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Yes. I'm dead serious. [He's hilarious, ha ha ha? And, no, he's not a vampire. Just a madman. And they absolutely made a few beds out of the coffins. As for the white picket fences, no, those didn't exist in the grey gloom of Yi City.]

Damn. When you get back, make up for it. Fix them a feast! I'd kill for a good kitchen with plenty of vegetables and meat stocked.

[So wrought iron. Got it~ Oh man and he thought his world was creepy, he can't imagine what a coffin city is like. He really wants to know...]

If we get back. [Sorry, but he's been thinking about that a lot lately.]

Brave of you to assume any of the shit we had IN the kitchen was any good. But I used to make it work. [Fun thing about cooking in hell? They had all the common ingredients but nothing was really all that... fresh. Half rotten vegetables, questionable meats. Like cooking with the contents of your hoarding grandmothers refrigerator.] What's your favourite thing to make?

[Empty, gloomy, fog-filled, dead. Especially after this fiend was done with it. He really should have put those left-over coffins to their proper use.]

Why wouldn't we? [He is much too miserable in Yi City and much too happy being here for this to last. Good things for him are always twisted and polluted.]

And whose fault was that? [Stock up on yummy things!] I make delicious dumplings.

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[Yeah, that’s like a daily affair. Or it used to be at least, it’s pretty quiet here and admittedly he is kinda thankful for the breather.

Even if it is kinda boring.]

I dunno. Last time I got 'whisked' away somewhere it ain't like I got to go back.

[Hey they can only do so much, he's hoping here is better if he’s honest but he hasn’t had much time to explore it considering that he has been spending most of his time trying to chase down his douchebag doppelgänger.] Dumplings huh? What kind do you make? Like the bean ones or meat ones? I don't think I can ever say I've made dumplings.

[This place is much livelier and he is actually glad for that. The dead get boring after awhile. ~~And sad.~~]

Where did you end up? [Some cages have no door, no lock, no windows.]

Meat! The bean ones are fine, but the meat ones keep you nice and full. [Plus a Cultivator needs the protein.] I could show you.

[Angel is used to being surrounded in life and in death. ~~You're telling him, I mean he is from hell after all~~.]

It's kinda complicated... [He supposes if someone is used to a place full of coffins maybe he can actually tell the other without seeming insane. Mostly he's avoided it in conversation with anyone here.] I ended up in hell. You know eternal damnation, endless tortures. Whole nine yards.

Yeah, I would totally learn that! [He seems genuinely enthusiastic to learn.] And hey, this place has gotta have some good ingredients. Better than where I'm from.

Most things are. [Complicated. Much more than he used to realize. He is beginning to see layers and it's jarring.]

Hell? [Yeah, he can believe a place like that exists. Laughing softly, he sighs.] Congratulations on getting out for a little bit. I bet it feels good.

[Xue Yang smirks.] I'll find us what we need. Then you need to pay me a visit.

Yeah. I can't lie, its the best part of being here. [As much as he misses everyone back at the hotel he's thankful for not having to participate in all the strange shifting politics right now, and he couldn't be happier to be so far removed from the Vee's, especially Valentino. He hasn't stopped thinking about how great that is since he got here, he can't lie. It is the biggest weight off his chest in so many ways.] Course I always thought if I got outta hell I'd at least get my old body back.

[He laughs and then gives the other a very broad, pointy toothed, smile.] Well this place clearly wants us to bond, or some shit. So lets do it.

I don't blame you! [Who would want to go back to Hell? He feels like that's what he will be returning to and he knows he has earned it (and then some), but damn. Staying here would be nice. He is an incredibly greedy man.]

Are you a spirit or did you snag a new body? [He isn't puzzled by that at all. It's what spirits do.]

You'll find it easier to bond with me. [Xue Yang grins back - only his canines are rather pointy.] Did I give you my name? I can't remember. It's Xue Yang.

[Angel would also be a liar if he said he didn't also deserve to be there in so many ways. He just hopes this doesn't turn into some sort of hell too...]

New body I think? As far as I know I ain't no spirit.

Oh yeah? You easy or somethin'? Naw, Xue Yang huh? Angel. It's a pleasure~

Good for you. Apparently the body wasn't be used otherwise you would've had to fight for dominance.

[Why does he know so much about this?]

I'm not easy, but I do belong in Hell. [He snorts and laughs.] Hello, Angel.

[That is kinda weird. What is this guy?] Well I'm glad I didn't have to do that, this body has enough personality with just the one.

[That statement gets a toothy laugh from the lanky spider.]

Baby if there's anything I've learned through the years is that according to the 'rules' most of us belong in hell. Some more justified than others.

[Weird, that's what.]

I do like the look of you! [He giggles and tries to get a better view, ever nosy.]

Probably. I met one who doesn't, but he's alone as far as I'm concerned. The rest of us are garbage.

That's fair. I know a couple of those. [Like if Charlie hadn't been born there she probably wouldn't be there. Poor lil' fella.] But not a lot. Most of us are indeed garbage but hey, garbage is more fun.

[Angel used to do a lot of cam show stuff, so he knows all his best angles and when the other is clearly trying to get a peak Angel scoots back just a little so he can get a better view. Perfectly squaring himself in the camera.]

