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[ despite the early morning, there's an eagle call on the roof of a boulevard building, and up above is that daemon again, shuffling across the edge as it waits for xie lian to notice it.
baraqiel is below on the beach side of the building, arms crossed under their cloak, though they do straighten a little when xie lian is made aware of them being there. ]
baraqiel is below on the beach side of the building, arms crossed under their cloak, though they do straighten a little when xie lian is made aware of them being there. ]
[ well!!! calytrix gets a wave, first, as xie lian hears the cry - he gives the daemon a little bow of his head in greeting. san lang is still wrapped around xie lian's neck, though he also perks; and xie lian spots the other half of this little duo and scoots over, bowing to him as well. ]
Good morning, Baraqiel! Did you get my letter?
[ hello hello ]
Good morning, Baraqiel! Did you get my letter?
[ hello hello ]
I did. You're more likely to get an answer in person than you are a bottle in return, at least from me.
[ and down comes the eagle! it lands on the ground, doing that funny bird walk that birds do, before there's a hiccup of dust - and takes a new form, chuffing and shaking itself out. baraqiel doesn't seem particularly fazed by this. ]
Did you want to take that walk..?
[ and down comes the eagle! it lands on the ground, doing that funny bird walk that birds do, before there's a hiccup of dust - and takes a new form, chuffing and shaking itself out. baraqiel doesn't seem particularly fazed by this. ]
Did you want to take that walk..?
[ oh! san lang is utterly fearless - as the daemon becomes a much larger animal, he skitters down xie lian's arm, and hops down to greet this now big tiger, with the same nose boops as he'd greeted the other, smaller ferret before. hello!! xie lian's own face moves into one of brief surprise, and then a little delight, if only because this is a very fascinating form of choice. these daemons are so curious.
and, to the bottles: ] It may be a bit silly, but... the bottles remind me a little of something from home.
[ xie lian smiles up (?) i'm assuming it's up. i know it's up you bastard ] But... I prefer speaking like this, too, so, I'm glad. Let's.
[ then, off to the beach they go! san lang is running very fast to keep up with this giant tiger. ]
and, to the bottles: ] It may be a bit silly, but... the bottles remind me a little of something from home.
[ xie lian smiles up (?) i'm assuming it's up. i know it's up you bastard ] But... I prefer speaking like this, too, so, I'm glad. Let's.
[ then, off to the beach they go! san lang is running very fast to keep up with this giant tiger. ]
[ the tiger is fairly placid, and lowers its head to boop noses with san lang again. the size difference is astronomical - compared to the ferret and weasel forms being of similar size, it could eat the ferret in one bite, arguably enormous as it is. but it seems aware of its size, up against the other daemon, and is gentle with the greeting. hello! ]
Oh? What's that? [ is it up? is it up, sisi? maybe it isn't. but, regardless, there's curiosity in their tone as they start off on the beach. the tiger doesn't make a point of slowing, but is clearly aware of where the other daemon is. ]
Oh? What's that? [ is it up? is it up, sisi? maybe it isn't. but, regardless, there's curiosity in their tone as they start off on the beach. the tiger doesn't make a point of slowing, but is clearly aware of where the other daemon is. ]
[ i'LL KILL YOU AT LEAST TELL ME IF THEY'RE TALL
off they go! to the beach (beach). san lang runs easily with the tiger, keeping pace and even dashing ahead at some points. what a powerful and graceful noodle.
xie lian clasps his hands behind his back as they walk. ] Well... they're a bit like prayers.
People often leave prayers for gods, no? Written, verbal - they toss them out to the Heavens, in hopes that the god they choose to pray for is listening. It feels a bit similar, is all.
off they go! to the beach (beach). san lang runs easily with the tiger, keeping pace and even dashing ahead at some points. what a powerful and graceful noodle.
xie lian clasps his hands behind his back as they walk. ] Well... they're a bit like prayers.
People often leave prayers for gods, no? Written, verbal - they toss them out to the Heavens, in hopes that the god they choose to pray for is listening. It feels a bit similar, is all.
[ fine, jesus, they're tall. the height difference between daemons is vastly appropriate.
baraqiel listens as the tiger alternates between racing after the speedy noodle, outpacing, or walking circles around san lang or their persons. this is mostly being ignored by the watcher, as per usual. ]
I see. Well, we're certainly no gods, here - though we're meant to be guardians that many people associate with a singular god. Suriel and Shamsiel know more about them than I do, but apparently they're guardian angels.
baraqiel listens as the tiger alternates between racing after the speedy noodle, outpacing, or walking circles around san lang or their persons. this is mostly being ignored by the watcher, as per usual. ]
I see. Well, we're certainly no gods, here - though we're meant to be guardians that many people associate with a singular god. Suriel and Shamsiel know more about them than I do, but apparently they're guardian angels.
