Sounds like a productive day, instead of just an hour. [ spending time around Molly’s very fun, actually, so why not all of the above. ]
I’m not so sure as to what your cards would have to say about my love life; such things are best left up to action over prediction. Though, if you yourself have thoughts, I’d hear them. [ wink ] What’d you get from Wrath?
[Oh, sure, he digs in the inner pocket of his coat. This takes him a second because. His fucking inventory is growing at such a rapid pace. It's been three days. But eventually he emerges with a little red box, which he flips open to show . . . the weed.]
[ the way i'm playing a slightly less ye olde this time and I STILL have to consider the question "what is a weed, do they exist, would this character do a weed"
that stuff has a terribly strong smell -- he snorts from where he was peering close to look at it, leaning back a bit. ] Smells like an opium den.
[ and the answer is no so introduce him ig. my first weed thread. ]
[ don't do it! despite the fact that gu yun is chaotic he doesn't know, so. he lets molly take him by the hand without any real complaining, glancing briefly around them at the planetarium itself before he drops down. ]
I've got the nose of a dog, so, it's all strong for me. [ the way he says that makes it sound like its a joke but also not, at the same time? hm ] Relaxes, huh. What do you do with it?
Everything is worth trying once! Maybe a few times if it’s excellent.
[Molly doesn’t answer the question yet on how to do it, just taking off his coat - putting the little red box down - before he folds it up carefully. Then he flips open the box and starts rolling papers, quickly and practiced.]
I mean that, I don’t care if things are dangerous or terrifying or likely to fry your brain. You can’t know what’s actually good without know what’s bad too, yeah? I can handle myself through most anything.
Hmm. [ he watches this with interest, propping his chin on his hand... really, this is an area he's completely out of his depth in, so, for now, he's settled to observe. ]
Sounds in line with everything you've said so far. [ sounds like molly. they've only known each other for a couple days, but that's fine. ] Live a little, while you can, and all of that.
I would rather like to keep my brain unfried. [ he needs that! my braincell, ] But, then again, I've got my own poisons, so I guess I'm the same.
[He hasn’t made any show of hiding exactly who he is. If anything, he’s rather pleased to be pegged so instantly. Just concentrating on messing with his tinderbox for a moment.]
Really does feel like there’s not quite enough time for everything, you know? Do you ever feel that?
You see me as quite virginal, huh? [ twice now! that remark is very good natured, though. he takes it from him, taking a moment to decide if this is something he really wants to do...
... and ultimately, decides with the present company, it's alright. so. inhale. the smoke is way strong, especially for his sensitive baby nose and palate, but he valiantly is refusing to let himself cough (pride, two) --
and then molly says that and that gets abruptly ruined. gu yun coughs, wheezes. ] -- Molly, timing. What?
[He does laugh a bit at the virginal comment. It really is mostly teasing. He treats everyone as a bit virginal compared to himself, which probably isn’t fair. But it is fun to see their reactions.
At the cough though, he just reaches over to pat him on the back. Taking a long drag himself, holding it, before blowing it out. There’s a long pause before the reply, like he’s trying to figure out how to phrase things. Sort them in order.]
I’m dead and in the grave. So, as it stands, this is the time I have left.
[ giving a guy his first weed AND dropping deep philosophical information on him all at once!! this is a lot.
anyway. wheeze. that was terrible, actually. he lifts a hand to wipe his eyes, and just looks at molly for a moment, leaving the joint in his hand for now. gu yun's quiet, thoughtful too. ]
...That's a shame. I'm sorry. [ it's not the best response, but it sort of encapsulates the feeling. logically, it brings up questions, of the powers of this place, the skills of whatever brought them here, why they were brought here - from the far away eye of someone who deals with death every day. to be a soldier is to know it intimately, after all. that same logical, curious part of him wants to know why. wants to know what happened, but it mixes in with something else, too.
...short time or not, gu yun's grown to really like molly - an instant friendship indeed. a shame is putting it lightly. ] Suppose that puts making the most of it in a new light.
