[ Do they need to check on him? It seems like he's in a more sharing mood, but they know there might be things they shouldn't tread on just yet. While it's good to know he has someone or someones at home to travel with, there is still the trust issues and whatever else he's guarding. ]
Was there any place you would like to travel again to?
...As you can likely imagine, when I grew up, my reading materials were typically those of the library in Flamechurch; that is to say, they were typically of the Sacred Flame's doctrine. It isn't to say that the Pontiff ever limited our reading, per se - rather, that there was a lack of options.
[ the copy of himself had said it. it started with roi. he's on his mind, and it feels like a bramble, like thorns that dig into his chest, that wind up in his throat. it's impossible, to think about the serious weight of the simple phrase, of the grief that temenos has never once touched upon, never allowed himself to think about for more than a day.
... but the more positive things. those are hard too, but maybe wang wu's earned one. ]
...I visited Montwise once or twice before I was an adult; there is a cleric's guild just outside of the city. When we were young, a dear friend of mine and myself spent much of our teen years studying there as we worked to become clerics. But, we would visit the libraries and take out books of a more secular nature along with our scriptures.
[ They do pick up on that slight pause and take note of his words.
They were only there for the copies just long enough to get a new phone background, but didn't hear any of the words or truths spilled out there or on his little skirmish away. They are wondering if something touched on something over the last couple days.
Wang Wu has definitely earned it! She has blood on her outfit for taking care of your holy booty. ]
What a criminal you were sneaking in contraband. [ She is grinning at that, even if he can't see. He can probably up she's teasing. ] Is it the friend that is something of a brother?
[ he's long since finished changing, but, perhaps is now too much of a coward to open the door and talk about this at the same time. this is an olive branch. it's been a very long week. ]
Yes, that's correct. You've seen his handwriting, as well; the book I received was one we studied from in our childhood. [ a pause. ]
[ you know there is something kind of special about two people talking with a door between them. ]
All of those cute little notes and doodles? It's nice to put a name to your co-author. [ Also noticing the was part. That's another path full or brambles that may hurt them both.
Loss. ]
I do wonder what you would make of the library in Spirit Blade Mountain. It's full of books and old scrolls. While it is forbidden for anyone not part of the inner branch, there are ways to get around that.
[ a part of him wants to protect it - wants to hold that name closer, safer, lest someone else try and use it against him, someone else try to ruin it, but, he lets it go, exhaling. ]
Yes. I must have been twelve or so.
[ it's a fond memory, even if it hurts to think about. he'll take the distraction for what it's worth as he gingerly pulls his sweater up and over his head. ]
Oh? Would I have to ask you? I might just break in.
[ Maybe there are notes in that book that share a bit more of that side. Baby Temy]
I could escort you, but I do have a very false reputation of causing trouble. Some people might suspect my motivations. [ Woe is them ] I could be convinced to give you some invisibility spells to use. You can find stories, history, cultivation styles, and spells.
[ he does not answer that question she will have to figure it out on her own.
there's a long moment and eventually, a soft laugh. ] ...I'm sure that reputation is false.
[ and after a pause... the door opens! temenos is in comfier clothes, a teal sweater and comfy pants, and he holds his carefully folded, torn vestments in his hands, holding them out. he's moving a little gingerly: his bare collar shows he's bandaged. ]
...Here. [ a little vulnerability as a treat as he offers the vestments over. ] I'll owe you.
Also is it false? Wang Wu doesn't say one way or another. Turning around to look at him with a pleased look. ]
Look at you! You're looking quite adorable right now. [ He looks comfy. Taking in vestments carefully and holding them close as she brings her hand up to touch his cheek. ]
[ sarcasm but what else is new. he will very carefully hand her his cassock and let his hands fall in front of himself, bowing his head just slightly. sometimes there are shades of that meek little adherent, and they come through in quiet moments of grace like these. ]
Mm. [ ... ] If you're going to stay around, let's sit.
[ She deliberately and slowly inspects him after that comment. ]
There's just something about seeing someone in casual clothes. [ They will exaggerate fanning their face. ] The sweater is a nice color. It makes your eyes look a bit different. [ Also maybe being wounded does lend into the whole finding him adorable, but that isn't something she really wants to touch on.
