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crescentview2022-12-11 10:07 am
esurientabyss) wrote in crescentview2022-12-11 10:07 am
You took all of me (December Catchall)
ðWho: He Xuan, and anyone else.
ðWhat: A brief catchall.
ðWhen: December.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: None, unless someone ends up convincing him somehow to do a NSFW bingo square or something.
i. silent nights (closed to Gaku Yaotome)
[ Well following the culmination of the activities of this, it is doubtless that the two had their own business to take care of. Maybe it would take a day, but probably not because when nightfall is upon them, it doesn't change the fact that sleep will be needed. Well, technically He Xuan could go without it, though it hasn't exactly...come up. ]
...It's late. I assume you're coming to bed.
[ He Xuan doesn't know how to phrase that less awkwardly, help. ]
ii. these abandoned fields
[ ...Well. These fields are not going to cultivate their damned selves, as much as He Xuan would like for them to. So here he is, out in the early morning, hair pulled back into a familiar ponytail, despite how long it is, and sleeves rolled up.
He's doing farm work, with the hoe and whatnot. Though, apparently not without a few curses. His family had a farm when he was young, yet it has been ages since he has been on a farm. Not to mention, they didn't go into misfortune until a certain point, so his experience personally attending to one is extremely limited.
Maybe a certain shovel would prove to be useful here, in retrospect. Or maybe not, because he doesn't know how to use it. Anyway, more effort is being exerted here, without trying to ruin the soil. ]
iii. responsibility is a heavy (annoying) cross to bear [various prompts]
[ He Xuan can be seen in town at various early points of the day. Though he looks annoyed to be there, and if for whatever reason someone comes closer to him, he frowns, but he does like...the minimum effort to look like he's not about to kill someone, expression more neutral. ]
What?
[ Later on, he can also be witnessed hanging around at the actual beach, seeming caught up in the way the setting looks in the late afternoon. He seems more at peace at this time, on account of the fact he is more at ease with this sort of surrounding. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Feel free to throw in a random scenario that doesn't fit the above if you'd like. I haven't actually gotten around to making a plotting post since I just commented around, but here is his bingo so far! ]
ðWhat: A brief catchall.
ðWhen: December.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: None, unless someone ends up convincing him somehow to do a NSFW bingo square or something.
i. silent nights (closed to Gaku Yaotome)
[ Well following the culmination of the activities of this, it is doubtless that the two had their own business to take care of. Maybe it would take a day, but probably not because when nightfall is upon them, it doesn't change the fact that sleep will be needed. Well, technically He Xuan could go without it, though it hasn't exactly...come up. ]
...It's late. I assume you're coming to bed.
[ He Xuan doesn't know how to phrase that less awkwardly, help. ]
ii. these abandoned fields
[ ...Well. These fields are not going to cultivate their damned selves, as much as He Xuan would like for them to. So here he is, out in the early morning, hair pulled back into a familiar ponytail, despite how long it is, and sleeves rolled up.
He's doing farm work, with the hoe and whatnot. Though, apparently not without a few curses. His family had a farm when he was young, yet it has been ages since he has been on a farm. Not to mention, they didn't go into misfortune until a certain point, so his experience personally attending to one is extremely limited.
Maybe a certain shovel would prove to be useful here, in retrospect. Or maybe not, because he doesn't know how to use it. Anyway, more effort is being exerted here, without trying to ruin the soil. ]
iii. responsibility is a heavy (annoying) cross to bear [various prompts]
[ He Xuan can be seen in town at various early points of the day. Though he looks annoyed to be there, and if for whatever reason someone comes closer to him, he frowns, but he does like...the minimum effort to look like he's not about to kill someone, expression more neutral. ]
What?
[ Later on, he can also be witnessed hanging around at the actual beach, seeming caught up in the way the setting looks in the late afternoon. He seems more at peace at this time, on account of the fact he is more at ease with this sort of surrounding. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Feel free to throw in a random scenario that doesn't fit the above if you'd like. I haven't actually gotten around to making a plotting post since I just commented around, but here is his bingo so far! ]
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Honestly He Xuan's level of respect towards other people is...a dubious amount, so he is valid. ]
You called me a noblesse.
[ He states blandly like that explains him asking. ]
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[ That's his excuse. He Xuan is just a rude bean, apparently. Which would be pretty rich coming from M-21.
But he's also just as happy not expounding any further. They've got a good equilibrium here. ]
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Hm. Whatever the case, you have my answer.
[ ...And of course so is He Xuan. Unsurprisingly, perhaps. But it is definitely what he'd consider to be good enough on his end as well. ]
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[ They're doing great! For very malleable definitions of what 'great' means. But M-21 will go the extra mile on communication to add: ]
...Doesn't bother me what you are. We're all stuck here the same. Just don't try any mind control on me.
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He Xuan almost smiles, but it doesn't happen. If he did manage one, it might be a cruel one. He's not a nice person... ]
Your fear is unfounded. I don't have the capability.
[ Unless, he supposes, he gained access to one of those soul (??)/body swapping/controlling spells. Entirely not impossible. Something he decides not to mention. ]
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Do your worst, you horrible ghost man.]It's not fear.
[ Words aren't exactly his forte either, but it bothers him a little to be misunderstood about this. He's got his own baggage with people jumping to conclusions about what he is. ]
...If you can't do it, then it doesn't matter.
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Famous last words...He Xuan doesn't say anything else but somehow his stone-like facial expression also says literally, 'If you say so.'
Mostly to the fear comment, of course. ]
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If you've got something to say, then say it.
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Say what?
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[ Jerk, (non-derogatory??) ]
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[ He says with the calm flat tone of someone who definitely Knows. ]
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[ He doesn't know if that sounds childish by He Xuan's standards, but he hopes the sentiment carries clearly. ]
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He is at least a couple centuries younger than some gods or goddesses, though so depending on the exact age, it could be more middling than childish. ]
He's not? Who is he?
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A friend. He's petty and proud. [ Okay, so much for being subtle about that. ] But he has his own principles.
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... 'he's petty and proud', wow. ]
Does he now.
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Yeah. He doesn't know when to back down from a fight. [ Like M-21 should talk. ] ...He's not a bad person to be like.
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[ Just going to point that out. ]
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Maybe. I pick my battles too.
[ 'All' is a choice and a lifestyle. ]
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...sometimes?
[ ...He Xuan couldn't resist, sorry not sorry. ]
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...Sometimes you don't get a choice.
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Maybe not.
[ ...Is all he says. But, He Xuan seems disinterested in saying more for the moment, deciding to turn on the heel of his foot, leaving the not-dead body of M-21 lying there. ]