulgences, forget it! he'd flat-out refuse!
(although, honestly, depending on the canonpoint he might show up and just kill a whole shitton of people to see the reverend of empty words dead and protect their secret.)]
Well, I'd be worried about him, I think. [he'd pick fights. he'd probably make enemies.] He's accustomed to being powerful and has the confidence that goes with that - but we don't have any spiritual powers here...
[ gu yun fills in that blank with "he'd probably do a murder", based on everything shi qingxuan has said so far, and her following answer doesn't surprise him. he takes a sip of his drink, dark eyes assessing for just a moment. ]
Makes sense. [ heh. ] It is a bit strange, isn't it? Being removed from powers and duties.
[ there's a beat - and he laughs, then, waving a hand. ]
Two moodmakers like us? Hardly. Come on, tell me something exciting! Have you done much indulging aside from the drink, Shi Qingxuan?
[ that's very exaggerated and playful - he lifts his glass towards her to down it, then, feeling the warm burn of alcohol even stronger than usual. that's weird! ]
[huh! wonder why they're feeling the alcohol already! maybe it's just a particularly strong one. she'll have to try to find this type again.]
Oh my, what a question! [she laughs] I've assisted a few others with theirs, but really, it's ... mostly drink.
[tmw i had 13 gratuitous drinking threads in my indulgence report before the mods limited the number of bonuses. and that's not even including the non-gluttony indulgences. oof.]
That makes two of us! Mostly. [ fufufu. gu yun's smile goes a little devilish. ] Though, that has always been my favorite indulgence, so I suppose that's not too surprising on my end, either.
Remind me, what's your mark again? [ reaching for shi qingxuan's hand! let him have this pls. ]
because gu yun lifts it to his mouth to kiss her knuckles, looking up at shi qingxuan from under his brow, all peach blossom eyes. ] What a shame, that such a beautiful woman hasn't been asked to indulge in more luxurious ways than just a drink.
[ fufu. he tilts his hand for her to see in response, though, as he backs up again - the golden crown of pride. ]
[and then in a flash, her fan is out and unfolded, up high enough that she can just peek over the top of it while it hides (and cools down) her cheeks. she laughs.]
My, you really are a charmer!
Edited (i was laughing and typoed. rip.) 2021-02-18 19:09 (UTC)
[ oh, now, THIS feels like home. this is flirting with cute girls when he's in taverns, when he enters towns and the female population loses their collective minds. the fan comes out and gu yun's grin goes rakish, pleased with himself as he leans back and props his chin in his hands.
fufufu ] Is that so? I'm only speaking the truth, though the lady blesses me with her kindness.
Ahaha, most wouldn't dare for fear of angering my brother.
[...though, that's not really a thing here? no one knows her brother. she realizes that a second after the words are out of her mouth (she'd have realized it sooner if she wasn't already so drunk), and then chuckles.]
Or perhaps I'm more intimidating than I believed. Anyway, Gu-xiong, if that's the case, then you must certainly have received many invitations to indulge as well! A man with your unparalleled beauty, after all...
[ gu yun pretty much watches qingxuan have that realization, yeah, and sips at his drink, pleased and warm. fufufu. ]
Well. [ he puts his chin to his hand. what a fucking ham. why is he like this. ] What can I say? I might have received a few. Do you think this flower so easily plucked?
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Ganbei. [ and then immediately downs the entire thing because what else do you do. dry that cup ]
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[dry that cup, indeed. it's gone, it's drained.
she immediately pours them more.]
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Meimei, you are truly a professional. [ wehehehe ]
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[ truly!! its funny because it won't be this thread. he examines his drink, grinning slyly. ] So, it's true, you really are an ascended god, huh? For what reason? I've thought about trying to become one, myself...
[ he really has and i really hate it ]
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Ahaha... my older brother ascended first, actually, through cultivation. He brought me up to Middle Heaven as a junior official. [she takes another sip of wine from her teacup (so classy), waving her free hand] I ascended to Upper Heaven myself after that.
["myself". right. sure. well, she doesn't know, anyway...]