[ im kidding it said it on their profile i just had to scream
there's something about 'we're certainly no gods here' that makes xie lian's mouth twitch, a little, but he keeps it to himself, listening instead to the lore! at one point san lang decides to play keep away with this tiger, which is ridiculous because it is like a foot long. irrelevant. feisty. ]
I quite like your method, anyhow. Gods are not very good at communicating, sometimes. [ xie lian? there are a lot of layers to that statement.
anyhow! ] It is almost difficult, to imagine the world with only one god. Are you in contact with them? [ i dont think that's how this works bud ] And, to be a guardian... sort of like warriors - ah, well. I suppose, moreso like 'watchers'.
there's something about 'we're certainly no gods here' that makes xie lian's mouth twitch, a little, but he keeps it to himself, listening instead to the lore! at one point san lang decides to play keep away with this tiger, which is ridiculous because it is like a foot long. irrelevant. feisty. ]
I quite like your method, anyhow. Gods are not very good at communicating, sometimes. [ xie lian? there are a lot of layers to that statement.
anyhow! ] It is almost difficult, to imagine the world with only one god. Are you in contact with them? [ i dont think that's how this works bud ] And, to be a guardian... sort of like warriors - ah, well. I suppose, moreso like 'watchers'.
[ :anna:
a moment, and baraqiel turns their head to watch their daemon bound after xie lian's like this difference in size is negligible. after he starts speaking, though, they look back at him. ]
The execution could use some work, but as long as it does its job I'm only complaining for the sake of complaining, at that point. [ an absent noise follows ]
Can't say I can imagine it, either. But, no, we've no contact with that god. [ beat, then, dryly: ] We also don't have contact with the higher power we're meant to be working under, but I can't say I was particularly optimistic about that. I will say I'm more used to the warrior role, rather than a watcher, but regardless.
a moment, and baraqiel turns their head to watch their daemon bound after xie lian's like this difference in size is negligible. after he starts speaking, though, they look back at him. ]
The execution could use some work, but as long as it does its job I'm only complaining for the sake of complaining, at that point. [ an absent noise follows ]
Can't say I can imagine it, either. But, no, we've no contact with that god. [ beat, then, dryly: ] We also don't have contact with the higher power we're meant to be working under, but I can't say I was particularly optimistic about that. I will say I'm more used to the warrior role, rather than a watcher, but regardless.
[ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the way he just brightens up even further ]
Oh, how wonderful. I'd love to see your technique, sometime! [ even after everything that's happened to him, xie lian is a big fan of swords. and swordfighting. and martial arts in general. ]
the way he just brightens up even further ]
Oh, how wonderful. I'd love to see your technique, sometime! [ even after everything that's happened to him, xie lian is a big fan of swords. and swordfighting. and martial arts in general. ]
[ ah... ]
...well, that does answer that question. [ xie lian frowns, a little, bringing his hand to his chin, thoughtful. san lang pauses too, ears flicking curiously from where he's probably climbing baraqiel's daemon like a tree now? i don't know his life ] I had thought that the name "Fang Xin" sound like it could be a blade, but... Baraqiel, that is not a blade that I have ever owned.
Not that I am complaining, of course, but, even before - when I was younger and had them all, I still knew the names of all of my weapons. I am hoping if perhaps I can see it, then I might recognize it.
...well, that does answer that question. [ xie lian frowns, a little, bringing his hand to his chin, thoughtful. san lang pauses too, ears flicking curiously from where he's probably climbing baraqiel's daemon like a tree now? i don't know his life ] I had thought that the name "Fang Xin" sound like it could be a blade, but... Baraqiel, that is not a blade that I have ever owned.
Not that I am complaining, of course, but, even before - when I was younger and had them all, I still knew the names of all of my weapons. I am hoping if perhaps I can see it, then I might recognize it.
[ a pause, and baraqiel comes to a stop, looking at xie lian and seeming to turn that over. their daemon approaches, making low, chuffing noises, head low and ears sideways as they look up at them with their eyes.
the silence before they answer stretches, before they finally come to something. ]
... that does make things interesting, when there's already so many complications. Hopefully we'll be able to get your things back to you, soon, so that's one less mystery in all of this.
the silence before they answer stretches, before they finally come to something. ]
... that does make things interesting, when there's already so many complications. Hopefully we'll be able to get your things back to you, soon, so that's one less mystery in all of this.
