[OPEN]

[shizun]

WHO: Pyra, Shen Qingqiu and OPEN.
WHERE: Town Hall.
WHEN: 5/4.
WHAT: Birthday party for Pyra.
WARNINGS: General OOC.

[ It was just like he had said before -- people need to have a party, especially after the latest event. Shen Qingqiu, himself, wants to wash away memories of his shamelessly rude behavior. But more than that, he wants to celebrate the birthday of someone that has made the lives of those living in Chroma better. Whether she is willing to admit that she has or not!

So, of course, the party is still going to go on. Of course, he is going to rally the people to come join him once again to have a wonderful time. It's a party that's meant to have everyone enjoy themselves, everyone smile, and fill the whole space with warm feelings. Fucking Town Hall is gonna get colored all over the fucking place with how many good emotions are going to come pouring out! It won't know what hit it!

So is his mantra! So is his hope! And it is everyone else's hope too, isn't it? Everyone who worked hard, everyone who put their time into this. He's grateful for them, because they are also wanting to see the best possible outcome.

Come and enjoy -- come and make another day brighter! ]

Comments

[alittlespicy]

[ See. This, on the other hand, gets her finally a slight crack in his cool. ]

No.

[rebeliune]

Why not?! This whole thing is his fault!

[alittlespicy]

He has been harmed over harmless things too many times.

[ Quiet. But firm. ]

[rebeliune]

[ After a long pause, she sighs in exasperation. ]

... Tch. It's not like I was actually gonna hurt him. [ Probably. ]

[alittlespicy]

[ WangJi considers her, then slowly nods. This time, his voice is back to calmer, though still certain. ]

Do not.

He makes people angry easily. But he will not harm without serious provocation.

[rebeliune]

[ She grumbles a bit. ]

Yeah, yeah, I get it. He's not a threat. [ Exasperated: ] You actually like that guy?

[alittlespicy]

Not a threat unless threatened.

[ And then, after a moment. ]

Mn.

[ He sure does! ]

[rebeliune]

[ ... Despite everything, she has to smile a little at that. ]

Then he's your problem to take care of. Good luck.

[alittlespicy]

[ Wei Ying has slaughtered thousands. He has done very cruel things to people, individually, too.

But none of that has been unprovoked.

And all of it has cost him. Dearly.

Everything.

But WangJi will accept this, for now. ]

Mn.

It is ... good, to be concerned about the well-being of a parent.

[rebeliune]

[ In an immediately defensive tone: ]

Concern? Who said anything about concern? I wasn't doing this out of concern!

[alittlespicy]

Mn?

[ Calmly. No judgment there, but please, elaborate. ]

[rebeliune]

Isn't it obvious? I hate my father! I definitely don't admire him, and I'll take any excuse to insult him! But when it comes to spreading rumours about him, only I can do that!

[alittlespicy]

[ That...

Doesn't sound like hatred.

And it does not sound as though this Saber is very old. Which, he supposes, she might not be, for all her body seems - close to adult. As far as he can determine. ]

You can only start rumors. They will spread and change. You have no control.

[ Calmly. Not calling her out on the 'that doesn't sound like hating' part. Merely trying to point out something she might be sorely, sorely disappointed - and angry - about at some point. ]

What rumor would you start?

[rebeliune]

[ It's good that he doesn't, because that's one of her many, many... many... triggers. Instead, he gets a fierce grin as she puffs herself up proudly. ]

That one's easy. I have the right to be king, so he should hurry up and admit it!

[ ... That's not a rumour. ]

[alittlespicy]

[ WangJi considers that, then asks with calm but honest curiosity, ] is being a king so desirable, then?

[rebeliune]

You're really asking that? Jeez, what a weird guy.

Of course it's desirable. A king holds the lives of his entire kingdom in his hands. Too harsh, and the people suffer at his hands. Too weak, and they suffer at the hands of others. That's why, throughout all of history, only one king has been truly perfect.

... Besides me, of course. All I need is one chance, and I can be even better than father was. It's that simple. Until he recognizes me, I can't prove myself in his eyes. ... Well, maybe he's afraid of being surpassed so easily.

[alittlespicy]

[ WangJi watches her, and thinks of his own father and older brother. And how much XiChen grieved for having to take up the Sect's leadership because Father was gone. ]

There are many ways to prove oneself first. Skills and abilities can be honed for a long time before taking up the responsibility.

I would point out that taking the responsibility would mean that your father would be no longer, so your success can not be evaluated, but I have... some idea that is not the case with ... a Saber.

You can earn respect, and the will of those who you might one day lead, before being recognized to lead. And it will better allow for recognition.

[ These are more words than he usually says, but they are still said calmly, almost gently.

But yes, he's weird. ]