[ there's another pause. he watches the smoke rise in the planetarium, up, up, up to the artificial stars above. ]
I was supposed to die when I was a kid. [ six or seven, give or take. it feels weirdly freeing to just say that out loud. ] And, if those bald headed donkeys at Hu Guo are to be believed, I likely won't live much longer. No Gu ever does, and I'm the last one left.
[ ... ]
So. [ finally, gu yun offers him a grin, this time more sly. ] Guess we'll have to live it up together, while we're here. As much as possible.
That wasn’t what I saw in the cards. So who’s to say. You’ve got two opinions now.
[His expression had tightened when he said it, but he relaxes again fairly quickly, moving to lay on his back, looking up at the unfamiliar constellations instead. Easy and unconcerned. Maybe he feels a bit better after having said it out loud to someone so clearly.
He turns his head to look at Gu Yun though when he starts speaking about his past, just trying to give him an easy grin.]
Oh! Speaking of. Did you know Pride gets an alarm every time one of us fucks?
he doesn't flop back right away, staying seated with his legs crossed, gaze far away. there's a lot to unpack there, and a lot of emotions he'd rather not talk about, and....
...thankfully, molly gives him the out! he chokes, again, sounding somewhere between scandalized and delighted. ] - What? [ OH MY GOD? ]
I'll have to get on your level - I haven't rung them once! Maybe that's why they were willing to chat.
[ that's a yes, though! one of the first people he spoke to. ] Pride seems an interesting person, to say the least, though they do have good taste in wine.
Haha - we have the same taste. [ though, at this point, is this even surprising? ]
I had a good time with Wrath. They're rather warm. [ which, for gu "my circulation is utter garbage i have corpse fingers" yun is always nice. he hums, thoughtfully. ] I haven't had the chance to speak to the others, but I think I'll try to later this week.
From what I gather, they've been stuck here for a while. Apparently, it's been boring.
[ for all they know, it could be people they knew - at least gu yun had thought over the idea. still, most of them seem magically inclined, and... again, he is not.
he doesn't say that though, instead giving up and flopping backwards to join him. he's still dangling the joint between his fingers, having not taken a second puff. ]
What's your friend like? [ like lust, obviously, but besides that. ]
Sounds like a nice girl. [ he just pictures someone who looks exactly like molly but like. in a skirt. i'm sorry jester he's ancient that's the best he got.
it gets an unexplained burst of snickering out of him, though that might just be the weed. ]
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I’m not so sure as to what your cards would have to say about my love life; such things are best left up to action over prediction. Though, if you yourself have thoughts, I’d hear them. [ wink ] What’d you get from Wrath?
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Just a little relaxation aid.
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that stuff has a terribly strong smell -- he snorts from where he was peering close to look at it, leaning back a bit. ] Smells like an opium den.
[ and the answer is no so introduce him ig. my first weed thread. ]
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[Reaching to take him by the hand to whisk him into the planetarium then, where he just sits on the floor. None chairs.]
It isn't that strong. Just relaxes you.
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[ don't do it! despite the fact that gu yun is chaotic he doesn't know, so. he lets molly take him by the hand without any real complaining, glancing briefly around them at the planetarium itself before he drops down. ]
I've got the nose of a dog, so, it's all strong for me. [ the way he says that makes it sound like its a joke but also not, at the same time? hm ] Relaxes, huh. What do you do with it?
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[Molly doesn’t answer the question yet on how to do it, just taking off his coat - putting the little red box down - before he folds it up carefully. Then he flips open the box and starts rolling papers, quickly and practiced.]
I mean that, I don’t care if things are dangerous or terrifying or likely to fry your brain. You can’t know what’s actually good without know what’s bad too, yeah? I can handle myself through most anything.
[There’s that pride.]
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Sounds in line with everything you've said so far. [ sounds like molly. they've only known each other for a couple days, but that's fine. ] Live a little, while you can, and all of that.
I would rather like to keep my brain unfried. [ he needs that! my braincell, ] But, then again, I've got my own poisons, so I guess I'm the same.
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[He hasn’t made any show of hiding exactly who he is. If anything, he’s rather pleased to be pegged so instantly. Just concentrating on messing with his tinderbox for a moment.]
Really does feel like there’s not quite enough time for everything, you know? Do you ever feel that?
