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Event Twenty-Five.
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And see the bonnets blue, And hear the bluebells ringing loud, I wish I could -- don't you? | |
Welcome to Awash's Twenty-fifth 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! | |
t's another day, another month, and another time for people to show up in the well. You'd better go rescue them! Never mind the fact that you woke up with a flower in your hands.
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[ The apology is taken with a small nod and a noise of acknowledgement. Luo Binghe is a stubborn creature, he had to be in order to survive the later years of his life and unfortunately it does not help when it comes to such things as this. Unfortunately as it stands, crossed wires and misunderstandings will be the cause of much chaos to come and this is most likely only the start. From Binghe's point of view he's correct and when he hears Pyra using the word precious again he folds his arms, looking as stubborn as he's feeling.]
You have still misunderstood something. This one knows, understands, his teacher. He may have said I was a good student but it no longer seems that way. Shizun does not suffer my presence lightly, take that from someone who has firsthand experience of it. I also cannot consider someone I do not know as precious either.
[ Things are spoken with an air of certainty as opposed to mean spiritedness; there's no bad thoughts or a wish to be cruel, it's simply Luo Binghe wishing someone would understand a truth no matter how harsh it is. It's a good job this is happening before the conversation he has with Shen Qingqiu on the network, the kind that goes awry the moment it starts and steadily spirals. From Luo Binghe's point of view they had only just started being able to talk again without Shen Qingqiu running away; precious is extremely far removed from that. No matter how much someone wishes for something does not mean it comes true and at the suggestion of speaking to his teacher Binghe shakes his head again, brow furrowed.]
I will talk to him when it is time to, but not to confirm what a little sister has said but to simply be sure that Shizun is okay here.
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That thought may just be the impatience caused by her flower influencing her, but she would advise him to go to his teacher regardless. There are far too many missed opportunities in both homeworlds and here, it seems, that very few capitalize upon, and even more take for granted... with herself among them. She’d think it funny, were she more of a cynic. ]
You’re quite worried for him, aren’t you? He’s very fortunate, to have someone who cares so much.
[ It could also be possible that the two have been taken from different points in time. Pyra could tell him that Shen Qingqiu seems to be fine, that’s she’s even had the fortune to see him smile, but why would she tell him, when the two can actually be reunited? ]
This place.... [ Moving on, her tone seems to become almost wistful. ] Its ethos is forming bonds, bonds that... may restore color to the world. [ Her head tilts upward, her eyes lifting to the sky, thoughtful and, perhaps, fond, nostalgic. The day is bright, the sky is finally its traditional blue, but she remembers a time when it hadn’t been. But whether with color or without, beyond it lies the stars... Stars that she had once watched with him. ] He has many here who care for him, even if he may not realize it.
[ .......
Gaze returning to Luo Binghe, the corners of her lips quietly curl upward. ] I’m sure you’ll be able to find just as many here, too. Those that care for you, I mean. [ And as she’s said, she’s one of them already whether he believes her or not. ]
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He glances up at the sky when Pyra does, hoping to find some information there somehow and only seeing the vast blue sky. Crimson eyes narrow slightly. He doesn't know who is in charge of this place but the person talking to him seems to know what's going on completely and are nice enough to be answering some things.]
Tsk, this one doesn't ask for people to care. I'll be finding Shizun and taking him home and no-one will get in the way of that. This one doesn't know what is happening in this place, but it was not asked beforehand. If Shizun also did not agree then there is no reason to stay.
[ Binghe looks down from the sky, glancing over at Pyra.]
Who are you that cares so much? You give your name and a lot of information that sounds nice even if a lot of it is wrong. Do you work for the ones in charge here?
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No, no. [ With a slow shake of her head, she lifts a hand up as if that alone might assuage his worries. ] I’m from another world just as you are.
And I-- [ A breath. ] Of course... I care. [ She admits, her expression heartfelt. It's obvious he doesn't believe her, her reassurance falling upon deaf ears. It saddens her, yes, but perhaps he'll come to believe that the one he cares for most, also cares for him-- with time. She can only hope. ] Being in another world, it can be confusing at first, and [ She bows her head to him, expression falling. ] I only wish to help.
