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It is! I don't think I ever had the chance to cook together with anyone before I came here...it's really quite fun!

[Sharing the experience! Having someone to chat with! Ending up with edible food sometimes? Just kidding, every food is edible if you believe.]

Did you often cook back home? You have a brother, don't you?

The same is true for me, too! It's much better than doing it by yourself. Ah, maybe we can cook together again when we return.

[ Xie-xiong...no... ]

That's right! I used to cook for Ge all the time when we were mortal. Though since things are different now, this is the first time I've cooked for someone in a few centuries. [ He laughs as he finishes pulling out various bottles and jars of seasonings. There! ] It's nostalgic!

So you're a few centuries out of practice, then? I wouldn't have guessed! Your cooking always looks so nice.

[As he finishes chopping up those mushrooms.]

I've occasionally had the opportunity to cook during my travels, but usually it's just for myself... [or, you know, nobody wants to eat it so it ends up being for himself] But being able to enjoy a meal together with someone really is great, no matter the time or place!

[ "Assimilate"? That's an apt word for it...not one Shi Qingxuan had thought of before... It really makes the need for chroma feel a little uncomfortable, more so than it already did. ]

If you're concerned about our communications being watched through these devices, we can always meet in person. [ If he had spiritual power, attempting to teach him how to use a communication array would be another option. Unfortunately, Shi Qingxuan's fairly sure Ritsu isn't a cultivator. ] Would you like to meet at the place we went when we first arrived? To be honest, I really am not used to using these things to send messages still. I'm free if you're willing to meet me there.

I've also noticed that it doesn't need to be much to acquire chroma. I live with my friend, and I gain chroma just by touching his shoulder while sharing spiritual powers. If I hug his shoulders, the gains are even greater. If it's something you would already do, I don't think it's so bad. It's more of a bonus than a driving force.

So far, I haven't had a need to do anything out of the ordinary myself in order to have the chroma I need. That said, considering everything we've said thus far is very reliant on our friends' presence and willingness, I can't say something like that is very reliable.

Edited (HTML) 2019-08-12 23:42 (UTC)

Yes; I consider myself fortunate in that a comrade from my world ended up here alongside me. I shudder to think of how my circumstances might have changed had that not been the case.

I've more to say, but perhaps it would be best to meet in person after all. I'll see you there in a few minutes, then?

[ it admittedly took him a bit too long to find the proper incense, and the proper materials for something of the kind. in part, it's silly how seriously he is taking this, but wei wuxian, despite all that he is, he is hardly disrespectful towards those that deserve proper respect. the lack of a proper altar is upsetting, but — thankfully with the amount of chroma he has earned — at the very least, an urn was purchased alongside the incense.

he finds a proper place amidst some flora in level two for this; sets up everything with care and attention, prostates as necessary, and smiles to himself in mild excitement. ]

God Shi Qingxuan, this Wei Wuxian has come to disturb you for a while. It has been brought to his attention that you are a God able to teach people a sex-switching spell. Forgive his greed if you may, but he has some interest in learning the spell as well. It was his Shizun [ sorry shen qingqiu, he won't let this go, ] who instructed him to light some incense to you, and as such, he would be grateful for your assistance.

[ ooc: I'm going to be very slow with tags for a bit for reasons, but I already had this one written the other day, so- /tags. ]

[ He didn't need to namedrop Shen Qingqiu like that, but since he did, Shi Qingxuan feels her heart warm. Qingqiu! What a wonderful friend! Instructing his good disciple to pray to her for this!!

The response from her isn't immediate. It's no longer every day that she gets a prayer, after all, and she wants to look good. Do up her hair with some pretty combs and pins, apply a bit of makeup, put on a particularly fine dress, drape her favorite pibo across her shoulders... Look like a proper, shining Lady Wind Master!

Fully satisfied with her appearance, she...simply appears, floating down on a breeze, as one does. (She flew there.) ]

Wei Wuxian?

[ Not that she imagines anyone else would be at a little, little shrine like this. And in black, too, which seems to be a trend for Shen Qingqiu's disciples, she's noticed.

But, ah, was this shrine here before? Did he make this?

It's actually...very cute? It's definitely cute! A little shrine in such a pretty place... Compared to the shrines that are built for her with gold and ornate alters and tall statues, this one is so little and sincere, she can't help but smile. She's touched!

The amused smile that comes to her face that is soon hidden by a fan. ]

It's Wei Wuxian, is it? Your shizun was correct. Thank you for your prayer. [ She inclines her head, and then she smiles at him excitedly. ] I would be happy to teach you any spell you wish and provide any other assistance you may need in this area in particular!

