see, the thing is - it's easy to think that'd be the sort of thing to make mineo happy. but instead the look that crosses past his eyes is almost... downtrodden? he just manages a bit of a weak laugh.]
Hey - [ mineo is the same age as him but gu yun is getting that i-don't-know-how-to-talk-to-kids-feeling. again. for the hundredth time in his life. ] - What. What is that face for. [ nailed it. ]
You've got a face. With at least an eye and a half. And it currently looks like someone stomped on your mooncakes.
[ he just conveniently didnt hear that last part. what? convenient deafness. you'd think he'd grab onto the topic change but that involves talking about himself so here we are being awkward. ]
[ he puts his hand right over his heart and draws back a bit. ]
Do you think I'd just give up on such a thing so quickly? Here I was, concerned for your well being, since you looked so downtrodden, instead of wanting to selfishly steer the conversation back to myself.......
[ . . . . he seems like he buys it - kind of. not entirely, but enough that he looks just a little guilty. mineo's an idiot, but he's at least sensitive to people.]
... sorry. It's nothing I feel like talking with a stranger. You're really nice so far, and I don't mean to offend you or anything...
But I think I need a little more time before I can just dump my stuff on you.
[ oh god actually okay if he doesn't have to talk about anyone's feelings ESPECIALLY THIS SAD PUPPY'S that's 100x better. but now he feels less like an asshole. ] Fair enough.
[ therefore: ]
My wish's for a wife for my loveless best friend. [ he has to be an asshole. ]
[ oh. haha! he laughs and waves his hand, dispelling the notion. ]
Clever! I was hoping you'd catch on; I was only kidding, of course. [ seems he was just messing around...
with more conviction, this time. ] Truthfully, I've simply made a wish for the prosperity of my ward in the future. I'm not destined to live much of a long lifespan, you see.
[ . . . . the messing around seems like it's put mineo off a bit if his frown is anything to go by. apparently he takes honesty and promises pretty seriously.
. . . but it's still just
impossible to miss the way that his gaze and stubbornness a little at the last sentence]
... are you sick?
[careful not to get that bleeding heart all over gu yun's clothes, honey]
[ he's genuine! 100% honest! really! his true promise, taking care of chang geng!
he recognizes that set to that jaw of his stubbornness, and tilts his head, seeming to consider what he wants to say for a moment. ]
... Something like that, yes. I've always been rather sickly. [ gu yun leans back against the wall again, folding his arms - his gaze shifts back to that tiger charm, staring at it. ] Though, that's not necessarily why - it is simply not in the nature of someone of my family to live beyond the age of twenty-five or so. Thirty at best.
Nn. My father, the old Marquis... his father, the Emperor before him. Dragons birth dragons, and all of that.
[ there's a soo won joke in here somewhere. he waves his hand, as if dismissing it. ] We all tend to be quite cursed - really! Unfortunate, but at least we die young and handsome.
for a moment, the generally always present good natured glee on his face fades, changing to something more serious, as he looks at the outfit laid out on the bed. ]
...Let's put it like this. I have something that I'm willing to die for - and to do so would be an honor.
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[ tease tease ] What sort of mysteries?
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That's kind of classified.
[and he shifts, a bit more serious even in the face of the teasing.]
But the kind that's put a lot of people in danger and inspired a lot of fear.... and ruined more than a few lives.
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[ he tilts his head to the side, once, twice, like he's chewing it over. ] Interesting.
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I don't see what's so interesting about it....
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[ his brilliant and hard thought assessment: ] Very heroic!
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see, the thing is - it's easy to think that'd be the sort of thing to make mineo happy. but instead the look that crosses past his eyes is almost... downtrodden? he just manages a bit of a weak laugh.]
Ah...
Well, that's nice of you to say.
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oi. ]
Hey - [ mineo is the same age as him but gu yun is getting that i-don't-know-how-to-talk-to-kids-feeling. again. for the hundredth time in his life. ] - What. What is that face for. [ nailed it. ]
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[yea okay.
anyway mineo's just going to shake his head at that.]
You still haven't answered on your end, you know!
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[ he just conveniently didnt hear that last part. what? convenient deafness. you'd think he'd grab onto the topic change but that involves talking about himself so here we are being awkward. ]
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[to be fair they're
both dodging? hello? this chacha slide routine?]
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[ do you think you can out slippery gu yun ]
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[HE WON'T ACTUALLY]
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Do you think I'd just give up on such a thing so quickly? Here I was, concerned for your well being, since you looked so downtrodden, instead of wanting to selfishly steer the conversation back to myself.......
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... sorry. It's nothing I feel like talking with a stranger. You're really nice so far, and I don't mean to offend you or anything...
But I think I need a little more time before I can just dump my stuff on you.
[time and - well, trust.]
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[ therefore: ]
My wish's for a wife for my loveless best friend. [ he has to be an asshole. ]
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Dude.
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[ WHAT'S A DUDE ]
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[no SHIT, honey]
And if you don't want to tell me, fine, I won't reach for a needle - but I won't let it slide so easily again. Giving your word has to mean something.
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Clever! I was hoping you'd catch on; I was only kidding, of course. [ seems he was just messing around...
with more conviction, this time. ] Truthfully, I've simply made a wish for the prosperity of my ward in the future. I'm not destined to live much of a long lifespan, you see.
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. . . but it's still just
impossible to miss the way that his gaze and stubbornness a little at the last sentence]
... are you sick?
[careful not to get that bleeding heart all over gu yun's clothes, honey]
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he recognizes that set to that jaw of his stubbornness, and tilts his head, seeming to consider what he wants to say for a moment. ]
... Something like that, yes. I've always been rather sickly. [ gu yun leans back against the wall again, folding his arms - his gaze shifts back to that tiger charm, staring at it. ] Though, that's not necessarily why - it is simply not in the nature of someone of my family to live beyond the age of twenty-five or so. Thirty at best.
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The 'nature'?
What do you mean by that? Are you from a family of soldiers or something?
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[ there's a soo won joke in here somewhere. he waves his hand, as if dismissing it. ] We all tend to be quite cursed - really! Unfortunate, but at least we die young and handsome.
[ stop ]
DW MY NOTIFS
.... are you really okay with that? Or is it just what you've always known, so you've gotta be okay with it?
dw cucking me
for a moment, the generally always present good natured glee on his face fades, changing to something more serious, as he looks at the outfit laid out on the bed. ]
...Let's put it like this. I have something that I'm willing to die for - and to do so would be an honor.
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my turn for cursed broken notifs
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