I'm the best lookin' thing in this joint. As usual. [Or at least the weirdest looking... And so modest clearly~]

I understand garbage. The genuine ones are scary in comparison. [Why do they act? For the good of humanity? What is that? He doesn't understand.

Aw hi~ Xue Yang beams, flashing some impressive fang-like canine teeth. Yep. Totally normal. ~~Though technically those teeth are natural.~~]

Daozhang is prettier, but I'd say you're second best~

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[Right? Like what are their true motives. It has to be some sort of self serving. But hey, to each their own.] Same, least I know I'm amongst friends in this fucked up world.

[Ouch, but fair hey the gawking is nice. He has to admit he's been a little attention starved since he got here. He's very unsure how the big pink spider thing is going over with the other residents.

He's been called an alien a lot. Which isn't as hurtful as some of the other things he's been called in his lifetime at least.]

[And when it's not self-serving, that's when he wants to know their hearts even more. Only Xiao Xingchen has puzzled him to that degree. And somewhere along the way of trying to understand the white-clad Cultivator, he fell in love with him. Damn his luck.]

How many limbs do you have? That has to be useful~

[Well good news! He's entirely self serving. So there's no needing to work things out about him. All fairly surface.

Really? Well there are probably gonna be a lot of that going around here it feels. At least from the limited people Angel has met, the nonselfserving that is. He has no idea about the love part, he doesn't do that as a general rule.]

Eight all together. Six arms and two legs. Though I don't usually use all my arms all the time. [Four are clearly visible, as are his legs. One set of arms usually stays folded up at his side buried in a thick layer of pink fluff.]

It is pretty freakin' useful. Makes clean up at dinner a breeze so if you're makin' buns, I got it covered~

[Xue Yang doesn't do love either. Or, at least, he didn't. Then a cute Cultivator in white treated him like a human being and he genuinely liked his company. Who can blame him for falling head over heels? It's Xiao Xingchen's fault, really.]

Wow. You could wield six swords! [...and that's all that clearly matters.]

Good. I hate clean up. The best part of any meal is eating the food. [The dishes should clean themselves.]

[Lat time Angel had fallen in love it had not ended well. He was a little love sour nowadays. But hey, who knew. Maybe that could be another benefit to this world.
There were a lot of pluses and not a shit ton of negatives. Which was a change.]

Eh, I'm more of a big guns kinda guy. [But fun fact, he does indeed have a sword! Though currently he has jack all. One of the unfortunate facts about trying to be harder to be a good guy is that he hadn't been carrying his side pieces as of late. Which really did not work in his favour when he ha been suddenly yeeted into this world. He lets out a bit of a laugh and leans in dramatically.] Not to say I don't like a nice big powerful sword.

Good its a deal. You can message me any time baby and I will come over and eat your buns, and even clean up after myself~

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[No kidding. Xue Yang has been living surrounded by negatives, impaled by negatives. To see any positivity is like giving food to a starving man. He has latched onto it with all his might.]

Guns? What's that? [Sorry, he's ancient. His sword is always on him, strapped to his forearm. Jiangzai is his baby; he would never leave them behind.]

Now you're making it sound dirty. [And hey, he's not against dirty, but now he's confused. Are they eating or something else?]

[He can't really say he's had a lot of negatives as of late, most of it has been actually pretty okay lately. All things consider but you know, it's hell so it wasn't great either.]

They're like... [How the fuck does he explain this to someone who doesn't understand? Also how the fuck does he not know what guns are?! Okay so he draws a little picture, it's awful, and slaps it up on the screen for a minute.] They're like little things shaped like this and they shoot out bits of metal with little controlled explosions. [Basic right?] If you find any of them around, you can give them to me. I'll make sure they stay safe.

[Such a good guy~ Eventually he'll pull the paper off the camera though.]

I am real good at makin' things sound dirty. I made a whole career out of it where I'm from. [He looks so damn proud of himself, and truthfully poor little buddy it could go either way with him.]

[No, hell will never be great. Bearable would actually be great for hell.]

...like? [Xue Yang cocks his head and narrows his dark eyes, examining the picture. What. is. that.] Bits of metal? I'm interested. Can you control where they aim like a bow and arrow?

[If his new friend says yes, he wants a gun. He will get a gun.]

I bet you would! [He laughs. Keep them safe. Suuure.]

It's a talent. I just want to know what you're looking for. [He knows he's hot, okay. You don't need to beat around the bush.]

They're called bullets, technically. And they're more than just metal but that's a while science lesson I think and that might be a little beyond me. [He nods folding up the picture he drew.]

Yeah. They can be, I'm really good at it. So thanks, cause ya don't wanna hurt anyone. [That's provided this place even has them. Angel isn't so sure it does, but hey the more people that knows what he's looking for the better. The only other person he met interested in the same thing didn't seem keen on sharing so.]

Hey at least you appreciate it~ How do you mean? You mean like what kinda guns? I ain't picky. [Hey he wont, annoyingly so actually. He is not shy and there is some truth to that. He is pretty hot~]

All that matters is they're hard and fast. [What else does he need to know? Science? You're being silly.]

[His lips quirk, almost into a smirk, and then he manages an almost serious nod. Of course he doesn't want to hurt anyone. Of course.]

I do feel better about using one if it has a good aim. I don't like nasty surprises.

[What kind of guns. Adorable. Xue Yang laughs.]

I wasn't just talking about guns.

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