She does step out of his space as she nods towards couches. ]
You can go ahead and take a seat. I'll put this away in my room real quickly. [ Unless he wants to attempt that journey with her. ]
[ he will indulge her for like, five minutes to let her stare if she wants, though his expression is mostly just placid and unimpressed. yes, yes.
after that he's just going to go ease down to a sitting position somewhere. he'd follow but after the massive SP drain and the long term bleeding....it is time to sit. ]
[ Imagine if she did check him out for a solid five minutes.
It probably wasn't even thirty seconds because he is injured and any more would show too much interest.
Go ahead and sit. It'll be a bit before she's back and in cleaner, more causal clothes herself. Returning the favor in her own way. ]
I could always put something on the tv if you rather not give me too much, detective.
[If this was anyone else, she wouldn't mind getting as much as she can. But part of their give and take is taking when he's normally pretending there's nothing to give. It hardly feels fair to get more. ]
[ matching sweaters with your priest best friend........
he is leaning back against the couch with his eyes closed when wang wu makes her way back - quiet, settled, brow a little pinched but otherwise not really moving. if it weren't for his expression, you might think he's asleep - but when she speaks up, he opens his eyes to look, half lidded and placid. ]
Is this your way of asking what happened? [ better that than the personal questions. there's a chance that's what she wants. ]
There isn't all that much to tell. We fought several monsters, aided by our erstwhile partners, the creatures we... the toys we arrived with. They were alive, then.
[ he's comfortable enough in rabbit's presence though that he settles, closing his eyes again. relaxed! a little trust. he might also just be recalling his journey. ]
But, if you'd like to put something on, that's alright too. I can't promise I'll be the most thrilling company.
So you made a friend. [ Who had nothing good to say about him.
He's lucky he's injured or she would be tempted to draw on him while he rested. She will behave and just get cozy on the couch.
Time to put on Anastasia. ]
You needn't be any kind of company, dearest. Let's just enjoy a bit of research time in case we need to serenade Axel in the near future. [ Keeping their tone light at that. He can have a whole nap if he lets himself ]
Mmm. [ he still has patamon with him this entire time - its like sitting in his lap at the moment where he's curled up. ] Yes, that's a good way to put it.
One of my companions travels with an animal by her side at all times. The two of them speak; I don't speak Beastspeech, but she often translates for us. I could understand this creature, though - and they were quite bent on helping us throughout.
[ (patamon voice) i like you but only when there's one of you
as for being company.. he huffs a soft laugh and tilts his head back against the couch to actually watch, the joke about serenading making him smile a bit. ] I don't think I've sung much outside of hymnals, so I'll pass. I can play the piano for you, if you'd like, once my injuries have healed a touch.
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Was there any place you would like to travel again to?
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that, and it's very distracting, as he carefully changes clothes. ]
Hmmm. [ thoughtful. ] ...The library of Montwise. I've been a few times, but it is one of my favorite places in all of Solistia.
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I should have known it would be a place dedicated to knowledge.
[ Just a touch of fondness to her words. ]
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...As you can likely imagine, when I grew up, my reading materials were typically those of the library in Flamechurch; that is to say, they were typically of the Sacred Flame's doctrine. It isn't to say that the Pontiff ever limited our reading, per se - rather, that there was a lack of options.
[ the copy of himself had said it. it started with roi. he's on his mind, and it feels like a bramble, like thorns that dig into his chest, that wind up in his throat. it's impossible, to think about the serious weight of the simple phrase, of the grief that temenos has never once touched upon, never allowed himself to think about for more than a day.
... but the more positive things. those are hard too, but maybe wang wu's earned one. ]
...I visited Montwise once or twice before I was an adult; there is a cleric's guild just outside of the city. When we were young, a dear friend of mine and myself spent much of our teen years studying there as we worked to become clerics. But, we would visit the libraries and take out books of a more secular nature along with our scriptures.
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They were only there for the copies just long enough to get a new phone background, but didn't hear any of the words or truths spilled out there or on his little skirmish away. They are wondering if something touched on something over the last couple days.
Wang Wu has definitely earned it! She has blood on her outfit for taking care of your holy booty. ]
What a criminal you were sneaking in contraband. [ She is grinning at that, even if he can't see. He can probably up she's teasing. ] Is it the friend that is something of a brother?
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Yes, that's correct. You've seen his handwriting, as well; the book I received was one we studied from in our childhood. [ a pause. ]
...His name was Roi.
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All of those cute little notes and doodles? It's nice to put a name to your co-author. [ Also noticing the was part. That's another path full or brambles that may hurt them both.
