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turmoiling) wrote in middaeg2020-07-04 07:37 am
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Who: Jin Guangyao and YOU!
When: Throughout Juril
Where: Aefenglom and Wilde
What: Quests, Eclipse, and other hangouts around the city
Warnings: Animal death in Gathering Samples thread, others will be noted if them come up.
Basking Snek
The weather is perfect for Jin Guangyao in his naga form - humid and warm. So beyond his usual spot on the patio at Diplomatea, it's possible to find him in a park, or any other nice sunny spot, just soaking it in. Recent events have been... tiring, so even though the sun's been up for a while now this morning, but Jin Guangyao is still just barely awake, perhaps even napping off and on, upper body resting on his snake coils, with his lidless golden snake eyes still open and staring.
It was little effort to have a weiqi board made and some appropriate white and black stones found, so it is sitting beside him, an open invitation to enjoy a strategic board game. Just... give him a moment to wake back up first.
Or, if a little encouragement is needed, perhaps he's still aware and greets you with a pleasant smile instead, although you might have to pardon him not getting up in a hurry. "Please, feel free to join me," he invites. "Would you care for a game?"
Gathering Samples Quest [but actually testing venom in a civilized manner]
Jin Guangyao doesn't leave the city too often - especially now, when the city is so pleasantly warm and humid, and the Wilde is so cold. But the excuse of leaving to help out a fellow Mirrorbound, beyond the Outer City, is an excellent reason to wander a bit further than he might otherwise. Collecting plants is an innocuous enough task, and he stays well away from patches of Cwyld infection, loathe to touch his unprotected snake body to any ground that might be tainted. No, Jin Guangyao is only looking for manageable trouble, sword out and gleaming, not just from the runes etched along it, but also from the thin sheen of oily fluid down the length of the blade.
What might draw one's attention is some sort of horrible shriek echoing through the forest. Jin Guangyao's golden robes are hardly camouflage, and so the source of the sound is easy to find - it's not him that made the noise, though. The source appears to be a Cwyld-infected stag, its head blackened by the magical infection and twisted into some kind of horrible thing. It has fallen to the ground but is still alive, with a single small cut across one leg that's bleeding furiously in infected black and red. Jin Guangyao keeps his distance from the twisted wildlife, sword still out, but with no intention of coming in to dispatch the creature, only watching with a golden slit-eyed stare.
Night Hunt in the City [Night of the eclipse and lowered inhibitions]
Normally well-kept, neat and perfectly-groomed, Jin Guangyao looks considerably more dishevelled tonight as he slithers slowly down the city streets in the wee hours before the sun rises. His hat is absent, along with his sword, and his hair is mussed. The outer robe he usually wears is missing entirely too, and the whole ensemble unbelted as if thrown on in the greatest of hurries. The lack of belt is probably why he just can't seem to get the collar to lie properly, trying to adjust it as he slides smoothly along the cobblestones.
As much as Jin Guangyao appreciates Lan Xichen's affection, there really are a few other things he'd like to do tonight before he's completely exhausted -- even that restlessness and energy from the full moons only goes so far. His head is lifted a little, and at times his black forked tongue flickers, on the trail of something or someone interesting.
Jin Guangyao's Warm Rock Collection Begins
Speaking of warm weather, Jin Guangyao hasn't consciously realized yet that a new habit is upon him. A stray cobblestone from the street that's fallen out of place is warm from the sun, and just lying there in the street. Even though he already had an armful of ledgers, Jin Guangyao stops to pick it up and just carries it with him as he slithers off without even thinking about it. How much do you care about nagas creating potholes?
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When: Throughout Juril
Where: Aefenglom and Wilde
What: Quests, Eclipse, and other hangouts around the city
Warnings: Animal death in Gathering Samples thread, others will be noted if them come up.
Basking Snek
The weather is perfect for Jin Guangyao in his naga form - humid and warm. So beyond his usual spot on the patio at Diplomatea, it's possible to find him in a park, or any other nice sunny spot, just soaking it in. Recent events have been... tiring, so even though the sun's been up for a while now this morning, but Jin Guangyao is still just barely awake, perhaps even napping off and on, upper body resting on his snake coils, with his lidless golden snake eyes still open and staring.
It was little effort to have a weiqi board made and some appropriate white and black stones found, so it is sitting beside him, an open invitation to enjoy a strategic board game. Just... give him a moment to wake back up first.
Or, if a little encouragement is needed, perhaps he's still aware and greets you with a pleasant smile instead, although you might have to pardon him not getting up in a hurry. "Please, feel free to join me," he invites. "Would you care for a game?"
Gathering Samples Quest [but actually testing venom in a civilized manner]
Jin Guangyao doesn't leave the city too often - especially now, when the city is so pleasantly warm and humid, and the Wilde is so cold. But the excuse of leaving to help out a fellow Mirrorbound, beyond the Outer City, is an excellent reason to wander a bit further than he might otherwise. Collecting plants is an innocuous enough task, and he stays well away from patches of Cwyld infection, loathe to touch his unprotected snake body to any ground that might be tainted. No, Jin Guangyao is only looking for manageable trouble, sword out and gleaming, not just from the runes etched along it, but also from the thin sheen of oily fluid down the length of the blade.
