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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! ]
no subject
"Resentful beings"...?
[Is that what He Xuan is calling himself? But why?]
no subject
Unlike the most of you, I'm not human. Most humans would wish to never meet a ghost king; beings that are resentful, feared by even some gods.
[ He states this like a fact rather than something to be upset over. ]
no subject
I understand why you view my desire to see you smile as such an impossible quest. Yes, there isn't much to smile about.
How long have you been a ghost king, darling?
no subject
Exactly. If you know this, then you should realize by now it's impossible.
[ Or so he says. ]
Centuries. Almost six hundred years.
[ Not quite as old as Hua Cheng, but it is still quite up there. ]
no subject
Sylvando takes that answer quite seriously, tightly clasping his hands together as he tries to imagine such an existence. Just dealing with deep misery for a short amount of time was hard enough!
Still...]
I still refuse to come to that conclusion. There's light at the end of the tunnel, even for ghost kings. [He knows this. He's seen it happen!!] But I'm glad you told me.
[Now he truly knows what he's up against. This is bound to be his biggest challenge yet!]
I know it's not my place to pry further when you barely even know me, so I won't. But is it too bold of an assumption that you're away from your biggest source of misery here?
no subject
He has heard no one say such a thing about ghost kings in the history of ever. But maybe for some people, hope springs eternal. Either way, he can't bring himself to ignore those words. ]
You're glad? But, why?
[ ... ]
Source of misery? Even if I were 'home' or 'here', it would change nothing. The life of an existence like myself means to live in resentment.
[ Indeed, by his answer he means there is no 'source' of misery back home, given his enemies are all but dead now. He lives an empty life with no purpose with his vengeance having been taken. But maybe a part of him doesn't want to simply survive in spiteful, solitary resentment. ]