[ Whether she actually does help... is debatable. ]
This world emphasizes the bonds that are made with others. Your friendships here-- matter. You, matter to them. And together, you may help restore color to this world.
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It's only because Pyra seems to earnest with it all that Binghe wonders if it's not something else. Had it been an attack it would have happened by now and so he opts to follow the conversation instead, a little relieved that the caring topic is being dropped. He has no concept of people caring by osmosis and the idea that people have heard about him so nicely from his own teacher is so far-fetched it's impossible to swallow.
Binghe lets a little of the tension out of his shoulders, joining the conversation again with a less aggressive stance.]
Why? Does this place not have it's own people to fight for it?
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[ She begins walking, motioning for him to come along. ]
Luo Binghe.... If you do not mind, there is something I would like to show you. It will be helpful in coordinating with the rest of the residents there.
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He gives a small nod to agree to follow, not commenting on the mention of defending the town and others. He won't idly commit to something until he's figured it out and when he follows Pyra it's not without a little suspicion; this place is just too strange!]
Of course, though I don't know what it is you wish to show that could be so important.
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There is a network where everyone can communicate with one another, like a forum... only electronic.
[ She recalls that his teacher hadn’t been so familiar with a computer, so she feels safe to assume that he isn’t, either. ]
You don’t need to know how it works to be able to use it. But on that network, many here share what they have discovered about the town, or ask general questions in a getting-to-know you fashion. The messages are public on this forum, but you can also privately message someone specific. Everyone is assigned a color hexcode as a username, and I am certain you will have one as well.
[ She steps over a root from one of the trees. ] There is a particular thread— er, conversation I believe you should see. [ ...That may make him at least believe her a little more when she says his shizun cares!! ]
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Binghe can guess at the second word but the rest is - as Pyra rightly assumes - a mystery. There must be a point to it though, a reason as to why Luo Binghe is following this colourful person to a place he doesn't know.
It had better be good at any rate. Often Luo Binghe has been known to be temperamental and this sudden influx of information even has this heavenly protagonist student's mind reeling! He fusses with a black sleeve as they walk, sword sheathed at his back remaining quiet in the grand scheme of things.]
People discuss things on this "network" and identify each other as hecks?
[ Sounds useful but if everyone is standing around writing notes surely it would be faster to speak out loud??]
What is it about?
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And... ]
Mm... I could tell you, [ She pauses then, a hand moving thoughtfully to her chin. Whatever she’s mulling over doesn’t last long, and in the next moment she continues breezily, ] but in this case— [ She smiles softly. ] it would be better to show you.
[ It won’t be too long until they reach the porch of her assigned house, plain and quiet, but clean. Her laptop is situated on a chair outside, closed, and when they approach she nods to him again and opens up the computer. ] Just one moment.
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Soon enough they reach the destination, Binghe making sure to look nothing more than neutral when he realises this must be Pyra's house. Just what was going on here? Did someone dare lead him by the nose to a trap or was this simply circumstance? Binghe is sure it's the latter but he still casts a wary eye as Pyra opens up the laptop.]
You live here?
[ Best to keep asking questions because right now Binghe hasn't the foggiest on what's going on. It's ask things or get bored and a bored half-demon lord is an awful one.]
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Meanwhile her hand swiftly types a few keys into the laptop, entering her code and booting up the archaic home screen. She swivels the laptop towards him, pointing to the display. ] Your hex code is unique unto you; think of it like your second name that functions as an address over the network. Once you learn someone’s code, you can also privately message them.
[ She hovers the mouse over the network icon, clicking upon it to open the network in question. Pyra continues encouragingly, adding in a small smile for him. ] The interface is fairly simple to learn on one’s own, so I’m you’ll be able to get a handle on it very quickly.
[ Moving on... ] Anyway, this is the network that I mentioned. Everything here is documented, and you can access previous entries uses these keys here. [ She indicates with the pointer. ]
But what I wished to show you is...
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When you have the time, you should read over this entry. [ Her suggestion comes out soft and earnest. ] He mentions you in it...
