Because someone has turned up dead, and you're insisting on running off on your own, in the middle of all of this.
[ xie lian has a bad, bad feeling. his danger senses are making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up - san lang, once a ferret wrapped around his neck, now hops down to the ground and transforms in a shift of golden dust into his qilin form, bristly as xie lian strides briskly after qi rong, not letting go in a second. ]
What, for safety? Tch, I'm not afraid of any fucking spectres. They can come at me. I'm the Night-Touring Green Lantern, one of the four Ghost Kings! [sir] I'll rip them to shreds and eat up every last piece of them!
I was alone when I went to sleep. What the fuck. [he chomps on some of his jerky.] Since when do I have to report my sleeping habits to you? Tch, your pure virgin mind couldn't handle hearing about what I get up to in bed.
How the fuck should I know, I have better things to do with my time than think about what time it is constantly. It was before the alarms all those idiots were talking about earlier. I was in there alone.
Why the fuck do you only pay attention to me when you're acting like this? What the fuck is this, an interrogation? I have brats to go check on. Fuck off.
[ well, this time, his qilin runs in front of him and growls - hackles raised, claws extended, teeth bared. all six feet of him are bristling.
xie lian himself does sound a little imperious, but his heart is pounding. some part of him wants to point out that no, every time he pays attention to him, qi rong ruins it by being qi rong and makes him like this, but he's not that petty and much more focused on what's important. ]
Does it have to be an interrogation? Should I be concerned? You told me yourself, you haven't changed in eight hundred years.
qi rong sucks in a breath and stumbles back a few feet from the qilin, and then whirls around on xie lian.]
What the FUCK! Siccing your beast on me?! You don't have anything to concern yourself with, cousin crown prince. Your honor doesn't matter enough to me to punish people for it anymore.
[ san lang growls, the noise low and reverberating, but stays still where he is. xie lian himself doesn't reach for his sword, though, just standing tense and strong, his eyes practically blazing with the intensity of his stare. ]
If you harmed someone, then that is my concern, no matter what the reasons were.
Hahahahahahaha! Oh, that's rich! We've found two corpses already, but then someone goes missing, and you assume it had something to do with me? Admit it! You don't think I actually did anything, you're just looking for the first chance to be rid of me!
[he's just cackling with laughter.]
How lucky I am, to have a cousin as magnanimous as you!
Those two corpses were both far older than our arrival here, so that is a non-starter.
[ boy please
the laughter does not help this situation any, though xie lian's questions aren't especially heated. ]
Perhaps if you would simply answer questions when asked, then you would not look nearly so suspicious! You've told me straight to my face, that you are a terrifyingly powerful ghost king, and if you aren't lying, as I expect that you are, then why shouldn't I have my suspicions when it is the innocent soul sharing a room with you that's disappeared? Why shouldn't I be worried, when you've before called upon goons to harm a child? Why wouldn't a 'ghost king' call upon spectres to harm someone else, just for the sake of harming them, if you are so similar to the Bai Wuxiang?
[he barks out another laugh, his expression contorting into something ugly. well, uglier than usual.]
Oh, enough with that shit, which is it?! You expect I'm lying about being "terrifyingly powerful"? Then why are you asking me about all of this now, if you think that's a lie? Hmm? Because eight hundred years ago, I punished someone for the insolence of staining your honor? That was then, this is now! I wouldn't fucking do that to someone again for your sake!
I did answer your questions, you stupid dogfucker. There was no one in my room when I went to sleep. Now, if you'll call your beast off and get the fuck out of my way, I've got some actual kids to check on. Or would you rather waste your time lecturing me when we don't even know what's become of them? Ah, but that's okay, isn't it? The only one here to see you acting ugly is me.
his daemon, however, snarls and snaps at qi rong's heels from behind him without touching - though the noise and gesture is likely terrifying enough. ]
[qi rong jumps and lets out a pitched shriek not unlike the type xie lian will, right hundred years from now, come to associate with when he encounters hua cheng]
What the FUCK! Control your beast, you black-hearted white lotus, are you trying to fucking kill me?!
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What the fuck, why are you following me, don't you have other shit to do?!
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[ xie lian has a bad, bad feeling. his danger senses are making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up - san lang, once a ferret wrapped around his neck, now hops down to the ground and transforms in a shift of golden dust into his qilin form, bristly as xie lian strides briskly after qi rong, not letting go in a second. ]
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[qi rong's hammerhead worm is wrapped around his neck.]
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[ he sounds a little more exasperated than usual, irritated as he catches up with him, the qilin right at his side. ]
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there's. a moment here, where xie lian stops walking. only for a second - his qilin, too.
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Qi Rong. Where did you say you slept, last night?
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xie lian puts out this insult quite quickly, moving on from the conversation. ] When did you sleep? Were you alone before that?
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[just. immediately.
(it is not.)]
How the fuck should I know, I have better things to do with my time than think about what time it is constantly. It was before the alarms all those idiots were talking about earlier. I was in there alone.
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[ he's just ignoring this profile thing now in favor of this yea ]
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[attempts to stomp away]
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xie lian himself does sound a little imperious, but his heart is pounding. some part of him wants to point out that no, every time he pays attention to him, qi rong ruins it by being qi rong and makes him like this, but he's not that petty and much more focused on what's important. ]
Does it have to be an interrogation? Should I be concerned? You told me yourself, you haven't changed in eight hundred years.
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qi rong sucks in a breath and stumbles back a few feet from the qilin, and then whirls around on xie lian.]
What the FUCK! Siccing your beast on me?! You don't have anything to concern yourself with, cousin crown prince. Your honor doesn't matter enough to me to punish people for it anymore.
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If you harmed someone, then that is my concern, no matter what the reasons were.
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[he's just cackling with laughter.]
How lucky I am, to have a cousin as magnanimous as you!
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[ boy please
the laughter does not help this situation any, though xie lian's questions aren't especially heated. ]
Perhaps if you would simply answer questions when asked, then you would not look nearly so suspicious! You've told me straight to my face, that you are a terrifyingly powerful ghost king, and if you aren't lying, as I expect that you are, then why shouldn't I have my suspicions when it is the innocent soul sharing a room with you that's disappeared? Why shouldn't I be worried, when you've before called upon goons to harm a child? Why wouldn't a 'ghost king' call upon spectres to harm someone else, just for the sake of harming them, if you are so similar to the Bai Wuxiang?
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Oh, enough with that shit, which is it?! You expect I'm lying about being "terrifyingly powerful"? Then why are you asking me about all of this now, if you think that's a lie? Hmm? Because eight hundred years ago, I punished someone for the insolence of staining your honor? That was then, this is now! I wouldn't fucking do that to someone again for your sake!
I did answer your questions, you stupid dogfucker. There was no one in my room when I went to sleep. Now, if you'll call your beast off and get the fuck out of my way, I've got some actual kids to check on. Or would you rather waste your time lecturing me when we don't even know what's become of them? Ah, but that's okay, isn't it? The only one here to see you acting ugly is me.
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[ his qilin doesn't quite back off - he does move, but walks behind qi rong, growling low. ]
Move. I'll be coming with you.
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MoVe, I'lL bE cOmInG wItH yOu.
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his daemon, however, snarls and snaps at qi rong's heels from behind him without touching - though the noise and gesture is likely terrifying enough. ]
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What the FUCK! Control your beast, you black-hearted white lotus, are you trying to fucking kill me?!
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[ very serenely! carrying on. san lang growls again. what a well named daemon, isn't it, qi rong (: ]
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[xiao jing picks that moment to sneeze, turn into a cane toad, fall off of qi rong, and hop around impotently.]
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