What might draw one's attention is some sort of horrible shriek echoing through the forest. Jin Guangyao's golden robes are hardly camouflage, and so the source of the sound is easy to find - it's not him that made the noise, though. The source appears to be a Cwyld-infected stag, its head blackened by the magical infection and twisted into some kind of horrible thing. It has fallen to the ground but is still alive, with a single small cut across one leg that's bleeding furiously in infected black and red. Jin Guangyao keeps his distance from the twisted wildlife, sword still out, but with no intention of coming in to dispatch the creature, only watching with a golden slit-eyed stare.
Night Hunt in the City [Night of the eclipse and lowered inhibitions]
Normally well-kept, neat and perfectly-groomed, Jin Guangyao looks considerably more dishevelled tonight as he slithers slowly down the city streets in the wee hours before the sun rises. His hat is absent, along with his sword, and his hair is mussed. The outer robe he usually wears is missing entirely too, and the whole ensemble unbelted as if thrown on in the greatest of hurries. The lack of belt is probably why he just can't seem to get the collar to lie properly, trying to adjust it as he slides smoothly along the cobblestones.
As much as Jin Guangyao appreciates Lan Xichen's affection, there really are a few other things he'd like to do tonight before he's completely exhausted -- even that restlessness and energy from the full moons only goes so far. His head is lifted a little, and at times his black forked tongue flickers, on the trail of something or someone interesting.
Jin Guangyao's Warm Rock Collection Begins
Speaking of warm weather, Jin Guangyao hasn't consciously realized yet that a new habit is upon him. A stray cobblestone from the street that's fallen out of place is warm from the sun, and just lying there in the street. Even though he already had an armful of ledgers, Jin Guangyao stops to pick it up and just carries it with him as he slithers off without even thinking about it. How much do you care about nagas creating potholes?
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Clever fingers begin to check them one by one, admiring the small rocks and the care taken to find similar ones.
"'Weiqi', then. Sure, I'd play." Now, time for a bit of posturing, an eyebrow raising when his lopsided smirk seems to bump it higher. "I hope you're very, very good, because I never lose when it comes to strategy games. Especially if the rules are similar... but how do you figure it's still morning? Can't you see where the sun's at?"
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"It's easy to lose track of time when the day is so pleasant," he lies easily, adding humbly, "I am hardly so skilled, but I hope that I can give you a few moments of entertainment. I'm known as Lianfang-zun, or Jin Guangyao if you're the less formal sort." Which he guesses this fellow is, from the looks of him. "And you must be one of the new Mirrorbound? I can't say I've seen your face around Haven before."
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Bullshit. An old man—by Hiruma's standards, which means anyone who looks older than he does—sitting in a park with a game board is guaranteed to be adept at it. That's just the law of the land.
"You're right, though, I just arrived with the last bunch of suckers. It's too fucking bad, huh, scales?" Looks like he's even more irreverent than initially thought, 'less formal' an understatement, but the way his hand's outstretched for Jin Guangyao to shake, in a very Western-minded fashion, suggests he has some tact. "You must be Chinese, with names like that. Unless you being from Earth's too bold of me to assume. Where do you come from?"
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"Lanling city," he replies easily. What are places outside the realms of various sects and petty mortal nobility? It's a mystery. "If it is 'Earth', it must be a very different one the ones others comes from, I think. Are you so dissatisfied with your arrival here, young... ah, it seems I've forgotten your name already, my apologies."
Not that Hiruma actually gave it, but it's a nice enough way to remind him by putting the blame on Jin Guangyao himself.
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Checking out the patterns of Jin Guangyao's snake tail, wondering what species he's supposed to be. It could be a foreign, magical kind, so the question isn't posed.
"Never heard of Lanling city, so maybe you're right. Or maybe I need to brush up on my geography. Shouldn't you be dissatisfied you were forced to leave your home, or are you one of the idiots who actually enjoys being kidnapped and winds up relating to their captors? That's called 'Stockholm syndrome' where I come from."
A wink.
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As they take turns, the initial few strategic placements of stones makes it obvious that Hiruma's assumption is correct and Jin Guangyao is not exactly a novice.
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"My circumstances are ordinary. I ran through a normal day's routine before winding up here, so it's not especially important to note." Hiruma, while he may be studying Jin Guangyao's moves on the board, is more intent on watching him. And placing his own pieces, his style of play is aggressive, a constant, methodical attack on the enemy. "Have you met people like you in this place? People who'd be dead if it weren't for the mirrors' imposition?"
Losing one of his own rocks, he offers it up to Jin Guangyao with a smirk.
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"May I ask what is ordinary for you? I'm sure we would both consider different things to be ordinary," even from looking at the style of dress alone, Hiruma must come from a rather different place. Jin Guangyao hasn't spared any thought at all to the idea of returning, entirely off the plate as far as he's concerned. But with the idea brought to the discussion, he can't help but add, "I'm sorry to hear that it isn't such an intriguing change of scenery for some. I suppose there are those, back where you are from, who you miss terribly."