[ ...If he just silently said, "Oh Lord Wind Master, please teach me how to take a female form!", the result would have been the same, but she appreciates the extra effort on both Wei Wuxian's and Shen Qingqiu's parts. ]

( TAKE YOUR TIME.. i'm very slow myself, as it's.. very.. easy to notice. cries )

[ it's less that he is surprised that it has worked, but more that even in such a place, deities really do exist, and answer to his calls like one would back in his world. he doesn't even truly know what he expected, what sort of god would answer his call, if any would. he doesn't expect one so well dressed, beautiful in every shape and form, and can hardly imagine how shen qingqiu has met her at all, and what his thoughts had been then.

(ironically, however, he can easily see how her appearance would be one to his liking, and how he would notice the little details in her outfit, her make up and hair that wei wuxian misses altogether. he has much to learn yet.) ]

Yes. Wei Ying, courtesy name Wuxian at your service. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lord Wind Master.

[ a respectful bow, and despite wei wuxian's inane nature, none of it shows in the respect he presents at one who rightfully deserves it. he knows well to show respect where it's due. ]

You're very kind, but I haven't come here to be greedy. My Shizun would disapprove of me as well if I were to take more than what I intended.

[ though — in all fairness — he does have some lingering curiosity on what other spells she might know? mo xuanyu has never really developed a golden core for him to take back the orthodox cultivation, and demonic cultivation doesn't quite work in a place without corpses. the more spells he learns (whether useful or not), the best, right? ]

... However, if there is anything else you'd personally wish to teach me, it would be unbecoming of me to refute your kindness!

[ He's never been so happy to be only on two feet, but since the end of three woof moons earlier in the month he's been practically ecstatic. Today he's up before noon, a bounce in his step, and three packages in his arms that are decorated in whatever paper he'd picked out when he decided he should wrap the new year presents.

He shifts the packages in his arms, grinning before knocking on Windy's (and Xie Lian's) door. ]

[ It might be the door to also Xie Lian's apartment, but Shi Qingxuan is the one who answers!

Today it's female form Shi Qingxuan because it's the day before New Year, and she wants to look good for the day itself. That's to say, she was trying out different outfit/hairstyle combinations, and she's greeting Shino at the door with her hair pinned up with gold hairpins but her usual sort of white robes.

Seeing her friend, though (and! presents!!), she's all smiles. ]

Shino! Ah, here, come in, come in. I'll make you tea.

[ Yep, being pulled directly inside by the arm. ]

[ Aaaaaaaaaaand in he goes, almost tripping over the threshold but managing not to do so. Murasame flaps in behind him, out and about today and wearing a tiny set of antlers kept in place with a bow.

It amuses Shino as the only sign of suffering Murasame can bear, and while he shoves two of the larger boxes to Windy, he takes the third and hunts down a surface to set it on. ]

Here, these are for you. Happy New Year!

[ Finding a surface for Xie Lian's gift, he glances over to where Shi Qingxuan is. ]

Tea's great. What kind?

[ And two of the presents are for her!! A happy, little giggle come with that as she looks at Shino (and his pet?) again. ]

Thank you! I have something for you too, but I wasn't expecting you to come today.

[ She's sorry!! Looking down at the boxes all wrapped up one more time, she gently sets them at one of the tables. She will enjoy these after tea. Shino just came in from the cold, after all. He needs to warm up!

So she sets about doing that in the kitchen. ]

I was going to make jasmine tea, but do you have a preference? We have several. [ We buy a lot on sale. ] Oh, and would you like water for your bird? Meat?

[ It doesn't look like a cute little song bird that eats seeds, even if it's ribbon and antlers make it look especially cute anyway. ]

Mm, no, jasmine's fine.

[ He's not picky when it comes to tea in the end. He waves a hand at her, looking for a comfortable surface to flop down on. Murasame doesn't wait for Shino to (not) answer for him, calling out with a croak: ]

Meat! Meat!

[ Sharp eyes will note the tattoo usually visible on his right hand is... missing. What beautifully unmarred skin he has today. ]

[ Upon hearing the bird essentially talk, Shi Qingxuan turns sharply to peer at Murasame. ]

It talks!

[ She is way too interested in his bird now than to even notice his hands (though Shino always have beautiful hands and arms in Shi Qingxuan's opinion). There's a comfortable couch as well as dining chairs at the table for sitting, but Shi Qingxuan is too captivated by a talking bird to offer these to Shino. ]

You're a smart bird, aren't you? What else can you say?

