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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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[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.

[ghostlord]

I look forward to it.

[Tell him about the weirdest of topics.]

You could test me and see for yourself. I won't take pity on you, though.

[decodex]

Like... a fight?

You mean in a fight??

[ghostlord]

Exactly. I am a martial artist.

[decodex]

Sure, but that doesn't mean you're dangerous.

It's not like you go around kicking anyone's ass, right?

[ghostlord]

The point is I could kill with my bare hands.

And I have.

[decodex]

Yeah.

So have I.

( things he probably shouldn't be admitting out in the open! )

But that doesn't make me a danger to you.
We're all here to help each other.

[ghostlord]

You're not mad. I am. [His emotions are balanced on a needlepoint, liable to tilt at random.]

I am a danger to everyone. [Except his A-Xu.]

[decodex]

Really? 'Cause we were just talking about, like, poetry.
And you seemed fine.

...Do you want me to be afraid of you?

[ghostlord]

So? [He fans his face slowly.] It would be smarter if you were cautious of me.

[decodex]

What you're doing here, this... shielding thing. It's sweet, but I can take of myself.

( and no one ever accused eddie brock of being smart. )

So, you can relax. You aren't going to hurt me.

[ghostlord]

[Is that what he's doing?]

Don't be too sure, that's all I can say. If we remain on good terms, that's all the better for you.

[decodex]

I showed you my tattoos, man.

Pretty sure that means we're friends now.

[ghostlord]

Oh I see, I see. So they mean something to you?

[decodex]

Not exactly... But I don't show my arms to just anyone.

So.

We can't fight each other.

[ghostlord]

Alright. That's fair. [And in the spirit of sharing...] My name is Wen Kexing. I am the son of two healers.