xie lian is settled down on the floor of the lobby in front of a couch, holding a brush and a calligraphy book from the bookshop spread out in front of him. it seems he's painting out poetry lines, and absolutely making someone else practice too...
time for curfew arts and crafts I guess. ] ...It must be getting close to eleven...I think I may have just heard a door lock.
It feels as though we should play some kind of a game, or something... that seems to be what everyone else does on these locked evenings... [ hmm.... ]
You know how the Realm translates everything for you, no matter what language it's written in?
There is no translating what Hua Cheng has written, despite the fact it looks like maybe it has the same number of characters as the beautiful, perfect thing that Xie Lian wrote before him. ]
... mm, I wonder if it'll be like the last time we were in the inn.
Where we will be able to move from floor to floor? I would imagine so.... It seems only the strange effects really change from place to place.
That means we'll have access to the kitchen, too. [ a beat, and xie lian smiles. ] We can make tea, and continue practicing your lessons until we're set to sleep.
[ Well. If he's gonna be trapped anywhere, at least it's somewhere with food. Not that that matters much--he hasn't been able to taste anything all day.
Which is how today's horrifying concoction comes about.
He's leaning over a fondue pot filled with basically...whatever the hell he could find. Mayonnaise. Hot sauce. Marmite. Some of that beet horseradish stuff. He sniffs it and decides...yeah, why not. He dumps half of a container of guacamole in too. And he tops it off with a swirl of cheese whiz.
Then he spears a banana on a fondue fork, dunks it into the literal hot mess, and starts chewing on it aimlessly.
xie lian always chooses to partake!! he watches bucky cook with a sense of fascination from nearby, coming over and putting his hands behind his back to peer into it. ]
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xie lian is settled down on the floor of the lobby in front of a couch, holding a brush and a calligraphy book from the bookshop spread out in front of him. it seems he's painting out poetry lines, and absolutely making someone else practice too...
time for curfew arts and crafts I guess. ] ...It must be getting close to eleven...I think I may have just heard a door lock.
It feels as though we should play some kind of a game, or something... that seems to be what everyone else does on these locked evenings... [ hmm.... ]
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You know how the Realm translates everything for you, no matter what language it's written in?
There is no translating what Hua Cheng has written, despite the fact it looks like maybe it has the same number of characters as the beautiful, perfect thing that Xie Lian wrote before him. ]
... mm, I wonder if it'll be like the last time we were in the inn.
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That means we'll have access to the kitchen, too. [ a beat, and xie lian smiles. ] We can make tea, and continue practicing your lessons until we're set to sleep.
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FOOD CRIMES...2!!!!
Which is how today's horrifying concoction comes about.
He's leaning over a fondue pot filled with basically...whatever the hell he could find. Mayonnaise. Hot sauce. Marmite. Some of that beet horseradish stuff. He sniffs it and decides...yeah, why not. He dumps half of a container of guacamole in too. And he tops it off with a swirl of cheese whiz.
Then he spears a banana on a fondue fork, dunks it into the literal hot mess, and starts chewing on it aimlessly.
Come, gawk! Partake! Kill him for his crimes! ]
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xie lian always chooses to partake!! he watches bucky cook with a sense of fascination from nearby, coming over and putting his hands behind his back to peer into it. ]
Vezda, what have you cooked today?
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SHIRO IS STARING IN HORROR]
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[ He doesn't look horrified, because Xie Lian has made food this ugly before. But Xie Lian can do whatever he wants forever. ]
What's that mix this time?
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NEVER HAVE I EVER
...been older than a human can physically age to
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[ with a smile! ]
Ever.
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...used a sword
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...prayed to a deity for something inappropriate.
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...had dark hair
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... kept my hair short
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...lived in an Asian country
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...won a gambling game on my own.
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...lost an eye or known someone who has
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...been a soldier!
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...had parents
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... known what a refrigerator was before arriving in the Realm
I'd like to bring that kind of thing back to Zhongguo, though.
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...pretended to be someone else to be praised.
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(shapeshifting doesn't count that's changing your wholeass form and your sex) ]
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