Hilariously I don't think Childe has done a weed but the smell is distinctive enough that he can recognize it by now; he doesn't seem to mind, though, wandering over. He doesn't spend much time in here, so he glances over the displays as he goes.]
Stressed, I take it? [This isn't a serious question, and he takes a seat next to LBX.]
[ oh. he seems a little embarrassed that he's been caught, actually? caught Misbehaving. he looks at it for a moment and then pulls his hand down, giving childe a sheepish half smile and going to put it out. ]
Well, I did have to watch you go fight Scaramouche in your underwear. [ teasing. ] That seemed like a good a reason as any.
[ definitely teasing, there - playful. he doesn't make any comment about hiding it or not hiding it, though, so, i guess that's already decided? it's fine. anyway he's fond of both of the harbingers at this point so obviously it wasn't that bothersome.
... the mood does fade after that, though, and he nods in agreement, shifting to look up at the planetarium stars overhead. ]
It was. It feels like each one of these is a little longer, doesn't it? And the circumstances around them have been - well. These past two especially have been worse.
[WOW RUDE THEY'RE JUST NERFED!!! But no he seems a little amused too... he knows everyone is used to their shenanigans by now.]
That's because the ones before them had some semblance of logic. [Dryly.] When it's an accident, it makes it obvious that we're all just being used as entertainment.
[ he makes a fingergun at him, grinning a little like a naughty cat at the first part, and then looking very, very innocent after as if he's done nothing wrong. he'd wink but alas he only has one eye.
it gets a little more serious after that, though, and he sighs, scrubbing a hand down his face. ]
It does, doesn't it? It's a little frustrating, that we're told it doesn't have to be this way, with our Thursdays, and yet, people wake up anyway.
I guess it's too much to ask for people to sit down and stay put.
[Yes because this is a murdergame
He's not serious, though--he sighs.]
I can't blame them, though. It's safer to assume someone's intentionally out for blood and try to get to safety, or prepare to fight. [They're not a terribly bloodthirsty group, as far as he can tell, but not everyone's going to get "lucky" enough to trip into an accidental murder.]
actually, as he says that, he tilts his head back to look at childe properly. ]
... Do you think you could teach me? [ he says, thoughtfully. this has come up once before, really, but lu bixing has been thinking about it since. ] More skills, just in case.
[ in terms of fighting. ]
I'm a lot stronger than people think I am, and I can fire a gun without any trouble, but as it stands, I have no gun, and the people here have abilities with weapons that are beyond what anyone from my home could even imagine.
[ the lu bixing sitting beside childe at this moment is different than the one that so often seems to be around. this isn't the cheerful, goofy headmaster, the friendly, bright young man who has never met a stranger. no - this is the person childe might've seen in his memories. the shrewd prime minister. the clever man who stole the silver ten and fired a missile without blinking an eye. ]
If a situation occurs where I'm going to be attacked, I would like to have the element of surprise on my side. [ ... ] I have no intention of dying here, whether we're really dead or not.
If you want me to teach something in exchange, I can find something. Or if there's something I can do for you, it can be done.
[Ah--the shift doesn't go unnoticed, and, perhaps unconsciously, Childe shifts to match him. He, too, has been mostly laid back--even with all his talk of battle and the scuffles he gets into, it's obvious from his injuries that he doesn't go nearly as hard as he could.
But he is still the man who destroyed those Ruin Guards in ten seconds, well aware that it would nearly kill him to do it. He is still very much the Tsaritsa's vanguard, the proud 11th Harbinger. That's been more-or-less kept under wraps until now, but only because he's had no reason to do otherwise.
He tilts his head slightly--not considering, but calculating.
This could backfire, of course; it would be in his best interests to refuse, just in case Lu Bixing decides, for some reason, that he's willing to make a move. He could very easily be lying. But Childe doesn't think so--doesn't think Lu Bixing would claim to doubt that they're dead at all, then act in a way completely opposite to that.
...And honestly--if it does backfire, he won't even mind that much. He would absolutely prefer a genuine attack over a stupid accident.]
Sure, alright. [He taps his fingers thoughtfully.] Do you have any weapons at all?
[Please tell him you stole weapons Lu Bixing he'll be so disappointed if you didn't]
[ good. the serious tension shift means he's taking it seriously, and, honestly? lu bixing's thinking much of the same. he's too smart to reveal his cards in a way that he feels like would end up poorly for him. he's not the type of person to launch an all out attack on anyone, and has no interest in participating in this farce, but he has even less interest in dying, and anyone who thinks he'd go quietly into the night has another thing coming. self sacrificial, he is not.
he purses his lips for a moment. ] A harpoon gun.
[ imagine i was like "no nothing" ] The pushback on it isn't that hard to use. [ and then, with a huff of a laugh: ] Very Eighth.
[HE'D BE EXHAUSTED. In fact he does raise an eyebrow because he's thinking "that better mean 'I have my very own harpoon gun' and not 'I can borrow ljh's' in a pinch" but he will grace LBX with the benefit of the doubt.]
They're efficient, especially for keeping your distance. [Anything's a weapon if you try hard enough] You'll have to make sure to bring it with you overnight, though--well, that, or whatever you decide to keep on hand. There's no guarantee you'll make it all the way back to grab it before someone catches up to you.
