awashlogs | [open] It's a (very belated) birthday log!

WHO: Kaoru, Shiho and friends
WHERE: Town hall
WHEN: Last week of February
WHAT: It's Shiho's birthday
WARNINGS: None probably.

I: Food!

[What is a party without food? Kaoru can't cook but she happens to know people who can! There's even a cake! She may have borrowed a table from another house for the purpose of keeping the food.

Though, oddly enough, there's also a small card (all of them different colour and sizes, some of them looked like they'd been gently folded then ripped along the fold) beside each dish with a number on it. There's also a list (all handwritten in pink), with the same numbers all listed on one side and lines beside it like something you should fill out.

On the top it says: Guess Who Made This Dish!

Are you here to play or are you just here to eat?]

II: Games!

[There is a hastily written sign on one side that says: NO DANCING.

But every party needs entertainment so beside there is a sign with game suggestions like: Truth or Dare, Never Have I Ever...or maybe you'd like to take your list from the food table and see if you got more correct than the person beside you!]

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I guess we're becoming a couple of old people reminiscing about our family.

[ He laughs a little -- it's warm and bright. His chin lifts just before his head tilts in confusion at her apology. Waving his hand dismissively, he can't say that he misses them but it isn't for a cold reason that he is not feel the pain of being separated. ]

No. I don't miss them at all, because we're still connected to one another. [ Ah, how to put it? ] It's a feeling like no matter how far apart that we are that we will one day be together. Rather than missing... I suppose there is an itchy feeling of anxiety at hoping to see them soon.

But ... I am enjoying myself here, too. I will have many stories to be able to tell them when I return of the wonderful people that I met. [ Another smile. ] But it would be nice if you were able to meet them, too. I wonder who would most likely travel through ... [ He frowns as he wonders if it would be Airplane. His fist clenches as his head drops as he finds the man to be overly shameless and embarrassing. All those warm feelings... give them back to me! ]

[ Pyra can definitely say that she dearly misses her found-family, because either they’re all dead, gone, or had their memories wiped upon awakening once more....

No, she can’t be like Shen Qingqiu where she doesn’t miss others; it must come with how keenly she feels for everyone. She likes to see them, and she likes to see them happy. She likes to be with others, and she will never, ever tell another to leave her.

...It’s odd, however, that right as he finishes speaking about wanting those of his world to come here so she and others might meet them, that he dips his head and his fist tenses. Since the man’s expression is usually passive, it gets her to pause. She can’t be sure, but— ]

We... can never know who of our worlds will appear here. [ A gentle, brief smile, given just in case he needs to collect himself, and she tilts her head. ] Is there someone in particular you’re concerned about?

[ .....Besides Luo Binghe. ]

Ah, it is my shidi that I am concerned about...

[ He clenches his fist like he means to punch through the dimensional walls that separate him from Airplane -- so he can land a strike right across the man's face! ]

A shidi is a martial younger brother. [ Shen Qingqiu almost launches into a lesson of words, but decides to scrap that to talk about Shang Qinghua, also known as Airplane-bro. ] He is someone that is ... without shame or dignity. This humble one cares about him as someone that understands the trials that I am going through... but as a fellow countryman, he sometimes leaves much to be desired.

[ A shidi... Hm. ]

It sounds like he is one of your ruckus-causing disciples? [ Does she detect a hint of frustration there? Does she??? Either way, she brings a hand to her chest. ] I still would like to meet him, even if he sounds like a handful.

And... you would have someone from your world here, to spend time with. Er-- that is, if Wei Wuxian and Xie Lian aren't from your world already.

No, he is also a Peak Lord...

[ Yes, she detects frustration from him. His hand touches his forehead as he cannot believe that Shang Qinghua cannot put on at least some airs to act like a proper Peak Lord. The man is an embarrassment! If I see him, I'm going to have to punch him first. I am just going to have to do it! ]

I would have someone from my world, yes. [ He stares hard at nothing as he can already imagine all the screaming and crying that Shang Qinghua would do if he was in Chroma. ] ... no, those two are not from my world. At least, I'm fairly certain that they are not.

[ Her eyes widen. ] Oh, my. [ The hand that had been upon her chest then goes up to cover her mouth as a small gasp escapes her.

A Peak Lord... who is not like you? I can hardly imagine it. [ A pause. ] Or, perhaps, you've simply set my expectations that high.

Even among those lords I know in my own world, you certain come off as... [ ............AND gonna stop herself there.

Because she doesn't want to come off as rude. ] W-well, when I first met you, let me put it this way: you were, ah, a bit intimidating. Dignified, still, but very not as I know you now. It's hard to picture a Peak Lord behaving any differently than how you do.

[ He tries not to look too shocked, but he is, honestly, shocked.

Wait, what? Could you finish your thought? I come off as what? Do I come off bad? Shen Qingqiu somehow keeps himself from asking as he controls his expression to hide his anxiety. Oh, was I? I was floundering so bad and bullshitting so hard that I didn't really know how I was coming off!

He wonders if he should feel pleased that he came off as intimidating and that the air around him remains elegant. ]

How should I put it? Every Peak Lord acts in their own way and this teacher thinks that is fine. [ A slight pause. ] It's not good to speak poorly of someone when they are not here... and so I apologize for giving you a bad impression of Shang Qinghua. [ Manners tell him that he should take back what he said! But he really wants to talk shit about Airplane-bro! He's so embarrassing! HE'S SO EMBARRASSING!! ]

Whether or not I approve of how he behaves is irrelevant... he is still my younger brother within the sect and also a Peak Lord. I should not speak as I please about him. [ Even though, status speaking, I have the higher status than him so I really could say whatever the fuck I want! But Airplane-bro has helped me out in the past so I'll relent! I'll relent! Look at me! I'm relenting! I've already relented!! ]

He's a good person with a good heart. That is what is always most important.

A good person with a good heart... [ If a little exasperating at times. Yes, she can understand the type! ] He's probably saying that about you, too.

But you also might as well have described yourself! [ Her smile is sweet as she clasps her hands in front of her. And just in case he tries to deny it, she quickly adds: ] I've been in your heart, after all, and I can say that I trust it is a good one.

[ That fucker better be!!

But, huh? ]

Described myself? [ He makes a soft "eh" sound as he does want to deny that he's a good person with a good heart. He really did put a pin in the issue of him not liking himself. He still sees the issue pinned up and is getting around to it, okay?! ]

Ah, I guess you have been. [ He laughs nervously as he gives a non-answer to the praise. ] Anyway! Back to the game, back to the game! I tangented us off in the worst kind of way. Let's return ... ah, whose turn of it?

[ Huh, she's never really seen him so quickly try to brush a topic aside before. Maybe she's hit a nerve. That.. wasn't her intention to bring up his heart in a bad context; she had meant it to be a compliment!

Ah, well. ] ...Mine.

[ Hm. ]

Truth.

[ Only fair, since she's asked a lot of questions of him just now and he volunteered all of his truths. ]

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