[ That's... not a no? He finds a loquat, twisting the stem out and pressing his thumbs into the spot it once occupied so he can split it in half around the seeds inside. Shockingly, he passes her one half, in exchange for the wine.
That's probably more of an answer than his noncommittal noise. ]
[ He Xuan's love (?) language: food, maybe. He picks out the seeds, eating his half whole and washing it down with some wine. ]
It's strange, to be without our powers and kept in one place. [ Like being trapped in Ghost City again, for all that it was a staged scenario with Hua Cheng after the real Ming Yi had escaped. ] Otherwise I have few complaints, even if the person I'm rooming with reminds me of the Green Ghost in some ways.
Really! The Green Ghost? That sounds unfortunate...
[sqx, who thinks white is neat despite getting punched, has no idea he's referencing white. rip.]
If you need a break, you can come find me! My roommate is a strange metal man who talks sort of oddly and said he would... ah, "dispatch," any intruders, but if I let him know to expect you, it should be fine.
He rolls his eyes a little, because they have enough troubles with the rest of these heathens, they don't need a borderline martial god made of metal running around. ]
Perhaps he's one, regardless. You've seen the ones we know.
[ He Xuan has no fondness for Pei Ming, but couldn't care less about who would win or lose in this hypothetical. It would just be fun to watch Pei Ming try to figure out how to fight a metal man. ]
Thankfully, he's not here. I think it's just the two of us.
[ While his expression doesn't change, like always, He Xuan has to compartmentalize the complicated feelings that are caused by Qingxuan telling him that. She's in this form, and still so openly calling him Ming-xiong - he can guess more than just what goal she would make a deal over, to be honest. ]
So you say. [ moving on ] What was that weird message about? Apparently you've met more weird people than just a metal martial god.
[Wow! Here she is being entirely genuine with him, and he's just moving right along! ...which is par for the course, really, so she doesn't look that bothered.
It takes her a second before she remembers - ]
Oh, right. There's a woman with long red hair who said she prefers to indulge with people who are tall, dark, and handsome... So, I thought I'd mention it, in case you weren't sure where to start with finding someone.
[ He Xuan can follow her intent along to the conclusion, and narrows his eyes a little more before - reaching to refill his wine, jfc. ]
Jealousy doesn't suit you. [ He's a touch amused? But also a fucking masochist. ] Would you prefer I seek out my indulgences with you, rather than going to someone else..?
I'd prefer to be able to help you get what you came here for, so I'd like it if you came to me. But I don't have to be the only one if that would take too long.
[she nods at that... is she going to be a little jealous? yeah, probably. but they're both going to have to branch out to get through this, so she'll deal.
[ There's no indication that He Xuan feels one way or the other about it, besides being amused by her jealousy, but. At least they're in agreement. ]
... we have goals to accomplish. It would be stupid of me to turn you away, when I know just how indulgent you can be about things. [ dryly ] You almost have an unfair advantage.
Well, any advantage I might have is yours too! Let's think of this as a job we're working on together - I'll do whatever I can to make sure we both make it through this and get what we came here for.
[he doesn't really say what he wants (other than food, or for her to leave him alone)... so for him to agree to come here, it must have been something really important!]
Just like always. [ Might as well - he can't imagine what she might get out of this that will help her accomplish her goals, and how that might effect him, all things considered. But he does hold up the cup of wine towards her. ] Fine then.
[It sure is going to be something once they go back at the end of this. Shi Qingxuan, who is (as ever) oblivious, just beams at him, and reaches over with her cup to clink them lightly together.]
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[time to take a seat! she'll get right to pouring some wine for them both.]
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So you say. I still haven't agreed to this.
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Do you hate the idea of being my best friend that much?
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[ That's... not a no? He finds a loquat, twisting the stem out and pressing his thumbs into the spot it once occupied so he can split it in half around the seeds inside. Shockingly, he passes her one half, in exchange for the wine.
That's probably more of an answer than his noncommittal noise. ]
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...have you been settling in okay? This place is pretty different from the Heavens.
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It's strange, to be without our powers and kept in one place. [ Like being trapped in Ghost City again, for all that it was a staged scenario with Hua Cheng after the real Ming Yi had escaped. ] Otherwise I have few complaints, even if the person I'm rooming with reminds me of the Green Ghost in some ways.
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[sqx, who thinks white is neat despite getting punched, has no idea he's referencing white. rip.]
If you need a break, you can come find me! My roommate is a strange metal man who talks sort of oddly and said he would... ah, "dispatch," any intruders, but if I let him know to expect you, it should be fine.
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[ It's fine he doesn't, like, hate White. Which is a good thing, since he hates Qi Rong. (Who doesn't hate Qi Rong, though.)
He blinks, lowering the wine and giving her a bemused look. ]
You have a... sentinel, of some kind, for a roommate. [ That's the only way he can think to say it. ] I suppose that'll do you some good.
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[Guzi doesn't hate Qi Rong.]
He seems a little eager to fight, but I'm sure it will be fine... I'd think him an especially violent martial god if he didn't look so strange.
[Smash cut to HK-47 murdering Shi Qingxuan next week.]
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He rolls his eyes a little, because they have enough troubles with the rest of these heathens, they don't need a borderline martial god made of metal running around. ]
Perhaps he's one, regardless. You've seen the ones we know.
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[He would gleefully slaughter them all without a moment's hesitation, but okay, SQX.]
I wonder who'd win in a fight, him or General Ming Guang...
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[ He Xuan has no fondness for Pei Ming, but couldn't care less about who would win or lose in this hypothetical. It would just be fun to watch Pei Ming try to figure out how to fight a metal man. ]
Thankfully, he's not here. I think it's just the two of us.
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[...honestly, she'd put money on hk-47, just because it would be hilarious.]
That's fine, isn't it? I wasn't expecting company, but - if anyone was going to come with me, I'm glad it was you.
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So you say. [ moving on ] What was that weird message about? Apparently you've met more weird people than just a metal martial god.
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It takes her a second before she remembers - ]
Oh, right. There's a woman with long red hair who said she prefers to indulge with people who are tall, dark, and handsome... So, I thought I'd mention it, in case you weren't sure where to start with finding someone.
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He looks bland at her for a moment, though. ]
Finding someone. [ Flat "what" unsaid, but there regardless, he knocks back his wine just to deal with the implications of that. ]
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[She kind of figured when the time came to indulge he'd go looking for other people!
Is she pouting a little? Yes, maybe.]
It's not like you have to look far or anything! I'm right here. But you have options if you want them.
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Jealousy doesn't suit you. [ He's a touch amused? But also a fucking masochist. ] Would you prefer I seek out my indulgences with you, rather than going to someone else..?
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Jealous? Who says?
[...okay, no, she is jealous.]
I'd prefer to be able to help you get what you came here for, so I'd like it if you came to me. But I don't have to be the only one if that would take too long.
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We should probably not limit ourselves. [ Because it probably would take too long, if it was just them. ] But I'm not saying no to you.
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more importantly - she smiles at that last bit.]
...thanks. For letting me help you.
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... we have goals to accomplish. It would be stupid of me to turn you away, when I know just how indulgent you can be about things. [ dryly ] You almost have an unfair advantage.
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[he doesn't really say what he wants (other than food, or for her to leave him alone)... so for him to agree to come here, it must have been something really important!]
We can work together, just like always.
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Just like always. [ Might as well - he can't imagine what she might get out of this that will help her accomplish her goals, and how that might effect him, all things considered. But he does hold up the cup of wine towards her. ] Fine then.
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Let's do our best, Ming-xiong!
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I didn't hit enter on this one smh
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