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jikan_rpg2022-10-09 01:53 am
firefalling) wrote in jikan_rpg2022-10-09 01:53 am
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⌛ Who: Xufeng, open to Four Seasons Manor
⌛ What: Flailing over sudden canon update!
⌛ When: October 9thish
⌛ Where: Four Seasons Manor
⌛ Warnings: TRAUMA and BLOOD and brother talks andandand anything else will be added to thread headers
Early Morning
Dreams seem to plague Xufeng this night. He can't say if they're memories, caused by growing close to Jinmi or...something else entirely. He simply doesn't know.
Only that he jerks upright when he wakes, gasping for breath before pitching over to the side to spit out blood as suddenly his entire body seems to ache. Unpleasantly so until it ebbs into a dull pain that won't stop. So he shoves himself to his feet, pausing to stare at his own wings before shaking himself and stumbling out to the gardens of the Manor.
He absently wipes at the blood at his mouth before taking a seat beside the pool the lord of the manor has here. Memories seep in and he presses his eyes firmly shut as he focuses on everything he can figure out. He rests his head against a hand, rubbing at the ache to it.
Later
Not a joke, or a deception. He's had enough time to figure that much out. But to put it all together with what he's experienced here? That is taking longer, and the headache hasn't really eased. He's just stubbornly decided to ignore it. Only those who really know him would see the slight hints of discomfort. How his wings occasionally twitch for apparently no reason. How his temper is a little sharper than usual. How he's even quieter than before.
How much time he actually spends by the pond, rather than his rooms or the training yard.
How he feels older, and a little weaker, to those with that sense of his energies. More weary, but also, at the same time happier.
⌛ What: Flailing over sudden canon update!
⌛ When: October 9thish
⌛ Where: Four Seasons Manor
⌛ Warnings: TRAUMA and BLOOD and brother talks andandand anything else will be added to thread headers
Early Morning
Dreams seem to plague Xufeng this night. He can't say if they're memories, caused by growing close to Jinmi or...something else entirely. He simply doesn't know.
Only that he jerks upright when he wakes, gasping for breath before pitching over to the side to spit out blood as suddenly his entire body seems to ache. Unpleasantly so until it ebbs into a dull pain that won't stop. So he shoves himself to his feet, pausing to stare at his own wings before shaking himself and stumbling out to the gardens of the Manor.
He absently wipes at the blood at his mouth before taking a seat beside the pool the lord of the manor has here. Memories seep in and he presses his eyes firmly shut as he focuses on everything he can figure out. He rests his head against a hand, rubbing at the ache to it.
Later
Not a joke, or a deception. He's had enough time to figure that much out. But to put it all together with what he's experienced here? That is taking longer, and the headache hasn't really eased. He's just stubbornly decided to ignore it. Only those who really know him would see the slight hints of discomfort. How his wings occasionally twitch for apparently no reason. How his temper is a little sharper than usual. How he's even quieter than before.
How much time he actually spends by the pond, rather than his rooms or the training yard.
How he feels older, and a little weaker, to those with that sense of his energies. More weary, but also, at the same time happier.
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"You're a bad liar."
She's worse.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
She thinks not considering his blood is very real. With a small smile, she adds:
"Was it a pigeon? I told you they were scary."
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Her accusation drags a startled laugh from him and he grins down at the ground. Then she makes it worse! And knows it! That smile gives her away and he reaches up to brush a hand over her hair with a broader smile than he'd managed a moment ago.
"I'm alright, Jinmi. Yes. The pigeon army was very scary." He can't help chuckling at his obvious lie.
Tugging her hand up, he rests his cheek against it.
"They tried to take you away from me," he makes that up too. Just to hear her laugh and scold him again. To watch her face light up.
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This is the first time she has been scared that he might not. That fear combined with her growing feelings for him makes it easy for her to touch him and seek his laughter. Whatever happened, it's okay because...well...
She's here. Fish Fairy is here too. Xufeng will be safe.
"They try to knock over my plants." and poop on her shelves. The fiends!
