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lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
noneforyou) wrote in lusi2020-06-08 09:01 pm
[OPEN] June Event: a little sweet fruit
● WHO: Xue Yang and open!
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
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[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
● WHAT: During a downpour and in the ensuing chaos
● WHEN: June Event
● WHERE: Where the trouble will be
● WARNINGS: Dubcon, violence, noncon in the thread with Jiang Cheng. Sexual content, sometimes with questionable amounts of consent. Character opt-out here.
1. a sound in my ear
[ Xue Yang actually spends several minutes outside when it first starts raining. He's not the sort of person to be particularly bothered by the weather, and he's half expecting it to pass fairly quickly anyway.
It does not, in fact, pass fairly quickly.
Several minutes, and then he's stepping into the nearest building. Xue Yang spends a moment looking back at the storm behind him before he turns to survey his new surroundings. ]
2. a taste on my tongue
[ (Particularly if you are canonblind, please check the information in my opt-out post before tagging this prompt, as this will likely involve some of the worst of Xue Yang's impulses.)
Xue Yang's unfortunate tendency to like sweet things has him eventually sampling, and then consuming entirely, one of the passionfruits. From that moment on, he's a man on a mission: to find someone. Who is that someone? He won't know until he finds them.
But then he does, spotting a figure not too far away. Immediately he heads over, moving much faster than one would normally expect, until he's in range to grab their arm. ]
You.
3. a touch on my skin
[ Xue Yang winds up spending a lot of time around the plants, but the tendrils are the ones that catch his eye the most. Earlier on, he messes up more than once when poking around them, only to find himself snagged and unable to easily pull himself free. But as the week goes on he starts to get a much better idea of how they react, to the point where he can even wrap himself up in them and not actually get trapped. Once he's got a better idea of how that goes, he'll start calling out to those who pass by, ]
Hey, come help a guy out, would you?
[ (Please specify whether you want him to be genuinely trapped or just faking!) ]
Wildcard
[ Anything else you're interested! If you want to set something up in particular, you can plot with me here or hit me up on discord! ]
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"...Thank you, Xingchen." It's stiff sounding, his voice oddly flat for the moment, eyes closes as he moves and feels something leaking out of him.
"We need to go-" home isn't the right word, but where else can they but the place they'd been staying?
"...Somewhere I can clean up." He finishes finally.
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So with a hand on Shuanghua again, he decides he's had enough of this place and will make a faster way out of here.
"I'll get us out of here," he says, words tremulous and quiet.
He swings his sword and it slices cleanly through a tree; with a kick, he knocks it down and away from them. Turning his attention to another tree, he cuts it down too. The trees make thunderously loud noises as they fall, but if Xue Yang comes back to investigate... well, he'll find quite a surprise, won't he?
Perhaps he doesn't have the energy to waste to destroy an entire forest - as much as he'd like to right now - so he can only check if he can see the sky above them after cutting some down.
"There, we can fly out from that spot. Hold onto my back... please."
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"Just go." It's quiet, Song Lan wrapping an arm around him.
"Please."
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Xiao Xingchen keeps his focus ahead of them. If his resolve wavers for a moment, he might feel sick, or his knees might buckle. This moment isn't the same, yet it's familiar enough. Just as then, he keeps himself together as long as Song Lan immediately needs his help. That's all that's important right now.
When they arrive at their place, he holds onto Song Lan's arm as they step off of Shuanghua and retreat inside. Right, firstly... he walks them over to the bathroom door.
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And his eyes close, his fingers curling into his palms as he lets the water sluice over him, not even moving to do anything else.
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He knows he should do something. He isn't a man who simply allows himself to do nothing, but now, he can't even guess at the way forward. It is far easier to give something up for someone and leave it at that, than it is to try to fix something like this.
Surely Song Lan doesn't want him around. Always he has been a proud man, and being faced with anyone right now would only worsen things. There's surely nothing that Xiao Xingchen can do to make this any better with him right now, so whatever he can do to help, he won't find it here.
From their closet, he takes out a towel and places it on a console table by the bathroom door. Then he steps back outside.
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And then moves to leave, footsteps carrying him outside, his expression neutral.
"I'll be back later, Xingchen." Because he needs to do something, anything now and maybe he can help other people.
Anything to get his mind off this.