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Every day of my life. [ that's an understatement. ] What time I have I've gotten on spite.
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[A slight huff of laughter as he offers out one of the lit joints for him. Assuming he knows how to smoke? This’ll probably be fine.]
. . . Did you know I’m dead?
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... and ultimately, decides with the present company, it's alright. so. inhale. the smoke is way strong, especially for his sensitive baby nose and palate, but he valiantly is refusing to let himself cough (pride, two) --
and then molly says that and that gets abruptly ruined. gu yun coughs, wheezes. ] -- Molly, timing. What?
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At the cough though, he just reaches over to pat him on the back. Taking a long drag himself, holding it, before blowing it out. There’s a long pause before the reply, like he’s trying to figure out how to phrase things. Sort them in order.]
I’m dead and in the grave. So, as it stands, this is the time I have left.
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anyway. wheeze. that was terrible, actually. he lifts a hand to wipe his eyes, and just looks at molly for a moment, leaving the joint in his hand for now. gu yun's quiet, thoughtful too. ]
...That's a shame. I'm sorry. [ it's not the best response, but it sort of encapsulates the feeling. logically, it brings up questions, of the powers of this place, the skills of whatever brought them here, why they were brought here - from the far away eye of someone who deals with death every day. to be a soldier is to know it intimately, after all. that same logical, curious part of him wants to know why. wants to know what happened, but it mixes in with something else, too.
...short time or not, gu yun's grown to really like molly - an instant friendship indeed. a shame is putting it lightly. ] Suppose that puts making the most of it in a new light.
[ there's another pause. he watches the smoke rise in the planetarium, up, up, up to the artificial stars above. ]
I was supposed to die when I was a kid. [ six or seven, give or take. it feels weirdly freeing to just say that out loud. ] And, if those bald headed donkeys at Hu Guo are to be believed, I likely won't live much longer. No Gu ever does, and I'm the last one left.
[ ... ]
So. [ finally, gu yun offers him a grin, this time more sly. ] Guess we'll have to live it up together, while we're here. As much as possible.
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[His expression had tightened when he said it, but he relaxes again fairly quickly, moving to lay on his back, looking up at the unfamiliar constellations instead. Easy and unconcerned. Maybe he feels a bit better after having said it out loud to someone so clearly.
He turns his head to look at Gu Yun though when he starts speaking about his past, just trying to give him an easy grin.]
Oh! Speaking of. Did you know Pride gets an alarm every time one of us fucks?
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he doesn't flop back right away, staying seated with his legs crossed, gaze far away. there's a lot to unpack there, and a lot of emotions he'd rather not talk about, and....
...thankfully, molly gives him the out! he chokes, again, sounding somewhere between scandalized and delighted. ] - What? [ OH MY GOD? ]
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Apparently I kept waking them up.
[So, so smug about this.]
Have you spoken to them yet?
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[ that's a yes, though! one of the first people he spoke to. ] Pride seems an interesting person, to say the least, though they do have good taste in wine.
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[He also looks smug about this. But, anyway, he just sits there quietly for a long moment before he turns back to looking at the constellations.]
Wrath and Lust are rather nice, however.
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I had a good time with Wrath. They're rather warm. [ which, for gu "my circulation is utter garbage i have corpse fingers" yun is always nice. he hums, thoughtfully. ] I haven't had the chance to speak to the others, but I think I'll try to later this week.
From what I gather, they've been stuck here for a while. Apparently, it's been boring.
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[Now just enjoying his Weed, lazily closing his eyes to talk Shit about the NPCs.]
Reminds me of a friend, so I . . . well I couldn’t possibly say no.
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he doesn't say that though, instead giving up and flopping backwards to join him. he's still dangling the joint between his fingers, having not taken a second puff. ]
What's your friend like? [ like lust, obviously, but besides that. ]
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[That should explain a lot right there.]
Sweet. Funny. Knows a good joke or two in Infernal. I think everyone loves her, but it isn’t hard to see why.
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The one who laughs at your deadly insults. [ that must be what that language was, infernal. sounds... hellish. (heh). ]
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[Heh!]
She’s tiefling too.
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it gets an unexplained burst of snickering out of him, though that might just be the weed. ]
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