Precisely. [ yeah. ] Aphrodite's arrows, swift, true and apparently stronger than a cat fight.
[ he's just going to harass this cat now. tapping frumpkins toes and then pulling his hands away, nyehehe. to the nickname comment... ] It is. It's common to call beautiful girls sisters - I called her jiejie at first, and she said she was too young and cute for that. So, 'little sister' - meimei was more appropriate. [ even though sqx is literally hundreds of years older than gu yun but thats okay. ]
Her realm isn't that different than mine. Just older. [ fantasy ancient china...2! ]
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I certainly didn't do it! I think Lust did. I still don't know what to use mine for. I threatened White with them and he looked so instantly stricken that I felt a bit badly. I suppose I've been waiting for someone to piss me off. Kind of hard to use when everyone just immediately knew you fucking had it. Who the fuck even is Aphrodite? Horseshit. Or if there's the option to trade it . . .
[frumpkins eyes go big and he does that cat thing where they slap their paws rapidly at whatevers in front of them. the bloodlust is there now. he's unleashed it.]
Oh yes. 500 plus years old or something, right? Like elves, those two.
She's a goddess. [ do you know who went and did research on that this week? gu yun did. like a fucking NERD. ] From a place called Greece, apparently - goddess of love, beauty, pleasure and passion. Makes the effect itself make sense, doesn't it? Though, you're right, it does seem a bit cruel to just make someone fall in love out of the blue. [ a beat. ] I guess it solved the problem today well enough.
[ love is more powerful than catfights... which, gu yun is probably losing this fight to this cat at this point. he just lets frumpkin have his prey (his hand) and tickles him under the chin while he's being brutalized. ]
Anyhow. From what I've heard, you can trade them out if you aren't so happy with it, if you ask nicely enough. [ which he seriously doubts molly would have any trouble with, considering. sometimes you're just loved by npcs. ] Though, Lust might be sad, if it is theirs.
I see! [thanks for being a nerd.] ... The Moonweaver does some of that herself. Fond of lovers, secret trysts, the like.
[He puts his elbows on the table and his chin in his hands and just watches Frumpkin gnaw on gu yun, a bit amused.]
It isn't personal! It's tactical! Besides Lust has quite the bribe coming their way, so they'll get over it.
[he stops to dig in his coat for a second, pulling out that tarot deck and flipping through it - until he comes across a card. Putting down in front of gu yun. it's only halfway done - inked lines stop and start and the figure itself seems in flux. A feminine figure, hair in long tendrils, face obscured. On one side, she seems to be falling into the arms of another. On the other, she cradles someone closely. Molly just taps his fingers on it.]
[ he settles with frumpkin just using him as a chew toy, now, and peers over the bar to look properly at the card, even reaching up to adjust his liuli glass to get a better look, like a true nerd. passion and devotion... ]
How long have you been working on this? It's beautiful. [ molly your skills.... ] I'm sure they'll love it.
Few days. On and off. I do them for people that make an impression. I figure if they drifted in and out of my life, perhaps I ought to take some lessons from them.
[ oh, forehead bonks. the gesture feels intimate, and, gu yun's silly eyebrow waggling fades a bit, though the corner of his mouth lifts up in a smile, and he doesn't pull away. ]
I just taught you something five minutes ago. [ 'worthwhile' ok ] How to use the little pictures on the keyboard? How to sleep with a blind man?
[ that last one feels almost odd to say, even if it's tongue in cheek and teasing. it's still a vulnerability, and one gu yun has never shown to anyone unless he had to, and not one he'd bring up again. unless... unless it didn't bother him, to do so.
... molly's certainly taught him a few things, too. ]
I do have a rather strong memory, too, so I'm afraid you'll have to try hard to make me forget about it.
[ he props his chin up in his hand and smiles, the picture of demure cuteness. (except not.) is that true? does he actually have a long memory? Who Knows. it's a mystery. does that mean he has not forgotten about the thing that they are not talking about? Who Knows.]
we're back. there is a long moment of quiet. his ears immediately start turning red, again, clearly visible when he moves his head to press his fingers to his temple for a second as he remembers everything that happened before the whole. murder trial distraction. ]
[ he. laughs. he can't help it, really, reaching up to scrub his face. ]
Don't get riled up by impaling again. [ his first instinct is to make jokes.
there's a pause. gu yun closes his eyes, hand still on his face. ]
...no. Well. Maybe that one. It's a bit impaled. [ tripping on the way to the finish line here, ] But it. Probably leads into something else that we should...
[ ...
SIGHS. ] ... I probably was the one to impale it in the first place.
[He can't really help it either, laughing a sharp bark and then rubbing at his face a bit. At least his flush is easier to hide.]
You didn't.
[Quickly, because-- well. He knows he sort of shoved his boot in it. There's a long pause, and he puts his chin in his hands and only then manages to flick his gaze over.]
I mean, I. [He pauses again.] I liked what you said. Don't get me wrong.
[ i mean. he, similarly, is embarrassed and trying not to show it, but, once he gets over the "i wasn't ready for that answer" and the "i have absolutely zero idea what just happened" he looks up, face very red.
... ]
...I did mean it. So. I rarely say things I don't mean.
