A foreboding feeling fills this place... (Feb - March Closed Threads for He Xuan)

[esurientabyss]

🌊Who: He Xuan, and peeps.
🌊What: Dating, other potential misc. stuff that's coming up.
🌊When: February - March.
🌊Where: Boat, various places on the island.
🌊Warnings: Some NSFW, alcohol. Fun times~



🎃 fall events

childe (tartaglia) | link to trio shenans

mundane/misc. activities
jack vessalius, kaveh, appreciation

⛄ winter time
a talk

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[sluice]

Is that actually the case? [ His gaze drifts over, no longer transfixed on the wall. Shrug fallen deep into exaggeration, Tartaglia turns away. ] It's a hard pill to swallow. Weren't the two of us on good terms? She acknowledges my strength...

[ Such a letdown. Glumly striding off down the hallway, Tartaglia keeps the discontentment to himself. He's yanking his boots on by the entryway when he pipes up again. ]

I'll spar with you later. [ Consider the battle postponed. This heretic has to walk the disappointment off. ] Let's grab your things tomorrow. Least I could do is help you move in.

[ Wrenching the doorknob open, he continues to idle just a little longer. Standing in the rectangle of sunlight flooding around him, the words come slow. ]

... It's Ajax, by the way. That's the name I was born with.

[ So this is his concession of defeat. Anyways, Tartaglia's vamoosing after that very goofy incident. Feel free to join him on this stroll as he treks off into the surrounding farmland. ]

[esurientabyss]

[ He Xuan has no doubts that the goddess does. But, even if one like a 'god' or 'goddess' acknowledges another's strength...from what he can tell those beings still will unrepetantly pursue their desired goals without a care to the collateral damage. Not to mention, the being will value more who observe piety towards their being. Loyalty and faith.

At least, this is his biased opinion in matter, but regardless, the moment is over and done with. Instead lingering in the remains of that disappointment, He Xuan's looking at the other as he calls off the fight, thereby providing his name instead. ]

...Ajax, then. I will commit your name to memory.

[ He Xuan says, as with heavy gravitas as he believes necessary. It's a precious admission, regardless of the circumstances. A name he will utter with unwavering affection, and as the other begins to take off, He Xuan will join him.

And, then, at some point, begin to tell him of some things he has kept tightly to his chest. Of his own past, resolving that nothing much between them remains hidden. After all, they will share a future...together. ]