It would be very nice to have my robes back. [ he laughs, at that, looking helplessly down at himself - white turtleneck, white cargo pants, and this truly incredible jacket. ] And a blade, as well. I hope it is an excellent one - I'm looking forward to seeing its construction, at least. There must be a reason why it came along with me.
[ there sure is! haha!
anyway san lang tapataps at the daemon with his little ferret paws - the sidewise ears! - and then starts trying to climb up its back. ] What happened to them, anyway...?
[ there sure is! haha!
anyway san lang tapataps at the daemon with his little ferret paws - the sidewise ears! - and then starts trying to climb up its back. ] What happened to them, anyway...?
It's... definitely an interesting look. I don't think I would be able to pull it off, but this isn't my norm, either.
[ they extend a wing, actually, to lift their cloak up higher to display it. xie lian will get a better look at the limb in question.
it then lowers, and the tiger rumbles faintly, but does shift a little to make san lang's climbing easier as if it's just a natural motion. ]
I suppose we'll see. But we think something happened on your way in, that might have separated you from your things. [ beat ] Your clothes doing the same seems farfetched, and might have just been an excuse to put you in those joke clothes.
[ they extend a wing, actually, to lift their cloak up higher to display it. xie lian will get a better look at the limb in question.
it then lowers, and the tiger rumbles faintly, but does shift a little to make san lang's climbing easier as if it's just a natural motion. ]
I suppose we'll see. But we think something happened on your way in, that might have separated you from your things. [ beat ] Your clothes doing the same seems farfetched, and might have just been an excuse to put you in those joke clothes.
[ oh, wings.... xie lian comes to look, leaning in curiously to do so, though not touching! he is polite. ]
I've never seen someone with wings before. People can certainly fly [ ??? ] but not at all like this. That seems quite the norm around here, doesn't it...?
[ all these angels! ] They are very lovely.
[ san lang is now sitting on the tiger's head. yes. he's standing, actually, paws together, balancing. very cute. ]
As for our clothes - I suppose as long as we weren't just undressed by someone, and that they're returned at some point, that is alright. [ even if the material of the jacket and everything else is scratchy and uncomfortable, in ways he isn't really used to. it's fine. sometimes you were spoiled. ] Stranger things have happened...
I've never seen someone with wings before. People can certainly fly [ ??? ] but not at all like this. That seems quite the norm around here, doesn't it...?
[ all these angels! ] They are very lovely.
[ san lang is now sitting on the tiger's head. yes. he's standing, actually, paws together, balancing. very cute. ]
As for our clothes - I suppose as long as we weren't just undressed by someone, and that they're returned at some point, that is alright. [ even if the material of the jacket and everything else is scratchy and uncomfortable, in ways he isn't really used to. it's fine. sometimes you were spoiled. ] Stranger things have happened...
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I've seen my fair share of interesting people with interesting parts. [ they hold still long enough for xie lian to see, but then they're folded back under the cloak, practically blending in with the lining. ] But angels and flight are new. How, exactly, do people fly without wings for you..?
[ polite interest, though genuine. the tiger sits down on the sand, chuffing and seemingly settled in temperament again, with this ferret balancing on its head.
(their ears do flick back, briefly, but hard to say at what.) ]
Stranger things are always happening, but no, I'd hope that wasn't the case. Bad enough to be put into those getups in the first place.
[ polite interest, though genuine. the tiger sits down on the sand, chuffing and seemingly settled in temperament again, with this ferret balancing on its head.
(their ears do flick back, briefly, but hard to say at what.) ]
Stranger things are always happening, but no, I'd hope that wasn't the case. Bad enough to be put into those getups in the first place.
[ xie lian will find rameel waiting for him at the cafe with a half eaten bar of candy in front of them. ]
Wow! I've never gotten such a polite and well articulated letter. It feels extra old fashioned than normal.
To answer the question—carefully. The night is very heavy.
Wow! I've never gotten such a polite and well articulated letter. It feels extra old fashioned than normal.
To answer the question—carefully. The night is very heavy.
Oh!