[ a pause, and then, he snorts, a little derisive, though mostly at himself. ] I don't - This is the first time I've ever been this tongue tied in my entire life, what the hell. [ so congratulations i guess. ]
right. ] Air's perfectly clear. [ glad we had this (not) talk. what a disaster.
his hands come away from his face. it'd be nice to be purple right now because when you're as lily white as he is it becomes really obvious when you're embarrassed! there's a pause, and then. ]
...No appointment this time? [ a little more tongue in cheek, now, falling somewhere towards normalcy, but... not, too. ]
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[frumpkin, who tires of being constantly pet, is now definitely playing swat the hand. at least his claws are in for now.]
. . . meimei is sweet. A nickname?
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[ he's just going to harass this cat now. tapping frumpkins toes and then pulling his hands away, nyehehe. to the nickname comment... ] It is. It's common to call beautiful girls sisters - I called her jiejie at first, and she said she was too young and cute for that. So, 'little sister' - meimei was more appropriate. [ even though sqx is literally hundreds of years older than gu yun but thats okay. ]
Her realm isn't that different than mine. Just older. [ fantasy ancient china...2! ]
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[frumpkins eyes go big and he does that cat thing where they slap their paws rapidly at whatevers in front of them. the bloodlust is there now. he's unleashed it.]
Oh yes. 500 plus years old or something, right? Like elves, those two.
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[ love is more powerful than catfights... which, gu yun is probably losing this fight to this cat at this point. he just lets frumpkin have his prey (his hand) and tickles him under the chin while he's being brutalized. ]
Anyhow. From what I've heard, you can trade them out if you aren't so happy with it, if you ask nicely enough. [ which he seriously doubts molly would have any trouble with, considering. sometimes you're just loved by npcs. ] Though, Lust might be sad, if it is theirs.
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[He puts his elbows on the table and his chin in his hands and just watches Frumpkin gnaw on gu yun, a bit amused.]
It isn't personal! It's tactical! Besides Lust has quite the bribe coming their way, so they'll get over it.
[he stops to dig in his coat for a second, pulling out that tarot deck and flipping through it - until he comes across a card. Putting down in front of gu yun. it's only halfway done - inked lines stop and start and the figure itself seems in flux. A feminine figure, hair in long tendrils, face obscured. On one side, she seems to be falling into the arms of another. On the other, she cradles someone closely. Molly just taps his fingers on it.]
Passion and Devotion.
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How long have you been working on this? It's beautiful. [ molly your skills.... ] I'm sure they'll love it.
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Few days. On and off. I do them for people that make an impression. I figure if they drifted in and out of my life, perhaps I ought to take some lessons from them.
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Does that mean I get one? You don't have to spoil the surprise.
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Who says you've taught me anything worthwhile at all, arsehole.
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I just taught you something five minutes ago. [ 'worthwhile' ok ] How to use the little pictures on the keyboard? How to sleep with a blind man?
[ that last one feels almost odd to say, even if it's tongue in cheek and teasing. it's still a vulnerability, and one gu yun has never shown to anyone unless he had to, and not one he'd bring up again. unless... unless it didn't bother him, to do so.
... molly's certainly taught him a few things, too. ]
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[molly just stays there for a second, forehead against him, before he pulls back, going to his drink instead and tapping his nails on the glass.]
Order and Chaos.
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Ha. I like it.
[ that's him alright! in a nutshell. ]
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[Huff. He's mostly just looking forward still. Less awkward now that it's clear that they aren't Talking About It, but still.]
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[ he props his chin up in his hand and smiles, the picture of demure cuteness. (except not.) is that true? does he actually have a long memory? Who Knows. it's a mystery. does that mean he has not forgotten about the thing that they are not talking about? Who Knows.]
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[lmao.]
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aaand
we're back. there is a long moment of quiet. his ears immediately start turning red, again, clearly visible when he moves his head to press his fingers to his temple for a second as he remembers everything that happened before the whole. murder trial distraction. ]
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Don't get riled up by impaling again. [ his first instinct is to make jokes.
there's a pause. gu yun closes his eyes, hand still on his face. ]
...no. Well. Maybe that one. It's a bit impaled. [ tripping on the way to the finish line here, ] But it. Probably leads into something else that we should...
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SIGHS. ] ... I probably was the one to impale it in the first place.
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You didn't.
[Quickly, because-- well. He knows he sort of shoved his boot in it. There's a long pause, and he puts his chin in his hands and only then manages to flick his gaze over.]
I mean, I. [He pauses again.] I liked what you said. Don't get me wrong.
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hm. ]
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...I did mean it. So. I rarely say things I don't mean.
[ a pause, and then, he snorts, a little derisive, though mostly at himself. ] I don't - This is the first time I've ever been this tongue tied in my entire life, what the hell. [ so congratulations i guess. ]
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[molly isn't nearly as tongue-tied as he was earlier, but, he'd be equally as red if he could turn red. Instead of like. Purplier. A brighter purple.]
So we can-- We can leave it at that then. You've said something. I liked the thing you said.
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[ right.
right. ] Air's perfectly clear. [ glad we had this (not) talk. what a disaster.
his hands come away from his face. it'd be nice to be purple right now because when you're as lily white as he is it becomes really obvious when you're embarrassed! there's a pause, and then. ]
...No appointment this time? [ a little more tongue in cheek, now, falling somewhere towards normalcy, but... not, too. ]
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mollys tail is absolutely just whipping back and forth at three hundred miles per hour, but no one should point that out.]
No appointment. [...] Though I should get back in the damn thing at some point. Still wasn't quite enough to do it all the way.
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