[He's seen the figure a few times now, a mask over their face and quiet as the grave, seemingly doing their best to avoid people even in a crowded place such as the mess hall. Whether that's for a reason or just because the poor figure is just unbearably shy, Guy can't quite pin. But he'll spot them once again, off in a corner, completely on their own.
Might as well see if they get spooked easy.
Guy's smile is easy as he slides his tray onto the table a seat or two from where Yin Yu sits, his voice quiet.]
Hey... Couldn't help but notice this isn't the first time you've been stuck by yourself in here.
Do you mind if I keep you company for a little bit?
[ even after the island, it's taken some getting used to being noticed. yin yu's used to being able to fade in and out of most situations, and the mess hall hasn't been much different. he takes his meals quietly, often on his own, observing the others, and leaves just as quietly, so when someone approaches him, it's a bit odd.
he's about to push his mask up off of his face to take a bite to eat of some of the (frankly strange) food, but pauses, when he's addressed. Ah... ] ....That's fine.
[ it gives him a moment to look this person over, size him up... ]
[ maybe. he's not entirely isolated; there's a few people he knows well enough, and others that he's kept close with, but. it's just a force of habit, at this point, to be solitary. he's been observing more than anything; though alone, he's not so shy as to run from a conversation. (admittedly, he's not taking his mask off, and also seems a little reticent to give his name, at first, but it just be like that sometimes.)
those profiles made it common enough knowledge... besides, he doesn't think anyone here has any sort of connection with any officials that could cause problems (namely, one martial god of the west) so. ] Yin Yu. Well met, Master Guy.
[He'll pause, taking a quick glance over to the boards, before nodding to them with a tilt of his head.] Mind telling me about who it is you serve? If you're not able, that's fine. Just hearing about where you're from might be nice enough.
Who knows. Might earn you some points with the directors, and I can brag on my former master in thanks.
[ oh... right, the tasks. yin yu has yet to chase after two of them: cleaning felt much, much easier than talking to people, and heavens forbid, dancing.
so, after a moment's pause, he nods. ] Very well. Ah.. my full title is the Xianxianyue Officer; I work in service of Hua Chengzhu, the Ghost King and master of the Ghost City. [ who he was with just moments before this entire fiasco. really.... it was more impressive than anything that whoever did this manage to snipe him away from hua cheng. he's probably replaceable and not worth razing an entire establishment to the ground. (maybe. who knows.) ] I help more or less with any matter he assigns me, though, it mostly tends to be maintaining the city and some semblance of order within it.
[ ghosts are rowdy. maybe that's enough... ] And yourself?
Ghost King, huh. Is that a symbolic title, or should I assume something more literal? [that. might explain the mask? hm.
Ah, as for him:]
I currently work as a vassal of sorts under the reign of His Majesty Peony the Ninth, ruler of the Malkuth Empire, and before him, as one of the personal servants to the household of His Grace Duke Crimson Herzog Fabre. What I did for both was pretty varied, but nothing quite to the extent of what you have with your lord.
Edited (I hate abyss names kill me) 2020-06-12 18:21 (UTC)
It seems our lords may have a bit in common. Hua Chengzhu is known most colloquially by the name 'Crimson Rain Sought Flower'.
[ and what a legend falls behind that name. it's enough to make just about any god in the heavenly realm shudder. (just about, anyway.) yin yu is no god in heaven, though. ] His title is quite literal; mine is not.
[ aka, no, he's not a ghost. his ghost faced mask is just that--a mask. ] I'm not sure that I've heard of such a place, though. [ he mouths the phrase to himself quietly under his breath. malkuth... ]
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Might as well see if they get spooked easy.
Guy's smile is easy as he slides his tray onto the table a seat or two from where Yin Yu sits, his voice quiet.]
Hey... Couldn't help but notice this isn't the first time you've been stuck by yourself in here.
Do you mind if I keep you company for a little bit?
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he's about to push his mask up off of his face to take a bite to eat of some of the (frankly strange) food, but pauses, when he's addressed. Ah... ] ....That's fine.
[ it gives him a moment to look this person over, size him up... ]
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Even with everything the Directors are saying, I think being completely alone right now is a pretty risky bet until we get some more information.
[He'll give a half smile as he drops into his seat.]
I'm Guy. Do you have something you'd prefer to be called?
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those profiles made it common enough knowledge... besides, he doesn't think anyone here has any sort of connection with any officials that could cause problems (namely, one martial god of the west) so. ] Yin Yu. Well met, Master Guy.
[ he gives a polite bow of his head. ]
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No need for the title. I'm no master to anyone. Just a servant.
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As am I. [ that sets him a little bit at ease, it seems!! good job. ] Guy, then.
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[He'll pause, taking a quick glance over to the boards, before nodding to them with a tilt of his head.] Mind telling me about who it is you serve? If you're not able, that's fine. Just hearing about where you're from might be nice enough.
Who knows. Might earn you some points with the directors, and I can brag on my former master in thanks.
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so, after a moment's pause, he nods. ] Very well. Ah.. my full title is the Xianxianyue Officer; I work in service of Hua Chengzhu, the Ghost King and master of the Ghost City. [ who he was with just moments before this entire fiasco. really.... it was more impressive than anything that whoever did this manage to snipe him away from hua cheng. he's probably replaceable and not worth razing an entire establishment to the ground. (maybe. who knows.) ] I help more or less with any matter he assigns me, though, it mostly tends to be maintaining the city and some semblance of order within it.
[ ghosts are rowdy. maybe that's enough... ] And yourself?
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Ah, as for him:]
I currently work as a vassal of sorts under the reign of His Majesty Peony the Ninth, ruler of the Malkuth Empire, and before him, as one of the personal servants to the household of His Grace Duke Crimson Herzog Fabre. What I did for both was pretty varied, but nothing quite to the extent of what you have with your lord.
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It seems our lords may have a bit in common. Hua Chengzhu is known most colloquially by the name 'Crimson Rain Sought Flower'.
[ and what a legend falls behind that name. it's enough to make just about any god in the heavenly realm shudder. (just about, anyway.) yin yu is no god in heaven, though. ] His title is quite literal; mine is not.
[ aka, no, he's not a ghost. his ghost faced mask is just that--a mask. ] I'm not sure that I've heard of such a place, though. [ he mouths the phrase to himself quietly under his breath. malkuth... ]