[ Her eyes lift from the screen to watch his expression. Perhaps he won't be comforted now by these words on the screen, but she hopes he will after he reads them, when he has the time. Shen Qingqiu says such heartfelt things about him-- from saying that he wishes no harm to ever befall Luo Binghe, to how he regrets what he's done, how he truly hopes for his disciple's happiness, and that-- most tragically-- if Luo Binghe has any kind thoughts of him, that he is undeserving of them. And that's just under her own thread with him.
She... doesn't want such a misunderstanding to plague their relationship. She wants him-- no, the both of them, to be happy.
They have that chance here. They can have that happiness here. ]
See-- here. These are his words, this is what he has written. He hopes that you will find happiness, and that the bond between the two of you cannot be broken so easily. [ ....Ah. There it is again, that feeling that she's wasting his time. She still believes that such words should be said between teacher and disciple, and not second-hand from her. ]
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This replaces paper? Do the notes go on there? Sounds like a lot of work still, when does everyone get to use this thing? Binghe doesn't see anyone else around so there's an inkling that he's still missing something in that regard.]
EBF5FB.... [ He's already committing it to memory as he squints at the screen, trying to see what it is that Pyra believes is so important. It doesn't take long for the young man to read the post part of it, fists clenching ever so slightly as he grinds his next words out. Reading such things is like a knife to the heart, a painful reminder of something Luo Binghe can never have.]
I don't wish to see the rest. Shizun did it because of my heritage. He said it clear as day and even when I came back he would never talk to me, always running away, doing everything he could to evade me at every opportunity. It's been more than five years and still he never says these things even to my face. These words look sincere but this one knows they are not true and I don't know what else to tell you other than that.
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She wonders what she can say or do to convince Luo Binghe that his teacher cares for him still, but she knows that it will never be that easy. This is ultimately a matter between the two of them, and she is an outsider once more.
But she will say this: ]
Your teacher is a good man. [ Telling another what she admires of Shen Qingqiu comes easy to her. The traits roll off her tongue like water over oil, sincere and sorrowful. She speaks with love, of course, with an affection that seems to conflict her. Pyra brings her hand to her chest, her eyes soft, her smile just a bit more peaceful. Just a bit. ] An... honorable, wise, and.... benevolent man.
[ Even if the words he had written over the network could have been nothing but woven fibs, there would be no denying what his heart had clearly shown. And... further down in another thread, Shen Qingqiu even explains that he avoids him out of a want to not hurt him more. ]
Do you think he is lying?
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Lying though? It's tricky. Everything points to the man lying; what he says can't be true because his actions have proven otherwise over the years. And yet just the thought of calling Shen Qingqiu a liar galls Binghe to no end. His teacher wouldn't lie like that!
It's a dilemma, one that has Binghe frowning to himself, lips thinning as they press together. ]
I don't know. The words are nice to read but his actions are completely different to any of that.
[ Binghe folds his arms again, staring at the laptop with just a little distrust.] Why would Shizun say such things to strangers?
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Here, his actions have shown him to be nothing less than kind. Troubled and— [ A breath, a smile, a shake of her head. ] far too selfless, at times... but kind. [ It must be a kindness that he can have too, now that he is here. ]
As for why he would tell others... I cannot speak for the man, but perhaps— it is because he has friends here, those he cares about and loves....and with whom he may confide.
[ Pyra closes the computer with a click, closing her eyes. ]
Luo Binghe, I hope you too will find such... good friends here.
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Cares about and loves....?
[ Why can't he have that? Even now in a strange place, seeing such strange things, Binghe can't help but wonder why it's everyone but him. It sets his teeth on edge in a way he can't describe; how much of himself does he need to tear apart to get a good word out of his teacher??]
Enough! I don't want good friends here, or people to love and care for. If Shizun is here then I'll be taking him home!
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It's a sad situation all around. ] ...I'm sorry. [ Her tone is nothing less than sincerely apologetic, her gaze lowering. She wants to help, but-- perhaps this just isn't the way. Perhaps it simply isn't her place.
But what's even more tragic is that this young man doesn't even wish to have other friends, which is critical in a realm like this one. ] I.... hope you can do that-- find a way back home. It is what many here have been searching for themselves.