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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.
Early Morning
Only... He's not a stranger. When she gets a good look at him, she hurries towards him without thinking, her worry overwhelming any strangeness.
"Phoenix? Are you sick?"
Is that...blood? Now she really feels unsettled! Was he attacked?
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Later
At least here it was easier to forge that again. He certainly wanted to try if nothing else.
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