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⌛ Who: Liu Qianqiao, Gu Xiang, and open to Wen Kexing
⌛ What: Stealing A-Xiang from the hospital and asking for a life to be spared
⌛ When: Just after Xiang and Xie's conversation
⌛ Where: Hospital
⌛ Warnings: Mentions of death and killing likely
Xie-er had told her where to find A-Xiang and she'd immediately left to get her, speaking with Wen Kexing along the way. But now...leaving the man who had caused her own death has well as A-Xiang's...she has to take a breath, steadying herself, before climbing the stairs to where sweet A-Xiang waits.
She'd promised to get the girl ready to be moved, though she would have done so anyway. This hospital is too cold for someone as bright as Gu Xiang.
Stepping into the room, Qianqiao looks to the bed before rushing to the girl to check over her. "A-Xiang!"
⌛ What: Stealing A-Xiang from the hospital and asking for a life to be spared
⌛ When: Just after Xiang and Xie's conversation
⌛ Where: Hospital
⌛ Warnings: Mentions of death and killing likely
Xie-er had told her where to find A-Xiang and she'd immediately left to get her, speaking with Wen Kexing along the way. But now...leaving the man who had caused her own death has well as A-Xiang's...she has to take a breath, steadying herself, before climbing the stairs to where sweet A-Xiang waits.
She'd promised to get the girl ready to be moved, though she would have done so anyway. This hospital is too cold for someone as bright as Gu Xiang.
Stepping into the room, Qianqiao looks to the bed before rushing to the girl to check over her. "A-Xiang!"
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She wishes she didn't.
Qianqiao wraps gentle arms around the younger woman and holds her, letting those tears soak into her clothes. "I am here, A-Xiang. Your Master is coming and we will get you out of here." Not to where Xie is - probably to Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu's apartment.
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"Is that what he is again?"
That wasn't what Wen Kexing had told her when she was dying in his arms. Though, she doesn't care. Master. Elder brother. He would, at the very least, be a familiar presence to her. Much like Beauty Ghost was. A presence, at least, that she didn't want dead.
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That laugh makes her heart ache and her arms tighten a little around the girl. "Whatever he is now, Wen Kexing is coming."
He will always come. This is a fact she knows about the Ghost Lord.
"Are you thirsty, A-Xiang?"
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Wen Kexing had been right. Ghosts and humans couldn't exist together.
"Not out of that one," she states softly, meaning the pitcher that was beside the bed. It had probably been sitting there for a bit. On top of that, it's one that Scorpion had been close to. Even though he'd shown her that it wasn't poisoned, she didn't trust it.
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She doesn't question why, only nods and encourages Xiang to lay back. "I will call for a fresh pitcher and glass." Standing, she moves to the door to do just that, making sure to stay in view of the wounded girl. And watches as the staff move to do as bid, making sure nothing enters that pitcher but cool water, and takes the tray when it's presented.
Only then does she return to Xiang's side and pours a fresh glass. "Here."
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She doesn't lay back down, but she does lay back propped up. It was good to see her. To know that she wasn't dead. Everyone else was dead, but she's trying not to focus on that. The last thing Gu Xiang wanted to be endlessly angry, even if there was that underlying bit of anger that wasn't bound to go away. He'd ruined everything.
There's a half-hearted smile before she takes the fresh glass of water, taking a drink of it. At least with the other woman she wasn't afraid of being poisoned.
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"A-Xiang!"
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She hears Kexing's arrival just before he bursts in, and deftly steps out of the way so he can go right up to her if he wishes.
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Those pain filled eyes threaten to spill tears again, but she's determined not to cry. Even if that's the only thing she wants to do. Or scream, but her voice hurt enough from that.
There's a part of her that doesn't want to let the safety of Beauty Ghost go, but the moment he's close enough, those arms wrap around him in an embrace that isn't as tight as it should be, but still tight enough, laying her head against him.
"Master."
It isn't what he'd told her to call him, but it was easier to fall back into that than trying to figure out unfamiliar territory in this place.
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When he finally pulls back, he presses a hand to her cheek and frowns. Whatever she's going through hasn't happened to him yet. He knows that much is true. But there's something diminished about her that doesn't seem borne of any physical pain.
"How are you feeling? Can you move?"