His cheek is so warm under her hand and she shakes her head, smiling for his sake.
"They can't take me anywhere. I'm too big!"
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But now he knows he has to cherish every moment with her.
Xufeng wipes his bloodied hand off before taking her other hand and resting his face against both, warming them with his breath. She'd returned that heat to him.
He grins at her going along with his silly story and wills himself to set aside all of the new memories to puzzle over later. When he won't scare her so badly.
"I'll put up a ward to keep them out of our room so they can't hurt your plants, alright? And if they try to take you away..."
Well. He has to hint that he remembers something, doesn't he?
"Do you have the hairpin I gave you?"
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She likes his smile. That's why she goes along with his silly story. Nightmares can be difficult to talk about and it will do him good to laugh, won't it?
Her hands feel warm and she scoots closer to him as if he is a merry, crackling fire.
"Phoenix, don't be sad. Whatever you saw, it's okay." she perks up and pulls said hairpin out of her pocket, "This one?"
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Xufeng remembers turning her into things to make her practice her power. Looking back...he really can't regret doing so. Not when she'd made it clear she was protesting just because it made him smile.
And now she lets him tease her with a silly story. He knows he doesn't deserve her and yet...she loves him, and doesn't realize it.
"How can I be sad when you're being silly?" He teases her, letting her warmth chase away the shadows. He's missed this carefree part of her. Oh, he gets glimpses of it still. But not like this.
He nods, relieved to see it. "Always keep it with you. It'll keep you safe." Things he hadn't told her before. "Even if I'm not with you, it will keep you safe. Nothing will be able to carry you away if it means to harm you."
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Phoenix has always been good to her. Even when she was a silly fairy, pulling him into a foot bath and holding him under, he had forgiven her. She is very fond of Xufeng - aside from her attraction to him. He is a good immortal and he deserves happiness.
"Only if I gave you a headache." she then adds swiftly, "But I have a remedy for that now!"
Why does she tell him that? Maybe she wants his praise for the small feats she has managed.
The hairpin is always with her - either in her hair or in a pocket. She often takes it out to admire it.
"Really?" she blinks at the feather design and caresses it with her thumb, "If the pigeon army is after you, maybe you should keep it."
Oh she tries to keep a straight face after saying that. She tries.
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Xufeng raises a brow at the claim, feigning disbelief. "Do you? Show me," as if he doubts her skill or her power.
He's glad to see her keep his feather close. He reaches out to stroke fingertips along it as well, as if greeting an old friend. Only to shake his head with another helpless little chuckle.
"I don't need it. You are more afraid of them than I am. Besides. It's rude to give gifts back."
A stab to his own heart. He'd tried to give her petal back.
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"You mix this little one in with a cup of hot tea." she hesitates and feels his cheek, "Something you could use right now? Does your head hurt?"
The little feather is her favorite hairpin, but she is careful with it. Since he gave it to her as a gift, she needs to give him something - besides a headache - in return! Tapping his lips with the hairpin, she makes a promise to herself to look for the perfect gift.
"I didn't say I wanted to give it back. But I also don't want you waking up so early like this."
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Xufeng leans a little into her gentle hand, gaze dropping only briefly before lifting back to her face, and he nods a little.
"Tea would be good."
He raises a brow as the feather is tapped against his lips, and he has to wonder what she's thinking. Maybe about giving it back still? No. She reassures him of that quickly.
"Waking early a few days won't hurt me, Mi'er. But I'll go to bed early tonight if it eases your mind."
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"Here, Phoenix." she lifts the cup to his lips after blowing on it, "Going to bed early would be good for you. If you like, I can tell you a story beforehand? Then your dreams will be good."
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She even makes sure his tea isn't too hot. Xufeng doesn't look at the cup or the liquid, only her sweet eyes as he obediently sips. Her offer to even tell him a story before bed makes him smile.
"What story would you tell me?"
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As he sips the brew, she tilts her head thoughtfully.
"I can tell you about the carrot and the flower!"