Event Twenty-One

[awashmods]

Sometimes I feel happy, Sometimes I feel sad. Sometimes I feel curious, Sometimes I feel mad. Sometimes I feel silly, Sometimes I feel surprised. How many feelings, Do I have inside?

t's another regular, normal day in the Town. There's absolutely nothing to show that anything could possibly be wrong; the birds are chirping, the sky is bright, and everything is absolutely, entirely wrong. This time, though? The problem is internal. Slowly, bit by bit, people are going to stop feeling entirely like themselves -- or maybe even stop feeling at all. And suddenly that nice, bright day doesn't seem quite so nice and not quite so bright any longer after all. Welcome to Awash's Twenty-First event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[superioritis]

[ It's a flawed argument, but to say that it falls on deaf ears would be a lie. As long as they're in agreement that he's not the one leaning on somebody, there can be no misunderstanding about this one-sided arrangement. Still, it's an arrangement he can do without.

His gaze drifts to the side before snapping back to Shen Qingqiu. This man, who is of common birth, is truly stubborn. He's fortunate that Berkut is in an agreeable mood. ]

Very well.

[ What exactly he's agreeing to are damning words to repeat, so he leaves it there. ]

1/2

[shizun]

[ Holy shit! HOLY SHIT!

He wants to excuse himself so that he could start shadowpunching at the wall! He didn't think that such a thing would be fucking possible, but he got the go-ahead in being able to worry about Berkut!

I could run a fucking lap around this fucking town!! ]

[shizun]

[ Cupping his hands, he bows slightly. ]

Thank you for your understanding.

[superioritis]

[ If he didn't give the go-ahead, they'd be here forever. Berkut has better things to be doing with his time. ]

Remember that this is for your sake, not mine. It is only natural for one of common birth to rely on a noble.

[shizun]

Yes, I will remember this.

[ Yup, yup, yup!! ]

It's only natural.

[superioritis]

[ Satisfied with the echo, Berkut takes this time to sidestep and walk around Shen Qingqiu. ]

Now that I have moved, you had best be on your way.

[ He hasn't forgotten the initial demand that started all of this. ]

1/2

[shizun]

[ Someone is in danger of having their head patted!! ]

[shizun]

[ He slightly bows his head. ]

Of course, thank you.

[ Shen Qingqiu is going to walk away to find somewhere to shadowbox. Or at least, that is his intent. Because, of course, as soon as he gets further away from Berkut, his emotions will be taken from him again. Oh well. ]