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[ryn settles in right next to him, though he's cautious, considering bixing's condition.]
Yes. Think it's worn off, now.
...there was enough space in there for multiple, when it didn't smell like mint I sort of-- figured we needed quick and decisive proof.
Yes. Think it's worn off, now.
...there was enough space in there for multiple, when it didn't smell like mint I sort of-- figured we needed quick and decisive proof.
You know that I have a comprehensive list of all of the drinks, including mixtures - we've been testing them together. It was why I said something, when you were first looking.
[ he sounds... a little tired, but not angry or anything. ] That was stupid.
[ he sounds... a little tired, but not angry or anything. ] That was stupid.
No. It's not about what they do, really. It's about the after effect of what people do, when they drink them, is all.
[ considering lee junhyeong, and... considering some of those crueler words, too. ] It was just - unnecessary. Is all. I won't lecture you about it more than that, though.
[ considering lee junhyeong, and... considering some of those crueler words, too. ] It was just - unnecessary. Is all. I won't lecture you about it more than that, though.
Got me in the torso. Rosé was able to help, but it's still a little...
[it's not going to be something that keeps him from breathing or at risk of stressing a fracture now! but it still hurts.
he manages to tug up the hoodie he's wearing and the shirt beneath it; the area filbo's shadow struck is a deep, almost black shade of blue-purple, but that's how ryn bruises with his blood color.]
[it's not going to be something that keeps him from breathing or at risk of stressing a fracture now! but it still hurts.
he manages to tug up the hoodie he's wearing and the shirt beneath it; the area filbo's shadow struck is a deep, almost black shade of blue-purple, but that's how ryn bruises with his blood color.]
[ hello rynlan!! on this lovely city day, lu bixing and rynlan are out for a little walk and exploring the city. they're vibing.
when!! all of a sudden, a bucket of water from somewhere up above them comes straight down like it's going to pour directly onto rynlan and/or bixing!
what do!! ]
when!! all of a sudden, a bucket of water from somewhere up above them comes straight down like it's going to pour directly onto rynlan and/or bixing!
what do!! ]
[ oh, there he is. okay. that's fine. at the question, bixing looks up... and then he laughs a little, murmurs I got this, and lets out a wolf whistle. ]
Hey, come on, seriously? We're both just humble scholars. Neither of us have a lot of money, and you still tried to use an old trick like that? Not even a special one for a couple of lookers like my friend and I, here? I'm hurt!
[ a moment passes, and a lady pops her head out of the apartment window. it's a demon lady, and she is. scantily clad. she starts laughing, though, and bixing touches a hand to his heart like he's been offended, playing it up like a goof. ]
Listen, come on, you just tried to splash us both. You're pretty cute, but we almost got soaked and you wouldn't have gotten anything out of it! Let's just call it even, maybe toss us a pack of cigarettes as an apology?
[ there's some muffled chatter from up in the window. bixing gives rynlan a little elbow, and if he could wink, he would, and after a moment... a package of cigarettes comes sailing down from where the water had been dumped previously. ]
Hey, come on, seriously? We're both just humble scholars. Neither of us have a lot of money, and you still tried to use an old trick like that? Not even a special one for a couple of lookers like my friend and I, here? I'm hurt!
[ a moment passes, and a lady pops her head out of the apartment window. it's a demon lady, and she is. scantily clad. she starts laughing, though, and bixing touches a hand to his heart like he's been offended, playing it up like a goof. ]
Listen, come on, you just tried to splash us both. You're pretty cute, but we almost got soaked and you wouldn't have gotten anything out of it! Let's just call it even, maybe toss us a pack of cigarettes as an apology?
[ there's some muffled chatter from up in the window. bixing gives rynlan a little elbow, and if he could wink, he would, and after a moment... a package of cigarettes comes sailing down from where the water had been dumped previously. ]
[oh, well, if bixing's got it-- rynlan lets him handle it, watching with interest, and as the package is thrown down he catches it out of the air with a little shadow tendril.
the tendril deposits it in bixing's hands.]
Not half bad. What was that anyway, Bixing?
the tendril deposits it in bixing's hands.]
Not half bad. What was that anyway, Bixing?
Nice catch.
[ bixing says with a grin, taking the package and putting it in his breast pocket. a present for his favorite chain smoker for later, though he does pop the top off and take one out before tucking it away.
he waves up to the people in the windows overhead, with a cheerful -] Thanks, friends!
[ and there's some giggling and cooing and laughing - the scantily clad woman blows a kiss to them both, and he mimes catching it and sticking it in his pocket, and then laughs, gesturing for rynlan. onwards. ]
A scam. [ help. he says this perfectly goodnatured, twirling the cigarette he took out of his pocket between his fingers with a flourish before handing it to rynlan. payment from the payment! ] Old trick to catch someone in a honey pot, really. They dump water on you from the window, the person usually gets mad, right, and starts demanding an apology? It gives the people inside a chance to wheedle a little and say it's an accident, lure them inside with promises of an apology or dry clothes. Then one thing leads to another, it turns to a whole package of drinking and partying, and the next thing you know, all your valuables are gone and you're out on the street in your boxers.
That was quick thinking with the shield, though. Nice reflexes!
[ bixing says with a grin, taking the package and putting it in his breast pocket. a present for his favorite chain smoker for later, though he does pop the top off and take one out before tucking it away.
he waves up to the people in the windows overhead, with a cheerful -] Thanks, friends!
[ and there's some giggling and cooing and laughing - the scantily clad woman blows a kiss to them both, and he mimes catching it and sticking it in his pocket, and then laughs, gesturing for rynlan. onwards. ]
A scam. [ help. he says this perfectly goodnatured, twirling the cigarette he took out of his pocket between his fingers with a flourish before handing it to rynlan. payment from the payment! ] Old trick to catch someone in a honey pot, really. They dump water on you from the window, the person usually gets mad, right, and starts demanding an apology? It gives the people inside a chance to wheedle a little and say it's an accident, lure them inside with promises of an apology or dry clothes. Then one thing leads to another, it turns to a whole package of drinking and partying, and the next thing you know, all your valuables are gone and you're out on the street in your boxers.
That was quick thinking with the shield, though. Nice reflexes!
Edited (so many typos) 2023-03-28 00:03 (UTC)
I don't know, that might have been fun, too.
[rynlan. but he takes the cigarette with a little nod; he doesn't have a lighter, so he holds it up to one of his hair tentacles, which reflexively curls around it. built-in storage.]
What else am I going to do with my magic restored, not use it where I can?
[rynlan. but he takes the cigarette with a little nod; he doesn't have a lighter, so he holds it up to one of his hair tentacles, which reflexively curls around it. built-in storage.]
What else am I going to do with my magic restored, not use it where I can?
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