(closed) promises promises

[shizun]

WHO: Shen Qingqiu (shizun), Berkut (superioritis), Renne Hayworth (rasure) and Rin Okumura (satanslash).
WHERE: Berkut and Renne's home. Rin's cafe.
WHEN: Early February.
WHAT: Mediating between two housemates and keeping a promise to visit a certain half-demon.
WARNINGS: Shen Qingqiu swears. A lot.

A cordial visit. (closed to Berkut and Renne).

[ Shen Qingqiu promised himself that he would only wear his Peak Lord robes on important matters. And so, that was why that he was wearing them as he headed toward Berkut and Renne's home. Besides!! If I wore anything other than my best, there's a good chance I could end up getting choked out! Well... I might still end up that way.../i>

He wonders if Renne mentioned the fact that he was coming to act as mediator between them. He wasn't sure which answer struck more fear in him -- Berkut knowing or Berkut not knowing. In the end, it didn't matter. If the situation doesn't get resolved, it's just going to end up blackening his reptuation!

Done with his grumbling, he arrives at the house. His face changes color to a pale white before he violently shakes his head. He already hates me!! I already said this so! Don't wuss out! Shen Qingqiu breathes in deep, walks up to the door and knocks.

........ is that horse still in the house? Is the house going to smell like horse? An idle thought hits him as he waits, and he lifts his sleeve up to cover the lover half of his face instead of his fan. ]

[ ooc: Order? SQQ > Berkut > Renne? ]

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Making a new friend and trying new foods (closed to Rin).

[ Come to think of it! I don't even know what Rin looks like. He realizes that he should say, even to himself, "come to think of it" like it is some revelation. That is like saying, "Come to think of it! The water is wet!" These are facts related to how something works. Like the way that the forum works is text only. The text, too... those that are colored? Are they related to those codes? It makes me think of color codes.

But he got himself side-tracked and returns to his original point. The idea of a half-demon makes him think of a lot of things. Like ... will it be with horns and wings? Or will it be more like the novel with a mark upon his forehead? He's careful not to say like Luo Binghe to himself. But he has since realizes that his first desire to look after the half-demon comes from his own guilt.

Which is no good. No one needs to carry the weight of someone else's guilt. He taps the back of his neck with his fan, admonishing himself. This person is someone I want to look after... and it should be because of who he is and not because of regrets of the past. A fiery determination burns itself bright inside of him. That is the primary reason he sets out to the cafe.

Entering the cafe, he peers around before stepping in. Ahh! I don't want to just start yelling! He feels like that would make him appear like some self-important person that is demanding service. Such a thought makes him pale a little. Clearing his throat, he decides to hope that lightning will strike as he calls out. ]

Excuse me. This teacher is looking for Rin Okumura. Is he in?

Comments

[satanslash]

[Calling out is usually the best way to get Rin's attention from the front area, though. He spends most of his time in the kitchen, which is all the way at the back, past the living room-turned-cafe. There's often enough going on that the din makes it difficult to hear when people have entered.

Rin does catch the sound of a voice from the main area, though, and while he can't quite make out the words over the bubbling pot in front of him. He grabs a towel to dry his hands off and heads out through the open door.]

Hello!

[shizun]

Hello.

[ He smiles politely in turn. Ahh! Repeating the same thing! It's really embarrassing, but-- Clearing his throat (what is this the second time?), he ignores how the tips of his ears turn a little red. ]

I am looking for Rin Okumura. [ His head gives a small tilt as he admits his own embarrassment for not asking what the young man looks like -- yet his expression remains calm and tone laced with elegance. ]

Is he about?

[satanslash]

Oh, that's me!

[Rin gives a toothy grin, his tail wagging excitedly behind his back. If he noticed the awkward tension or the red ears he certainly isn't saying anything.]

[shizun]

[ He actually has a tail! No horns, though! A tail that wags when he's excited... how endearing! Should I think it that way? Is that mean? He's so happy that lightning struck! ]

I am Shen Qingqiu. [ Hi!! I'm very fucking awkward for many reasons! I apologize! ] This cafe is very charming. I am certain you get compliments on it from everyone who comes in, right?

[satanslash]

[Yes! Also sharp canines and pointed ears.]

Oh, Shen! Cool, I was hopin' you'd make it in sometime!

[He really is excited! Practically bouncing on his feet.]

I think I get more compliments on the food than the uh... decor?

[It is a bit of a mismatched mess of tables and chairs, but it looks welcoming regardless of the lacking cohesion.]

[shizun]

[ His fan snaps shut. Shen!! How informal. But the person is a teenager so he decides that he doesn't need to get his feathers too ruffled. ]

You were hoping to see me? [ How surprising!! ] And, yes, the decor. [ He takes a step away to make a gesture towards their surroundings. ] As mismatched as it all is, the flow is still good. There's a feeling of ... warmth and joy. You've come to love this place and the atmosphere that is within it reflects it well.

So I have to compliment the decor as much as I am certain I will compliment the food.

[satanslash]

[Rin is never formal. Don't even bother getting him to try. It just does not happen.

And wait until you hear how much he swears.]

Well, yeah. [Was that so surprising?] I invited you, didn't I?

[His turn to go a bit red.]

You haven't had anythin' yet... but thanks.

[shizun]

You did.

[ He offers a small nod as he internally gets over his shokc. Usually, people call him the "Immortal Master Shen" or "Immortal Shen." Shen may be his last name, but it shocks him a lot hear it without the title attached. ]

No, no. This teacher is the one that is thankful. I'm certain others are as well. This place is ... really wonderful. [ !!! ] I should attempt to take a seat, right? [ Standing and talking is nice, but I'm wasting the chef's time!! ]

[satanslash]

[Sorry, buddy. This is just how Rin is. Be glad he didn't give you a nickname first.]