[ Her voice is high and playful, hiding absolutely none of her love for this new novelty. ]

[ Shino lifts an eyebrow as she babytalks at his demon, but doesn't say anything, only then noticing the precise effect of what she's wearing. Including the way her dress compliments her form, and that glimpse of thigh from a slit that goes...

Oh.

He swallows, looking away, face heating a touch. He pats at his cheeks to will it away, pointedly not looking back her direction.

Murasame, however, is squinting at her. ]

Such a strange god.

[ Says the bird, head canted to the side. ]

Murasame, don't be rude.

[ The crow, or is it a raven? Falls quiet, instead looking for anything he might be able to eat, giving a bird equivalent of a shrug. This god feels too powerful to eat, not stirring up any of his instinctual hunger to devour the weak, and isn't threatening Shino. At least not in a way that proves dangerous to their life.

Ergo, his priority can afford to be food for the moment. ]

[ She blinks, having honestly not expected that kind of answer from a bird. While it's clearly not a normal bird, is this some kind of spiritual beast? Why does Shino have a spiritual beast? And such a rude one!! (And, more noteworthy, one that feels rather demonic.)

She looks over at Shino, arms folded—wait, why is he looking away and blushing? Shi Qingxuan tilts her head, trying to catch his eye. ]

This is your spiritual beast, Shino?

[ ...Spiritual beasts aren't like pets, and this one can even speak and, she assumes, remember what Shino tells it enough that it knows she's a god.

So, she treats it respectfully enough to stop trying to get Shino's attention and instead get it some of that meat it demanded. From the fridge, she pulls out some strips of meat that were probably going to be eaten later, and sets them on a plate. Have to entertain both her friend and his companion! ]

Ah, right, right. Here, this is for Murasame. I hope it's to your taste.

[ There! Right on the table for you!

And a few almond cookies for Shino, too. ]

Ah... I guess in a sense? I'm not sure what you mean by that.

[ Murasame pays close attention to her actions, hopping over once she sets the plate down and digging in with a very clear: ]

Thanks for the meal!

[ Because he has learned some manners since joining with Shino, and "Itadakimasu" is one of them. Shino for his part stands up from the couch, padding over in his socks to join his bird, not without a rap of his knuckles to his head when Murasame's trying to eat two pieces at once. ]

Slow down, it's not going anywhere. [ Pulling out a chair, he reaches for an almond cookie. ] Murasame's my demon. Or god. Or who knows. Everyone but Murasame can't agree.

[ Murasame, who has been wolfing down those meat strips, pauses to look at Shino. ]

Fools.

[ He notes, very casually, before returning to his meat. In his opinion, labeling Murasame as anything other than Murasame is defeating a purpose of his existence, as a terrible sort of destroyer that he is, in the end. Yet a handicapped one, considering his reliance on a human wielder to have any version of autonomy.

And oh, how he loves Shino. Truly, truly does. ]

Edited 2019-12-29 04:49 (UTC)

[ Wait.

Shi Qingxuan blinks, eyes going wide, and she brings her hand to her lips in a way that's almost theatrical even if she's being completely, honestly natural here. ]

This is that Murasame?!

[ Which isn't the nicest way to refer to the demon that saved the life of a person precious to her, but she is genuinely shocked. Murasame! Murasame is this ordinary-looking bird! No strange coloring or extra eyes or serpentine tongue—a very normal-seeming bird! Shino even treats him like a pet!!

She's a little shocked, but the other odd things about Murasame now make more sense.

And at the same time, she doesn't know how to feel. This demon saved Shino, and for that, she's very grateful. While demons are often labeled such because they're malicious, Shi Qingxuan doesn't believe Murasame is - or not wholly and unnaturally malicious. Hua Cheng is also a demon, but he isn't unreasonably malicious, either. And he is loyal to His Highness. Why can't the same be true for Murasame?

And so, Shi Qingxuan decided that this god-demon is a good god-demon, and pulled out a plate of leftover chicken pieces from the fridge for Murasame to also eat. ]

In that case, this is for him, too.

[ ...She'll make you something even more delicious another time, dear Shino. ]

Edited 2020-01-21 04:20 (UTC)

[ Things have been chaotic between the kids at the daycare and the temporal anomalies in the city. Children growing up in the blink of an eye, or turning into infants, was as unhelpful as the caretakers doing the same, and his Moon Knight side job is anything but a side job lately.