Loss. ]
I do wonder what you would make of the library in Spirit Blade Mountain. It's full of books and old scrolls. While it is forbidden for anyone not part of the inner branch, there are ways to get around that.
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Yes. I must have been twelve or so.
[ it's a fond memory, even if it hurts to think about. he'll take the distraction for what it's worth as he gingerly pulls his sweater up and over his head. ]
Oh? Would I have to ask you? I might just break in.
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[ Maybe there are notes in that book that share a bit more of that side. Baby Temy]
I could escort you, but I do have a very false reputation of causing trouble. Some people might suspect my motivations. [ Woe is them ] I could be convinced to give you some invisibility spells to use. You can find stories, history, cultivation styles, and spells.
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[ he does not answer that question she will have to figure it out on her own.
there's a long moment and eventually, a soft laugh. ] ...I'm sure that reputation is false.
[ and after a pause... the door opens! temenos is in comfier clothes, a teal sweater and comfy pants, and he holds his carefully folded, torn vestments in his hands, holding them out. he's moving a little gingerly: his bare collar shows he's bandaged. ]
...Here. [ a little vulnerability as a treat as he offers the vestments over. ] I'll owe you.
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Also is it false? Wang Wu doesn't say one way or another. Turning around to look at him with a pleased look. ]
Look at you! You're looking quite adorable right now. [ He looks comfy. Taking in vestments carefully and holding them close as she brings her hand up to touch his cheek. ]
I'll take good care of them.
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[ sarcasm but what else is new. he will very carefully hand her his cassock and let his hands fall in front of himself, bowing his head just slightly. sometimes there are shades of that meek little adherent, and they come through in quiet moments of grace like these. ]
Mm. [ ... ] If you're going to stay around, let's sit.
[ he is. so tired. ]
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There's just something about seeing someone in casual clothes. [ They will exaggerate fanning their face. ] The sweater is a nice color. It makes your eyes look a bit different. [ Also maybe being wounded does lend into the whole finding him adorable, but that isn't something she really wants to touch on.
She does step out of his space as she nods towards couches. ]
You can go ahead and take a seat. I'll put this away in my room real quickly. [ Unless he wants to attempt that journey with her. ]
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after that he's just going to go ease down to a sitting position somewhere. he'd follow but after the massive SP drain and the long term bleeding....it is time to sit. ]
Take your time. [ polite!! ]
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It probably wasn't even thirty seconds because he is injured and any more would show too much interest.
Go ahead and sit. It'll be a bit before she's back and in cleaner, more causal clothes herself. Returning the favor in her own way. ]
I could always put something on the tv if you rather not give me too much, detective.
[If this was anyone else, she wouldn't mind getting as much as she can. But part of their give and take is taking when he's normally pretending there's nothing to give. It hardly feels fair to get more. ]
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he is leaning back against the couch with his eyes closed when wang wu makes her way back - quiet, settled, brow a little pinched but otherwise not really moving. if it weren't for his expression, you might think he's asleep - but when she speaks up, he opens his eyes to look, half lidded and placid. ]
Is this your way of asking what happened? [ better that than the personal questions. there's a chance that's what she wants. ]
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Only if you can muster the energy for it. It isn't like we're going any where any time soon. You can tell me after you have some rest.
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[ he's comfortable enough in rabbit's presence though that he settles, closing his eyes again. relaxed! a little trust. he might also just be recalling his journey. ]
But, if you'd like to put something on, that's alright too. I can't promise I'll be the most thrilling company.
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He's lucky he's injured or she would be tempted to draw on him while he rested. She will behave and just get cozy on the couch.
Time to put on Anastasia. ]
You needn't be any kind of company, dearest. Let's just enjoy a bit of research time in case we need to serenade Axel in the near future. [ Keeping their tone light at that. He can have a whole nap if he lets himself ]
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One of my companions travels with an animal by her side at all times. The two of them speak; I don't speak Beastspeech, but she often translates for us. I could understand this creature, though - and they were quite bent on helping us throughout.
[ (patamon voice) i like you but only when there's one of you
as for being company.. he huffs a soft laugh and tilts his head back against the couch to actually watch, the joke about serenading making him smile a bit. ] I don't think I've sung much outside of hymnals, so I'll pass. I can play the piano for you, if you'd like, once my injuries have healed a touch.