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[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?
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... ]
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... ]
As long as you're sure.
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?
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?
[ 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 gives a polite bow of his head. ]
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. ]
Small world, huh. [A smile, easy.] Thanks.
[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.
[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?
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?
Edited (english ?? hello??) 2020-06-12 18:07 (UTC)
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.
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)
[ lol. ]
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... ]
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... ]
Edited 2020-06-12 18:28 (UTC)
[Well!
Someone is camped out in the mess hall today after publically punching the director's office door. He's keeping to himself, a cup of something hot in his hands and numerous bruises on his face and arms.
The cloud over his expression cracks when he spots Yin Yu, a flicker of something complicated breaking through as he waves the other man over.]
Hey. Would you sit with me?
I made up some tea in the back. I'll go fetch you some if you'd like.
Someone is camped out in the mess hall today after publically punching the director's office door. He's keeping to himself, a cup of something hot in his hands and numerous bruises on his face and arms.
The cloud over his expression cracks when he spots Yin Yu, a flicker of something complicated breaking through as he waves the other man over.]
Hey. Would you sit with me?
I made up some tea in the back. I'll go fetch you some if you'd like.
[ poor guy. though yin yu had not had many conversations with the person who had passed, he was not blind. master yu must have come from the same place as guy, and the empathetic part of him feels for his friend (?). he looks like a wreck, too, with all of those bruises.
they both look a little like a wreck, actually. yin yu's been mostly sticking to the shadows today, trying to avoid other people, so when guy spots him, it's a bit surprising, but... he nods when he sees him, ducking his head briefly to greet him with a bow. ] ...that would be very kind of you.
[ he waits for guy to head back to get tea before he actually walks over to where they were sitting, mostly because this damned effect has him walking backwards. moonwalking, actually. he hates it, don't worry. but! when guy returns, yin yu will be settled at the seat across from him, his mask still at the side of his face, but there to keep him company. ]
they both look a little like a wreck, actually. yin yu's been mostly sticking to the shadows today, trying to avoid other people, so when guy spots him, it's a bit surprising, but... he nods when he sees him, ducking his head briefly to greet him with a bow. ] ...that would be very kind of you.
[ he waits for guy to head back to get tea before he actually walks over to where they were sitting, mostly because this damned effect has him walking backwards. moonwalking, actually. he hates it, don't worry. but! when guy returns, yin yu will be settled at the seat across from him, his mask still at the side of his face, but there to keep him company. ]
[He's back soon enough, the pot and an additional glass laid out on a tray. It's all extremely proper in how he goes about putting it together, the motions smooth and effortless from repetition alone. He talks as he works, voice tired but even.]
Chamomile. Pere used to tell me it was good for the nerves.
Chamomile. Pere used to tell me it was good for the nerves.
[ yin yu watches guy with quiet appreciation. he's not the tea pourer himself - chengzhu's other servants handle things like that - but nevertheless, he grew up with a similar art, and gives guy a small smile. ]
I've never had it. [ he mouths the word briefly, 'chamomile' to get used to it. ] ...thank you, Guy.
I've never had it. [ he mouths the word briefly, 'chamomile' to get used to it. ] ...thank you, Guy.
Mm, it's quite common--your technique was excellent. [ yin yu dips his head in acknowledgment as he takes the glass. ] But, this type is unfamiliar to me; green tears are our most common.
[ a quiet exhale. he's content just to sit with guy for a while if that's what he needs. his hands wrap around the warmth of the cup, letting it keep him steady, too. ]
[ a quiet exhale. he's content just to sit with guy for a while if that's what he needs. his hands wrap around the warmth of the cup, letting it keep him steady, too. ]
Fair enough. We're from pretty different places, so that's to be expected. [The fact that they even called it the same thing was kind of amazing, honestly.]
Most of what I ever served was for His Grace or Lady Fabre, if that. My personal charge didn't always care for it. Green teas are pretty bitter where we're from, so that would have probably been out of the question.
Most of what I ever served was for His Grace or Lady Fabre, if that. My personal charge didn't always care for it. Green teas are pretty bitter where we're from, so that would have probably been out of the question.
[ hm... you know, guy had asked him a little about himself, but yin yu hadn't really had the chance to return much of the favor. he tilts his head, genuinely curious. ]
Your personal charge was different than... his grace? So, a king or an emperor of some kind?
Your personal charge was different than... his grace? So, a king or an emperor of some kind?
[An easy laugh as he lowers his cup from his lips.]
Nah, nothing like that. I'm aligned under His Majesty Emperor Peony these days. But before that, I was a personal attendant for the only son of House Fabre for around 14 years. That's who I meant.
I'm pretty sure His Majesty would never let me live it down if I was to ever call him my charge.
Nah, nothing like that. I'm aligned under His Majesty Emperor Peony these days. But before that, I was a personal attendant for the only son of House Fabre for around 14 years. That's who I meant.
I'm pretty sure His Majesty would never let me live it down if I was to ever call him my charge.
I see... [ hmm. they really do have similar lives, don't they? though yin yu went from an emperor to a king, and nowadays, prefers one vastly to the other... it's all quite complicated, unfortunately.
he taps the edge of his cup. ] Fourteen years is some time. [ ....for a human being, anyway. ] Did you two grow together?
he taps the edge of his cup. ] Fourteen years is some time. [ ....for a human being, anyway. ] Did you two grow together?
We did. I was four years his senior, so he was only three when I was employed by the manor. You watch a person change quite a bit in that kind of time.
[Not that that itself wasn't horribly complicated. But Luke's situation was hardly something he wanted to air out, especially right now.]
What about you? Your crimson king - how long have you been under his stay?
[Not that that itself wasn't horribly complicated. But Luke's situation was hardly something he wanted to air out, especially right now.]
What about you? Your crimson king - how long have you been under his stay?
[ those damned cards...alright fine. ]
...It's been at least two centuries. I haven't really kept track. [ honestly, time didn't really matter that much once he started working for chengzhu. he had long since learned not to overthink the small blessings--he was quite lucky to still be alive, maybe. ] As for my lord's titles... he has many, so you may have to be more specific.
[ crimson rain sought flower??? ghost city master? "the scourge of heaven"? the ghost king? it goes on. ]
...It's been at least two centuries. I haven't really kept track. [ honestly, time didn't really matter that much once he started working for chengzhu. he had long since learned not to overthink the small blessings--he was quite lucky to still be alive, maybe. ] As for my lord's titles... he has many, so you may have to be more specific.
[ crimson rain sought flower??? ghost city master? "the scourge of heaven"? the ghost king? it goes on. ]
[That is a LONGASS TIME. But it's not like he couldn't see the appeal. Loyalty went a long way when your lord was important.]
Well, if we're talking that much time, then I can take some guesses for the Ghost King.
But you mentioned Crimson Rain Sought Flower before. Is there a story behind that?
Well, if we're talking that much time, then I can take some guesses for the Ghost King.
But you mentioned Crimson Rain Sought Flower before. Is there a story behind that?
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