xie lian is out at the beach, sitting crosslegged in the sand. he's been back to change clothes - his white robes are pristine - and he's holding what appears to be a few small sheets of paper in his hands.
there is a small fire burning in front of him, flickering light across the beach, and he is slowly dipping each of the papers into the fire, until they burn to ashes, saying something soft under his breath. he glances up, noticing someone else - and then offers a soft smile, nodding his head. ] Hello, Miss Monika.
[So glad the evidence magic did their laundry for them. She offers him a small smile in return, taking a few steps closer with her hands clasped behind her back, and her eyes flicker towards the fire. Hm.]
... I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Do you need a moment?
xie lian has been hunting for the missing person like just about everyone else, and - spotting monika, he offers her a little smile and a bow of his head. san lang, a ferret up on his shoulder, also bows. ]
Hello, Miss Monika. [ gentle as ever. ] No blood this time, at least. [ thank you qi rong ]
[ after the execution, xie lian is in the courtyard of the castle, practicing what look to be sword forms, in a whirl of brown hair and white silk. he's breathing harder than he should be - it seems he's been at this for a while, if the slightly pink splotches at his chest of an injury that isn't quite healed under his bandages aren't another indication.
his blade is in his hand, since there's no one around. fang xin is pitch black and seems to absorb the light of the bioluminescent plants around it with each swing - san lang, a qilin, dodges out of xie lian's way, leaping past the point of each strike in a graceful dance, back and forth.
after a moment of this, though, san lang notices the presence of another, and makes a noise - xie lian turns, too, and gently plants the tip of his blade in the ground. ]
Monika has likely been here for a short while, watching him do his thing with a sense of awe. It's not every day you get to see someone move so gracefully, after all — even if it's only a practice. Though when he notices her, she offers him a sheepish smile in return.]
Hey, Xie Lian. Are you... [She trails off as she seems to notice something, her eyes lowering to his chest, and she gasps. Beside her, Pygmalion (currently chilling as a fox), raises his hackles.] ... Oh, my gosh! What happened to your chest?
[On this lovely Monday morning, Xie Lian will run into Monika while she's crouched by the edge of the canals. She's staring at the water with a hand gently skimming the surface, her mouth moving as she quietly sings something under her breath, the words impossible to make out. Pygmalion, on the other hand, is currently chilling in the canal itself — taking the opportunity to preen as a swan does.
It seems like they're both pretty caught up in what they're doing, but not enough that Monika fails to notice the presence of another.]
—Huh? [She stops singing, turning her head to look at him.] Oh. Hi, Xie Lian! This is pretty cool, right?
[ oh, it is a nice sight! specifically, the sound of the singing is very pretty - xie lian smiles as he approaches, and then bows, polite. san lang does the same, skittering to xie lian's shoulder to bow along with him, and then hopping down to the edge of the canal and streeeetching out towards pygmalion. ]
It is very lovely. I'm sorry, Miss Monika, I did not mean to interrupt or spy - you have a very pretty singing voice, as well.
after the trial, xie lian can be found out at the canals. he's sitting with his feet hanging over the edge, san lang in ferret form in his lap, and seems to be meditating - or, at least, enjoying being outdoors.
spotting monika, though, he gives her a little wave and a bow of his head. ]
[ hello monika! this fine afternoon, xie lian is sitting in the shade of a courtyard area. his hair is up in big space buns? and he seems to be carefully laying out a few lovely hair accessories in front of him, eyeing them thoughtfully.
san lang, qilin form, perks up when he sees monika, and makes a pleased bleating noise upon sight. xie lian lifts his head and smiles!! ]
[SPACE BUNS... Monika is so distracted between those and the hair accessories, that she almost forgets to react when addressed.]
... Ahaha, good afternoon! You know, you can just call me Monika.
[Downgrade your politeness, sir. Pygmalion is sticking close to Monika, but he wags his tail upon spotting the other two. She, on the other hand, gestures at the accessories.]
