[ the fluster fades, with that. xie lian's heart swells in his chest with sympathy, and he touches his hand to it, absently. his daemon chitters softly in agreement. ]
...I wanted him to live. I couldn't bear to watch him suffer that way, either.
That child had such fire in him - that was not the first time that we had met.
No. I... saved that child's life, a few years before. During a parade, he fell from a tower - an accident - and I was able to catch him and take him to safety.
You're younger now, tired, exhausted, at the end of your stamina. Around you a blizzard goes on. In front of you, a man reaches towards you and pulls you onto his back. You bury your face in his shoulder, "-don’t need to die on my account..." you try to protest. He doesn't need to do this for you, not really.
His shoulder shake slightly, and he offers you up a ring. The jewel set in it is calming smoky black, with elegantly subtle sparkles shining through. His rough but caring voice, "It’ll protect ya no matter when or where. It won’t let it’s owner die."
And he wants... you to have it? Wouldn't it be better for him? You put your hand around the ring and push it back to him. "Please... make it out of here alive."
Your life doesn't matter as much as his. People rely on him, you rely on him. A world without him in it- you don't want to imagine that.
It seems like he's scolding you. This man cares about you and you want to give him everything in return. He's given you a place to live, safety, a reason to try to survive.
"-Don’t matter who condemns you. I’ll always have your back. Tell me ya don’t wanna die. Or, at the very least, tell me ya don’t want me to die."
He really is... amazing. This is it then. You cling to him tighter, your lifeline, your reason for living.
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xie lian smiles, a little embarrassed at himself - what a thing to say - but he reaches up to scratch his own cheek, now pink. ]
...so it seems.
[ whoops. ] How embarrassing...
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Don't think it was embarrasin'.
[Maybe the child he was protecting would be embarrassed. But Xie Lian?]
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[ he just sounds flustered, though!!! ]
Even still, I hope - I do hope it helped. It was worth breaking through such a taboo to speak with him, even if it was just to get him to eat...
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[It's not that bad in his eyes... to be given a reason to live... Nero needed that too, long, long ago.]
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[ the fluster fades, with that. xie lian's heart swells in his chest with sympathy, and he touches his hand to it, absently. his daemon chitters softly in agreement. ]
...I wanted him to live. I couldn't bear to watch him suffer that way, either.
That child had such fire in him - that was not the first time that we had met.
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No. I... saved that child's life, a few years before. During a parade, he fell from a tower - an accident - and I was able to catch him and take him to safety.
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[Sounds a little bit like fate.
Disce takes a step on a shard and music begins.
You're younger now, tired, exhausted, at the end of your stamina. Around you a blizzard goes on. In front of you, a man reaches towards you and pulls you onto his back. You bury your face in his shoulder, "-don’t need to die on my account..." you try to protest. He doesn't need to do this for you, not really.
His shoulder shake slightly, and he offers you up a ring. The jewel set in it is calming smoky black, with elegantly subtle sparkles shining through. His rough but caring voice, "It’ll protect ya no matter when or where. It won’t let it’s owner die."
And he wants... you to have it? Wouldn't it be better for him? You put your hand around the ring and push it back to him. "Please... make it out of here alive."
Your life doesn't matter as much as his. People rely on him, you rely on him. A world without him in it- you don't want to imagine that.
It seems like he's scolding you. This man cares about you and you want to give him everything in return. He's given you a place to live, safety, a reason to try to survive.
"-Don’t matter who condemns you. I’ll always have your back. Tell me ya don’t wanna die. Or, at the very least, tell me ya don’t want me to die."
He really is... amazing. This is it then. You cling to him tighter, your lifeline, your reason for living.
"I... I don't want you to die." ]