Yeah, 'course! What are you in the mood for? We don't got a whole lot but I'll see what I can do.

[shizun]

[ Ah, I wonder! ]

I'll have the chef's choice, then. [ I wonder what it is that you'd like to make. Please make it! Since you like cooking, and you're waiting on an old man like me, why not make something fun? ]

I'm certain it will be delicious.

[satanslash]

You got it!

[An enthusiastic thumbs up from Rin, and he bounced back to the kitchen to prepare the food.

He's always happy whenever he gets a new customer in the cafe.]

[superioritis]

[The horse is, in fact, outside by the house. Berkut is not so uncouth that he would keep Buceph indoors while the weather is fair.

Odd, that they would have a visitor. The door swings open, revealing Berkut on the other side—and it doesn't smell inside as much as one might expect. In spite of limited materials with which to work, he has been going hard at taking care of the room and his horse both. (Renne should be grateful that he doesn't walk Buceph around the rest of the house, the brat.)

Upon recognizing the visible portion of Shen Qingqiu's face, Berkut arches an eyebrow.]

State your purpose.

[rasure]

[And, peering behind Berkut, hands interlinked behind her back, is Renne!

She brightens up when she sees him, offering a tiny little dainty wave.

Hiiiiiiii, sorry about your incoming doom!}

[1/3]

[shizun]

[ Uh... it looks like you don't fucking know why I am here! Cool, cool, cool!!

He pales just a little bit in turn. "State your purpose." I knew it! I absolutely knew that he hated me! I still didn't think I'd receive such a cold greeting. I thought I would at least get a "hello." "Are you going to ask me to escort you somewhere else, knave?" Like that? I promise I'm not just some escort NPC! I promise!

Shen Qingqiu pauses to look to the side. Ah! That's the trouble-making horse! Literally! It's outside! Wow. it really looks like the type of horse a villain would ride into battle! How cool-looking! I wish I had brought an apple... even if they don't have any taste... it'd be kind of... FOCUS! ]

[shizun]

[ Huh!

Peering around Berkut, he notices the young miss that he assumes to be Renne. He immediately breaks out into a smile. One can't not smile when such a cute girl is greeting you. Really, Berkut! How can you have such a sour face when you have someone like this living with you? She really seems like the kind of girl that you give a head pat once or twice every time you see her.

The kind of child that you want to dote on! ]

[shizun]

[ Okay, dallied enough! Time to answer! ]

I am here to help with some difficulties that have sprung up between Young Miss Renne and yourself, Prince Berkut.

[ Time to try to get into the house before the door slams in his face (for he absolutely fears that the door is gonna end up slammed in his face 'cause that's absolutely that sort of situation, isn't it?!) -- and time to try to do that as elegantly as possible. These are two very difficult things to attempt, but attempt them, he must!! For the sake of the hill that he's chosen to die on!! ]

[superioritis]

[Ugh, this demon seed. If he were to put his hand anywhere near her head, he's sure she would attempt to bite his entire arm off with it.

Berkut's hand—the one resting on the door—twitches while Shen Qingqiu slides inside. How does such an inherently clumsy maneuver look so elegant from this man? It's simply mind-boggling, though not enough to distract him. He doesn't close the door yet.]

Difficulties?

[rasure]

[He is honestly not wrong, she'd take off his hand basically immediately.

But for now, she looks totally purely innocent.]

Hello, Mister Shen Qingqiu! It's good to see you.

[She certainly knows how to play her part, in stark contrast to her irritable roommate.]

[1/2]

[shizun]

Hello, Renne Hayworth.

[ How cute! Really, he has no idea why Berkut can't get along with his roommate. Perhaps, it is because he is an only child? He smiles gently at her as he reaches his hand out to lightly pat her head. So cute. She reminds him of a bunny.

Really! What does Berkut have to complain about? ]

[shizun]

As for difficulties... [ Sorry, sorry! I got distracted by your soft and bunny-like little sister roommate! She really is adorable. How come you can't see it? ]

... I had heard that the two of you are not getting along too well with each other. This teacher came to mediate things, so that the atmosphere in the house is one that is good for both of you.

[superioritis]

[Berkut frowns. Where did Shen Qingqiu catch wind of that? And does this child—Renne Hayworth—only pretend to have manners around other people?]

Your meddling is unnecessary.

[The door is open. Please leave.]

[rasure]

[She will gladly accept the headpats, giggling softly.

And.

Then she puts on the most concerned face.]

Um... he doesn't seem like he wants to...

[shizun]

[ Did Berkut see that?! Didn't his heart just melt? Didn't he also want to pat her head and receive the same cute sight?

... judging from the prince's expression, Shen Qingqiu assumed not. ]

But it will be good. People should not just move because they cannot get along. That is no way to run a town or live with one another. So, it should be all right to allow me to meddle a little to fix what is but a series of misunderstandings, right?

[ He looks between the two, hopeful. Well, he already knew Renne was on his side, but he promised that he was going to listen to them both and so that meant taking both of their opinions into account now. But if that opinion was "no need," he was vetoing it right now! ]

[superioritis]

[It almost physically hurts him to watch how oblivious Shen Qingqiu is to the truth. Berkut will never put his hand anywhere near Renne's head.]

It seems to me that the one with a misunderstanding here is you, teacher. What is this talk of moving?

[In addition, the fact that Renne has been blabbering about this is an incredibly annoying revelation.]

[rasure]

[Heeeh.

Renne links her hands behind her back, shifting back and forth from her toes to her heels.]

I really, really, reaaaally just want to get along! That's what I want more than anything.

[Lies.]