[ xie lian is! having a bad time! he is having a VERY bad time after that trial, and trying very hard not to show it - but, he's out for a walk in ankheen once things have settled, holding san lang in rabbit form in his arms.
spotting a familiar face, though, xie lian gives monika a small, tired smile. ]
Hello, Monika... have you been able to rest at all, after all of that? [ with his usual gentle care and compassion, even if he's tired. ]
xie lian is curled up in a chair holding a book on his lap - something about winged creatures, it looks like? he is studying. seeing monika, he brightens. ]
I quite like this place. [ happy....! ] What have you gotten to read, Monika?
[ xie lian is in the gift shop just kind of looking around when he spots monika. he's on his way over to say hello, san lang ferret chittering excitedly, when... she turns the fan on!
he stops in his tracks. san lang stands up straight on xie lian's shoulder. very !!!! ]
[ well, after all of that, here is xie lian! he's just sitting in the sauna area, staring out at the view of the snow, curled up with his knees to his chest, arms around them. san lang sits beside him in rabbit form.
... he's silent, really, even as someone approaches, barely moving from where he's settled. ]
Monika quietly sits down next to him, with Pygmalion plopping down next to San Lang. She will not say anything right away. Mostly because, well, is there anything she can say?]
In the park, Monika waves at Xie Lian when she spots him from her current position by the flower patches. She will not call out to him so she isn't told to eat soup again. :/]
here is xie lian! he's doing his usual rounds, though today he's looking for yoo joonghyuk and not the missing body of his best friend so i guess there's that. spotting monika, he brightens just a little, and then bows his head, padding over to join her. san lang, qilin form, follows, sniffing the ground for familiar scents before coming over to check on pygmalion. ]
Hello, Monika. How are you feeling...?
[ he will come close to her, too, so she doesn't have to shout. ma'am your soup ]
[ xie lian is here in the park, laying down with his upper half propped up on a familiar looking tiger, staring up at the sky with his hands folded on his chest.
the tiger lifts its head, looks at monika... and then resumes grooming a white ball of fur that looks like it might be san lang. ]
[Man, what a day. Monika's make-up is, tragically, looking a little less perfect at this point. But at least her hair still looks great? She's fussing with it when she notices Xie Lian.]
... So, you and Hua Cheng?
[A little cheeky, but honestly, mostly relieved it all worked out in the end.]
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w0, saturday
xie lian is out at the beach, sitting crosslegged in the sand. he's been back to change clothes - his white robes are pristine - and he's holding what appears to be a few small sheets of paper in his hands.
there is a small fire burning in front of him, flickering light across the beach, and he is slowly dipping each of the papers into the fire, until they burn to ashes, saying something soft under his breath. he glances up, noticing someone else - and then offers a soft smile, nodding his head. ] Hello, Miss Monika.
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[So glad the evidence magic did their laundry for them. She offers him a small smile in return, taking a few steps closer with her hands clasped behind her back, and her eyes flicker towards the fire. Hm.]
... I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Do you need a moment?
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w1, post dead
xie lian has been hunting for the missing person like just about everyone else, and - spotting monika, he offers her a little smile and a bow of his head. san lang, a ferret up on his shoulder, also bows. ]
Hello, Miss Monika. [ gentle as ever. ] No blood this time, at least. [ thank you qi rong ]
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Well, so far... [Imagine if they wake up tomorrow and there's blood everywhere. Terrible.] It looks like we keep ending up in the same place, huh?
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w1, sunday
his blade is in his hand, since there's no one around. fang xin is pitch black and seems to absorb the light of the bioluminescent plants around it with each swing - san lang, a qilin, dodges out of xie lian's way, leaping past the point of each strike in a graceful dance, back and forth.
after a moment of this, though, san lang notices the presence of another, and makes a noise - xie lian turns, too, and gently plants the tip of his blade in the ground. ]
Oh. Good evening, Miss Monika....
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Monika has likely been here for a short while, watching him do his thing with a sense of awe. It's not every day you get to see someone move so gracefully, after all — even if it's only a practice. Though when he notices her, she offers him a sheepish smile in return.]