[This is why he stayed in the food court that one week and the only reason he doesn't stay in his room-turned-armory every Thursday is because they've asked him to come with them to the bars... BUT AFTER TWO WEEKS IN A ROW OF CURSED LUCK MAYBE HE'LL GO BACK TO SLEEPING NEXT TO THE KNIVES]
I grabbed a sword, after that boat race. We can train with that, and you can have it once you're comfortable with it. I don't need it now that I have my blades, even if they're not exactly the same as I'm used to. [He misses his Vision... but he'll make do.] You could probably fashion something out of bones or glass if you wanted, too--it would be more lightweight, easier to hide and carry around.
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Hilariously I don't think Childe has done a weed but the smell is distinctive enough that he can recognize it by now; he doesn't seem to mind, though, wandering over. He doesn't spend much time in here, so he glances over the displays as he goes.]
Stressed, I take it? [This isn't a serious question, and he takes a seat next to LBX.]
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Well, I did have to watch you go fight Scaramouche in your underwear. [ teasing. ] That seemed like a good a reason as any.
[ smh ] What brings you out here?
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Don't stop on my account, I won't tell.
[You can get high if you want teacher man... he ain't no snitch. But that does make him laugh]
Hey, a lot of people would kill to see that! [Oh?] It's not every day you get to watch two Harbingers dueling--well, not usually. [oh
As for the question, he just shrugs; still relatively casual, though a little less lighthearted.]
Just a little restless, I suppose. It was a long day.
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[ definitely teasing, there - playful. he doesn't make any comment about hiding it or not hiding it, though, so, i guess that's already decided? it's fine. anyway he's fond of both of the harbingers at this point so obviously it wasn't that bothersome.
... the mood does fade after that, though, and he nods in agreement, shifting to look up at the planetarium stars overhead. ]
It was. It feels like each one of these is a little longer, doesn't it? And the circumstances around them have been - well. These past two especially have been worse.
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[WOW RUDE THEY'RE JUST NERFED!!! But no he seems a little amused too... he knows everyone is used to their shenanigans by now.]
That's because the ones before them had some semblance of logic. [Dryly.] When it's an accident, it makes it obvious that we're all just being used as entertainment.
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it gets a little more serious after that, though, and he sighs, scrubbing a hand down his face. ]
It does, doesn't it? It's a little frustrating, that we're told it doesn't have to be this way, with our Thursdays, and yet, people wake up anyway.
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[Yes because this is a murdergame
He's not serious, though--he sighs.]
I can't blame them, though. It's safer to assume someone's intentionally out for blood and try to get to safety, or prepare to fight. [They're not a terribly bloodthirsty group, as far as he can tell, but not everyone's going to get "lucky" enough to trip into an accidental murder.]
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actually, as he says that, he tilts his head back to look at childe properly. ]
... Do you think you could teach me? [ he says, thoughtfully. this has come up once before, really, but lu bixing has been thinking about it since. ] More skills, just in case.
[ in terms of fighting. ]
I'm a lot stronger than people think I am, and I can fire a gun without any trouble, but as it stands, I have no gun, and the people here have abilities with weapons that are beyond what anyone from my home could even imagine.
[ the lu bixing sitting beside childe at this moment is different than the one that so often seems to be around. this isn't the cheerful, goofy headmaster, the friendly, bright young man who has never met a stranger. no - this is the person childe might've seen in his memories. the shrewd prime minister. the clever man who stole the silver ten and fired a missile without blinking an eye. ]
If a situation occurs where I'm going to be attacked, I would like to have the element of surprise on my side. [ ... ] I have no intention of dying here, whether we're really dead or not.
If you want me to teach something in exchange, I can find something. Or if there's something I can do for you, it can be done.
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But he is still the man who destroyed those Ruin Guards in ten seconds, well aware that it would nearly kill him to do it. He is still very much the Tsaritsa's vanguard, the proud 11th Harbinger. That's been more-or-less kept under wraps until now, but only because he's had no reason to do otherwise.
He tilts his head slightly--not considering, but calculating.
This could backfire, of course; it would be in his best interests to refuse, just in case Lu Bixing decides, for some reason, that he's willing to make a move. He could very easily be lying. But Childe doesn't think so--doesn't think Lu Bixing would claim to doubt that they're dead at all, then act in a way completely opposite to that.
...And honestly--if it does backfire, he won't even mind that much. He would absolutely prefer a genuine attack over a stupid accident.]
Sure, alright. [He taps his fingers thoughtfully.] Do you have any weapons at all?
[Please tell him you stole weapons Lu Bixing he'll be so disappointed if you didn't]
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he purses his lips for a moment. ] A harpoon gun.
[ imagine i was like "no nothing" ] The pushback on it isn't that hard to use. [ and then, with a huff of a laugh: ] Very Eighth.
[ improvised weapons are kind of their MO. ]
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They're efficient, especially for keeping your distance. [Anything's a weapon if you try hard enough] You'll have to make sure to bring it with you overnight, though--well, that, or whatever you decide to keep on hand. There's no guarantee you'll make it all the way back to grab it before someone catches up to you.
[This is why he stayed in the food court that one week and the only reason he doesn't stay in his room-turned-armory every Thursday is because they've asked him to come with them to the bars... BUT AFTER TWO WEEKS IN A ROW OF CURSED LUCK MAYBE HE'LL GO BACK TO SLEEPING NEXT TO THE KNIVES]
I grabbed a sword, after that boat race. We can train with that, and you can have it once you're comfortable with it. I don't need it now that I have my blades, even if they're not exactly the same as I'm used to. [He misses his Vision... but he'll make do.] You could probably fashion something out of bones or glass if you wanted, too--it would be more lightweight, easier to hide and carry around.