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[ghostlord]

[Since there seems to be tension, Wen Kexing offers what comfort he can in the form of his flute. Sit back, close your eyes and listen. The piece in question is meant to soothe the mind, the body and soul, allowing for healing and restful sleep. But it's also rather sad; he isn't the sort of man that can play bright, happy songs, especially since he noticed one of his friends is missing.

Ah well. Such is the nature of this world.

Eventually he will speak, his deep voice soft so as to not ruin the mood.]

People come and go. I don't even see the point of creating a memorial. Our time here is purposefully brief.

[Is he trying to convince himself? Could be.]

Get some rest. We don't know what tomorrow will bring.

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[decodex]

That sounded, uh, pretty good.

( 'pretty good' is an understatement. it sounded... strong. soulful. eddie and venom both feel pretty moved by that piece, but eddie's doing his best to keep his tears on the inside. )

You okay? Did something... happen?

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[ghostlord]

[He laughs without much humor, taking a long sip of something that probably isn't water. Then he wipes his lip and lets out a breath.]

Someone I was just getting to know went home. It's probably better for him.

[But it sucks.]

Who will I talk with about poetry?

[decodex]

Huh.

( eddie wasn't sure going home was even possible. up until now, no one's really mentioned it. )

I mean, isn't that a good thing? For him? For all of us?
We should all want to go back, right?

[ghostlord]

Is it? What about me? I'm still stuck here and without a gentleman from my time.

[Zhou Zishu doesn't count!]

[decodex]

I can be a gentleman.

( he cannot, but let him have this. )

When exactly is your time?

[ghostlord]

Oh? What do you know of art? Music? Poetry?

[He doesn't mind teaching someone~]

Ancient China apparently.

[decodex]

Uh...

( see eddie contemplate this one, eyebrow raised in thought. )

Yeah, I get the feeling that our art, music, and poetry isn't exactly the same as what you've got going on in your world.

For example: where do you guys stand on tattoos?

[ghostlord]

Tattoos usually have great meaning, attaching someone to a specific tribe or community. Is that what you mean?

Do you know about China? [Even the name for his country is odd to him. He's that old.]

[decodex]

Yeah. That's what I mean.
Here, in my world, tattoos don't mean a goddamn thing.

( he rolls up the sleeves of his comfy, ugly sweater to show the tattoos on his arms. they're cool, not totally pointless — one's a bird, the other is a wolf — but they don't have the communal aspect that this person is familiar with. )

They just sorta... look cool.

And, uh, broad strokes.

( the american education system did not teach him enough about the history of china, we're sad to say. )

[ghostlord]

Ah a bird...and a wolf? Birds have a great variety of meaning in my world. Wolves are a sign of danger.

[His eyes sparkle playfully.]

Are you dangerous, friend?

[decodex]

Yeah? In my world, wolf tattoos are the universal sign for furries, apparently.

( no takebacks. )

I'm not dangerous.

Are you dangerous?

[ghostlord]

...furries? [That confuses him! Good job.]

Yes.

[decodex]

Topic for a different day.

( preferably never!! )

And are you sure? Because dangerous people usually aren't so transparent about how dangerous they are.

[Action]

[fated_dance]

[ He knows this music very well. He understands the feeling behind it, too, and, taking a breath, seeks his soulmate out.

It's not hard. Once he reaches Kexing's side, he takes a seat, pressing his back up against Kexing's to avoid interrupting the tune. Letting his eyes close, he allows his thoughts to drift as he automatically works on circulating his qi while he waits for Kexing to decide to speak. Or not.

When his love does, he doesn't let himself sigh as his head lowers. ]

Memorials can be destroyed. Hold those who have been lost in your heart and mind, Lao Wen. Then they can never be truly lost.

[Action]

[ghostlord]

[The solid warmth of his A-Xu is all he needs. His lips curve into a smile against his flute and he finishes the piece, letting the last notes waver and disappear in the air before he speaks. Lowering the flute to his lap, he purposefully leans his head back so there is contact there too.]

Nie Huaisang. I saw his nightmares when I arrived. He isn't like you or me, but I trust he has his own way of defeating his demons.

[Action]

[fated_dance]

[ He leans a little more back, adding a little more weight to the contact. Willing the heat of his body to be felt, another point to tell his soulmate he's not alone. ]

...Ah. So he did leave.

[ He'd wondered. ]

I'm sure he'll succeed in what he puts his mind to.

[Action]

[ghostlord]

[He feels all of it and before long, the tightness in his chest eases. He has his soulmate. He will be fine.]

To avenge his brother.

[Kexing turns, tucking his flute away. He presses his hands against Zishu's back and offers him healing energy.]

I think there is more to him. He proved he is clever.

Now, tell me about you, A-Xu. How are you feeling?

[Action]

[fated_dance]

[ Neither of them will be alone ever again. Especially with all Kexing has told him of his future. ]

Ah. He'll be fine.

[ Then his amazing soulmate proves once again his kindness and generous spirit. His eyes close as he sighs, welcoming that surge of healing energy that seeks out every last bit that might even think about bothering him. ]

Half of them are out, thanks to you. Every day is better.

[Action]

[ghostlord]

[He makes sure his beloved is stable - and comfortable - before drawing Zishu into his arms.]

We all have monsters to face.

[Sometimes those monsters are inside of them. Kexing kisses Zishu's neck and breathes in his soulmate's alluring scent.]

Tonight, we remove more. If you're up to it?

[fated_dance]

[ Zishu turns in those arms to snuggle properly into them, resting his cheek on Kexing's strong shoulder as he strokes a hand over his soulmate's hair. ]

Those who are lucky do not have to face them alone.

[ He smiles at the kiss and tilts his head to welcome them. ]

I feel strong, Lao Wen. I think the last one will be the worst to wait for.

[ghostlord]

[Kexing is ready, adjusting himself so he is a comfortable place for Zishu to rest. The soft touch has his heart fluttering and he nods.]

Each of us has one wing, A-Xu. Together, we can fly.

[More kisses are placed over Zishu's neck and face.]

We're close. Once the last one is removed, we will begin your true recovery.

[fated_dance]

[ Wen Kexing makes the perfect place to rest. Zishu nuzzles his soulmate's shoulder and hums in agreement.

Only for the kisses to make him chuckle, heart warming as he closes his eyes when soft lips reach his face. ]

Then you will really need to prepare yourself, my Lao Wen. Do you think you can handle that?

[ghostlord]

I can handle anything my A-Xu gives me. [Kexing answers confidently, nudging their noses together with a grin.] Teach me what you like and what you don't like. You will never have a finer, more attentive student.

[fated_dance]

[ He grins back and kisses the tip of that cute nose. ]

You might come to regret that.

[ghostlord]

Never. That's impossible. [He smirks, haughty and yet loving at the same time.] I was made for A-Xu.