Hey, Xie Lian. Are you... [She trails off as she seems to notice something, her eyes lowering to his chest, and she gasps. Beside her, Pygmalion (currently chilling as a fox), raises his hackles.] ... Oh, my gosh! What happened to your chest?
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monday, week two.
It seems like they're both pretty caught up in what they're doing, but not enough that Monika fails to notice the presence of another.]
—Huh? [She stops singing, turning her head to look at him.] Oh. Hi, Xie Lian! This is pretty cool, right?
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It is very lovely. I'm sorry, Miss Monika, I did not mean to interrupt or spy - you have a very pretty singing voice, as well.
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w2, post trial!
after the trial, xie lian can be found out at the canals. he's sitting with his feet hanging over the edge, san lang in ferret form in his lap, and seems to be meditating - or, at least, enjoying being outdoors.
spotting monika, though, he gives her a little wave and a bow of his head. ]
Hello, Miss Monika.
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... Hey, Xie Lian. [Taking a seat as well.] It seems that we're leaving this place with bitter memories, too.
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w3, wednesday
san lang, qilin form, perks up when he sees monika, and makes a pleased bleating noise upon sight. xie lian lifts his head and smiles!! ]
Oh, good afternoon, Miss Monika!
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... Ahaha, good afternoon! You know, you can just call me Monika.
[Downgrade your politeness, sir. Pygmalion is sticking close to Monika, but he wags his tail upon spotting the other two. She, on the other hand, gestures at the accessories.]
What do you have there?
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w3, saturday
spotting a familiar face, though, xie lian gives monika a small, tired smile. ]
Hello, Monika... have you been able to rest at all, after all of that? [ with his usual gentle care and compassion, even if he's tired. ]
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monday, week four.
Hey, isn't this great?
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xie lian is curled up in a chair holding a book on his lap - something about winged creatures, it looks like? he is studying. seeing monika, he brightens. ]
I quite like this place. [ happy....! ] What have you gotten to read, Monika?
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monday, week five.
Monika dead eyes one as she picks it up, turns it over, and switches it on—
Only for it to be the light up kind that spells something out when it starts to spin. In this case, I ♥ NERAK. Amazing.]
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he stops in his tracks. san lang stands up straight on xie lian's shoulder. very !!!! ]
...What - how did you do that?
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w5, saturday.
... he's silent, really, even as someone approaches, barely moving from where he's settled. ]
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Monika quietly sits down next to him, with Pygmalion plopping down next to San Lang. She will not say anything right away. Mostly because, well, is there anything she can say?]
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w6 monday
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Isn't this exciting?
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friday, week six.
In the park, Monika waves at Xie Lian when she spots him from her current position by the flower patches. She will not call out to him so she isn't told to eat soup again. :/]
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here is xie lian! he's doing his usual rounds, though today he's looking for yoo joonghyuk and not the missing body of his best friend so i guess there's that. spotting monika, he brightens just a little, and then bows his head, padding over to join her. san lang, qilin form, follows, sniffing the ground for familiar scents before coming over to check on pygmalion. ]
Hello, Monika. How are you feeling...?
[ he will come close to her, too, so she doesn't have to shout. ma'am your soup ]
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w6 post trial
the tiger lifts its head, looks at monika... and then resumes grooming a white ball of fur that looks like it might be san lang. ]
... Hello, Monika.
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... Hey, Xie Lian.
[Monika comes to a stop nearby, Pygmalion sticking close to her while peering curiously at the other daemons.]
Can I join you?
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monday, week seven.
Xie Lian!
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he's fine! he glances back at being addressed and still has that little smile on his face. ]
Yes, Monika?
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saturday, week seven.
... So, you and Hua Cheng?
[A little cheeky, but honestly, mostly relieved it all worked out in the end.]
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A believer of mine - one who never once lost faith in me.
[ xie lian says this very warmly. whatever the implication was went over his head... though if it was on purpose or on accident whos to say.
he did not miss the makeup, though, and frowns a bit as he comes closer. ] ...Did Miss Ulrika do that to you...?
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