[ 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. ]
[ damn, he's really going at it, huh. she pauses to watch for a second -- just because this is so much more graceful and precise than pretty much anything kyle ever does with a sword -- with radheya in dhole form standing beside her.
--ah, whoops. she wasn't intending to interrupt, but she guesses she already did. she gives a little wave. ]
disgusted sigh is such a mood. xie lian shakes his head, putting his hand on top of his sword - his daemon makes an annoyed noise. ]
That is true. It is truly vile, isn't it? To manipulate people so cruelly into taking a life - by preying on their desires to protect their home, their friends.
Yeah, it is. This time it didn't seem like he actually wanted to hurt anyone at all.
[ compared to last time, which, uh. she certainly doesn't need to tell you. ]
I don't get what even happened. Like, did the Watchers' higher-ups approach him with an offer or did he get in touch with them somehow to ask for himself?
[ haha!! he just smiles a little at that, tired. it's true - that is part of what makes this so cruel. ]
... I spoke with him some, and it seems as though he was approached by the higher ups and given a choice, though "choice" assumes he was ever given a chance to say no.
[ oh, wow. even if she suggested it, it's pretty surprising to hear that one of them had a direct interaction with the ones behind this... and she doesn't love the idea that they're the ones making the first moves. ]
They really did that? Did he say if he actually saw who they were, or...?
[ tuesday afternoon, xie lian is coming to find nanaly wherever she is!! he brightens upon spotting her and smiles, pressing his fist to his hand and bowing. ]
Miss Nanaly! May I borrow you for just a moment to tell you something?
he comes over, and puts his hands in front of himself, folding them together. and then! ]
I think that you are a wonderful warrior, and that your heart and strength both mental and physical are excellent to have in our cadre. I am truly glad I've had the chance to meet someone like you, and hope we have the chance to speak more.
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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 Nanaly...
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--ah, whoops. she wasn't intending to interrupt, but she guesses she already did. she gives a little wave. ]
Hey. Working out some frustration?
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xie lian gives a little bow in greeting, politely, as he lifts the sword to put it back in its sheath once more. ]
...practice, and that, too. I think it is hard not to be frustrated, after everything we've seen this weekend, don't you think?
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her answer to that is a disgusted sigh, so, yes. ]
Absolutely. If there were any lingering doubts about the intentions of whoever's behind all this, I'm pretty sure this weekend just pulverized 'em.
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disgusted sigh is such a mood. xie lian shakes his head, putting his hand on top of his sword - his daemon makes an annoyed noise. ]
That is true. It is truly vile, isn't it? To manipulate people so cruelly into taking a life - by preying on their desires to protect their home, their friends.
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[ compared to last time, which, uh. she certainly doesn't need to tell you. ]
I don't get what even happened. Like, did the Watchers' higher-ups approach him with an offer or did he get in touch with them somehow to ask for himself?
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... I spoke with him some, and it seems as though he was approached by the higher ups and given a choice, though "choice" assumes he was ever given a chance to say no.
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They really did that? Did he say if he actually saw who they were, or...?
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Miss Nanaly! May I borrow you for just a moment to tell you something?
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he comes over, and puts his hands in front of himself, folding them together. and then! ]
I think that you are a wonderful warrior, and that your heart and strength both mental and physical are excellent to have in our cadre. I am truly glad I've had the chance to meet someone like you, and hope we have the chance to speak more.
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~*sincerity*~ ] That's all.
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[ where did that come from!!! ]
Thanks. [ ... ] You're pretty great too?
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[ nod nod nod ]