[ xie lian's not unused to people just randomly appearing in places where he needs to talk to them, so, suddenly seeing another masked cloaked person here is only a little surprising. he pauses in what he was doing, san lang standing up straight and at attention at his shoulder as a ferret, before he smiles and comes over to greet rameel! ]
Hello, Rameel. [ he gets a bow, even! fist to hand, very polite indeed. ] To say so is like one of those old parables my old tutor used to say. Would one have to simply persevere, and carry the night until the dawn?
[ xie lian's not unused to people just randomly appearing in places where he needs to talk to them, so, suddenly seeing another masked cloaked person here is only a little surprising. he pauses in what he was doing, san lang standing up straight and at attention at his shoulder as a ferret, before he smiles and comes over to greet rameel! ]
Hello, Rameel. [ he gets a bow, even! fist to hand, very polite indeed. ] To say so is like one of those old parables my old tutor used to say. Would one have to simply persevere, and carry the night until the dawn?
On their swords, of course. [ like this is obvious? of course it is. that's just what people do, in his realm. ] Or sabers, I suppose. Or also, you can sometimes simply jump high enough that it feels as though you're flying, and use your spiritual energy to cushion your landing.
[ not that xie lian really can do that anymore.
... he falters just a little, but, recovers after a moment, fiddling with his long hair. san lang makes a little noise and decides to drape over the tiger's neck, instead, like a good noodle. ]
Certainly so. It could have been worse, I think. I may have gotten off lucky. [ he's really only saying this because his neck was covered, but, that's fine. picking a spot to stand on the beach for a moment, xie lian tucks his hands behind his back, looking up at his companion. ]
You know... I believe I heard you say that you chose to be here, a while before. Is that right...?
[ not that xie lian really can do that anymore.
... he falters just a little, but, recovers after a moment, fiddling with his long hair. san lang makes a little noise and decides to drape over the tiger's neck, instead, like a good noodle. ]
Certainly so. It could have been worse, I think. I may have gotten off lucky. [ he's really only saying this because his neck was covered, but, that's fine. picking a spot to stand on the beach for a moment, xie lian tucks his hands behind his back, looking up at his companion. ]
You know... I believe I heard you say that you chose to be here, a while before. Is that right...?
[ much like the day before, there's the low eagle cry to announce that baraqiel has arrived. but the daemon is on a bench, hopping, towards him and making soft chirruping noises. ]
The way that was phrased, you don't have to discuss it further. But I thought I would come with the offer regardless.
The way that was phrased, you don't have to discuss it further. But I thought I would come with the offer regardless.
Greetings Xie Lian!
[ the pause comes to not surprise and san lang can meet rameel's daemon—a pink snake—that's looped around their neck loosely around their neck. blep.
they'll return the bow, however. ]
Your tutor taught you some fun parables, however I'd have to decline. The dawn belongs to Satariel and I would not like to cross them.
I like being on their good side even if I don't think I'd ever be in danger of crossing them.
[ the pause comes to not surprise and san lang can meet rameel's daemon—a pink snake—that's looped around their neck loosely around their neck. blep.
they'll return the bow, however. ]
Your tutor taught you some fun parables, however I'd have to decline. The dawn belongs to Satariel and I would not like to cross them.
I like being on their good side even if I don't think I'd ever be in danger of crossing them.
[ xie lian is sitting, at the moment, cross legged and in his robes - he's at the edge of town, away from kids and other people here and just about anyone, staring out at the dilapidated buildings. san lang is still wrapped around his neck, as he has been all week, though he's hiding behind the curtain of xie lian's brown hair.
the eagle cry gets his attention; as he glances up, he notes baraqiel, and then looks back down at his lap, where the sword lays. it's currently unsheathed; the black of the blade is nearly absorbing any light available in the darkness of evening.
xie lian looks up at him for a moment - and then smiles, soft, though it does't reach his eyes. ]
You didn't have to come - though, I am glad to see you. [ and with that, he turns his eyes back down to the blade, and it doesn't seem like he's going to speak up again, for a long moment. ] ...Is there a reason, why I might have something that has not belonged to me?
the eagle cry gets his attention; as he glances up, he notes baraqiel, and then looks back down at his lap, where the sword lays. it's currently unsheathed; the black of the blade is nearly absorbing any light available in the darkness of evening.
xie lian looks up at him for a moment - and then smiles, soft, though it does't reach his eyes. ]
You didn't have to come - though, I am glad to see you. [ and with that, he turns his eyes back down to the blade, and it doesn't seem like he's going to speak up again, for a long moment. ] ...Is there a reason, why I might have something that has not belonged to me?
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