Before ascension, it was just my brother and I. We didn't want to be apart. And... [well. maybe she shouldn't talk about this? but alcohol has a way of loosening the lips, and she's mentioned it vaguely to some people while they've discussed motivations for being here at all. there's no one else from her world here other than someone who already knows, so isn't it fine?] ...he certainly didn't want to leave me behind. I'd have been dead long ago if not for his ascension and mine.
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...I see. [ a family bond, huh. (laughs in tgcf) ] What's your older brother like?
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So strict! [she huffs out a sigh.] Always with the, "stop running around in that form" this and "behave, Qingxuan" that, really, does he have to be so strict with me all the time! I'm not a child that's only three years old, I know how to act!
[but her expression softens after that.]
...he works hard, though. His taste in friends could stand to improve, but he's someone I admire.
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Haha! Sounds like a bit of a stick in the mud. [ qingxuan is so cute and fun why put limits on her. sounds more like a dad than a brother. then again, what does gu yun know about that?? nothing. ]
But, it must be nice even still, to have someone so familiar so close by. Do you miss him? I get the feeling he wouldn't like this place much, and we've never even met.
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[he certainly wouldn't take kindly to the whole murder trial thing, she thinks. even less kindly to the idea that someone might be able to be forced into the execution area.
and the indulgences, forget it! he'd flat-out refuse!
(although, honestly, depending on the canonpoint he might show up and just kill a whole shitton of people to see the reverend of empty words dead and protect their secret.)]
Well, I'd be worried about him, I think. [he'd pick fights. he'd probably make enemies.] He's accustomed to being powerful and has the confidence that goes with that - but we don't have any spiritual powers here...
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Makes sense. [ heh. ] It is a bit strange, isn't it? Being removed from powers and duties.
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Very. [...] It will be worth it if we can get what we came here for, but it's... strange.
[she polishes off the alcohol in her teacup and pours another. and then she'll reach over and top his off for good measure.]
...I hope everything is alright, back home.
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...I do too.
[ he cannot allow himself to think that things at home are still moving. he cannot. ]
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[she
chugs the teacup she just poured and pours another, then glances at his cup. if he drains his, she'll refill it too.]
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Two moodmakers like us? Hardly. Come on, tell me something exciting! Have you done much indulging aside from the drink, Shi Qingxuan?
[ that's very exaggerated and playful - he lifts his glass towards her to down it, then, feeling the warm burn of alcohol even stronger than usual. that's weird! ]
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Oh my, what a question! [she laughs] I've assisted a few others with theirs, but really, it's ... mostly drink.
[tmw i had 13 gratuitous drinking threads in my indulgence report before the mods limited the number of bonuses. and that's not even including the non-gluttony indulgences. oof.]
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Remind me, what's your mark again? [ reaching for shi qingxuan's hand! let him have this pls. ]
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[why does she sounds SO PROUD OF THAT.
anyway, she offers him her hand with a little giggle so he can check out her tat!]
Gluttony, which Ming-xiong tells me is hardly surprising. Remind me of yours?
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because gu yun lifts it to his mouth to kiss her knuckles, looking up at shi qingxuan from under his brow, all peach blossom eyes. ] What a shame, that such a beautiful woman hasn't been asked to indulge in more luxurious ways than just a drink.
[ fufu. he tilts his hand for her to see in response, though, as he backs up again - the golden crown of pride. ]
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My, you really are a charmer!
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fufufu ] Is that so? I'm only speaking the truth, though the lady blesses me with her kindness.
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[...though, that's not really a thing here? no one knows her brother. she realizes that a second after the words are out of her mouth (she'd have realized it sooner if she wasn't already so drunk), and then chuckles.]
Or perhaps I'm more intimidating than I believed. Anyway, Gu-xiong, if that's the case, then you must certainly have received many invitations to indulge as well! A man with your unparalleled beauty, after all...
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Well. [ he puts his chin to his hand. what a fucking ham. why is he like this. ] What can I say? I might have received a few. Do you think this flower so easily plucked?
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[she chuckles]
But if anyone's caught your eye, I could certainly try to see if they're interested...
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THE WAY DW DOESNT GIVE ME NOTIFS
DW PLEASE WE HAVE MAKEOUTS TO WRITE