Yeah. Me fucking either. [ she rubs at her arms. itchy. ] All of that. A whole fucking day, gone, and what do we have to show for it? One kid dead and another sentenced to die.
It feels so long, but so... short at the same time. Only a handful of hours to decide what happened and who's at fault... it really feels almost impossible.
[he's holding his fan like a shield as he usually does when distressed, so like. that's closest, tbh. i'm gonna assume wrist in that case unless she does legit grab the fan i don't know her life or her choices]
But that isn't possible, no one can be brought fully back to life!
[okay he super wasn't expecting that from her, actually, distracted by the subject matter-- so here's the thing. he yelps and tries to pull it back before she grabs it...
annnd it's going to cut her hand. it doesn't look sharp, but that just might be intentional. sure feels more solid than it looks on first glance!
he's not going to catch most of that answer because he's busy INTERNALLY PANICKING.]
Miss Beau-! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I really didn't expect...
[he snaps the fan shut, quickly digging for a cloth or something, if the closet provided him extra fans i don't think fancy hankies are out of the question?? nie huaisang offers it out to her to stem the bleeding, peering at her hand with concern.]
Ah- it's a respectful way to refer to a practitioner! Usually someone more like a priest, but I'm not really sure what else we would call you... besides Miss Beau, that is.
[so she might be stuck with it!]
And yes, we've always used them. The founder of the QingheNie Sect was a butcher, so sabers suited the methods he established better than a double-sided blade did.
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Yeah. Me fucking either. [ she rubs at her arms. itchy. ] All of that. A whole fucking day, gone, and what do we have to show for it? One kid dead and another sentenced to die.
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[he shakes his head at the thought, troubled.]
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[boy, he hates That. he wilts at the thought.]
Miss Beau, do you think we'll all be killed here?
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No. Not if I can fucking help it. This isn't going to happen again. This was the one fuck up. And I'll own that. I'll keep that.
And if everybody does die, I'll bring everybody back. Somehow.
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[a pause, before-]
I- well, I do know it's possible, but I really don't want to become a fierce corpse-!
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You're not gonna. You'll be fine. The way I'd do it, you don't have to come back like that at all.
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But that isn't possible, no one can be brought fully back to life!
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Yeah. Yeah, they can. There's a spell. It's expensive, but I know that Jester knows it, and I can figure it out. It can't be that hard.
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annnd it's going to cut her hand. it doesn't look sharp, but that just might be intentional. sure feels more solid than it looks on first glance!
he's not going to catch most of that answer because he's busy INTERNALLY PANICKING.]
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[ ow!! her hand!! okay, well - if she wasn't bleeding before, she is now, wtf. ]
The fuck is that thing made of?!
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[he snaps the fan shut, quickly digging for a cloth or something, if the closet provided him extra fans i don't think fancy hankies are out of the question?? nie huaisang offers it out to her to stem the bleeding, peering at her hand with concern.]
Are you all right? It's not too deep?
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Fuck. No, I should know better than to just reach out and grab shit. Fucking - I didn't know you had it in you.
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[his only advantage with it is basically what she just demonstrated: nobody expects it to be dangerous.]
But I could never wield my saber properly either, and my cultivation isn't powerful enough to defend myself with.
[leaving him with a hidden weapon as the only real line of self-defense.]
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Your cultivation, huh. Like Jin Ling's, right?
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[she GRABBED IT don't put this on him, he's too delicate to bear the guilt of it!!
the question gets a nod, though.]
...it's like young master Jin's though, yes. Our Sects have different practices, but the core of it is more or less the same across all of them.
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Yeah. He told me about it a bit - I have something kind of similar to it? Except I call it ki, and it's for punching.
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[...haha but let's not get on that subject. he half-perked up at that mention and then immediately deflated again, actually.]
-Normally we use blades, though. Swords for the other Great Sects, and mine has always used sabers.
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Sabers, huh. Jin Ling was curious about it, he called me... fuck, what was it. Daozhang?
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[so she might be stuck with it!]
And yes, we've always used them. The founder of the QingheNie Sect was a butcher, so sabers suited the methods he established better than a double-sided blade did.
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[ also, as for that last bit of info, she squints. ]
A - butcher? Like actually, or in a derogatory way?
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[he shakes his head quickly, waving his fan along with the motion.]
Though his methods were fairly... violent, compared to the others... the sabers' fighting style made it necessary.
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I don't like swords. It's too easy to kill people with them.
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[because he's a weenie, god. he blinks over at her, though-]
Is it... is it killing at all that you don't like? Or just doing it thoughtlessly?
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[ -- hol up ] Wait, flying?
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