Still, he's here with Shi Qingxuan right now, arms wrapped around him and face buried in his back in a moment where he's simply breathing. They're on the bed, less for any particular reason and more because it's easier to lounge on, and he half wants to crawl into Shi Qingxuan's lap and just stay there for a while.

His mind shifts from topic to topic, not lingering overlong on any. Xie Lian is one that mixes in with tiredness and the pleasantness of Shi Qingxuan's warmth, and then he's thinking about the date he'd been brought out on not long before, and he finally manages more than the grunts of acknowledgment he's been handling up until then. ]

Mm, Windy? How do you feel about Xie Lian?

[ He shifts closer, resting his chin on Shi Qingxuan's shoulder. He keeps his eyes closed for now, only slitting them open lazily when he feels Shi Qingxuan's hair tickle his cheek as he moves. ]

[ It's nice cuddling with Shino. He's a comforting presence at his back, and when he can intertwine his fingers with Shino's over his waist, he's especially content. There is a lot happening and a lot that has been happening. The wine shop - and Caihong in general - has experienced a lot of chaos in the last few weeks in particular, and while he's not part of any organization, he isn't keen on just letting things go as they are.

Ah, it's a headache that he's glad he has Shino's warmth to soothe it away. His thumb draws little circles over Shino's knuckles, mind drifting when Shino breaks the silence. ]

Hm? Xie-xiong?

[ He blinks his eyes open but doesn't move much more than that. What a random question... Xie Lian and Shino are coworkers, and Xie Lian and himself are heavenly colleagues who have lived together for months now. He supposes it's a relatively normal question to ask. And so, with a smile, he plays with Shino's fingers as he answers: ]

Xie-xiong is my best friend. He's caring and just, and he's very fun and easygoing. We actually hadn't known each other for very long before we came here, but I have to say, I really like him!

[ He unhooks their fingers to change his hold, putting their hands palm-to-palm. ]

Why do you ask?

[ Even though White Day doesn't exist in Prismatica, Ayer's pride is too strong to be giving gifts last month. He purposely waits until now to do anything related to the Coiled Hearts celebrations.

Sent to Shi Qingxuan is an assortment of cupcakes in a modest-looking box. As always, Ayer doesn't bother to sign his presents. There's only the recipient's name on the simple card, in his cursive handwriting. ]

[ He hums as Windy answers his question, the listing of traits and the I really like him strange balms for Shino's thoughts. Even as Shi Qingxuan asks why, Shino presses a kiss to his cheek, humming again before voicing the things which have floated through his mind with no particular importance in earlier days. ]

Curious how you'd feel if we were with him like we are with each other.

[ You know, that's one way to cut to a point, right? ]

Hua Cheng too.

[ Wait, now he's adding in someone else? But the truth is he watched Hua Cheng as much as he watched anyone else at that dinner, and he's seen the evidence from the months before then. He finds him an interesting guy, too, and one clearly devoted in one direction, but some gremlin part of Shino's soul says one does not disinclude important people, and also, Hua Cheng is someone with the traits that Shino admires.

And also isn't a pervert.

Yeah.

You know.

Important things. ]

[ If we were with him like we are with each other. Hua Cheng, too. ]

Huh??

[ The thought...isn't coming together in Shi Qingxuan's mind. He tilts his head back to try to catch Shino's eye like that will make things more clear. With them? Like they are together? But they already do a lot of them same things together— ]

Oh!

[ And now he's not looking for Shino's eyes anymore, too busy staring at the wall and blushing. The two of them...and the two of them... He starts to consider it, mind immediately going to the things the truly do only with each other, but doesn't get far before there's one key thing he needs to say- ]

Wait, Xie-xiong practices purity cultivation. He has to maintain a pure body. We couldn't...

[ ...Which isn't a "no" in any other way. ]

[ Purity cultivation sounds weird to him when he thinks about it in terms of centuries; then again, purity to him isn't about bodies, it's about hearts and souls. What a body is comes down to little more than a container. Nice or otherwise, it's not the sum of what anyone holds.

He catches and holds Qingxuan's gaze, both thoughtful and admiring of the blush staining Qingxuan's cheeks. He'd blush too if he'd been asked, he knows this, but he's the one asking instead. ]

I'd never tell someone to do what they do want to do.

[ Is what he says on the subject, briefly tightening his grip on Qingxuan. ]

Just being open to it, you know, if someone wants to.

[ Besides, its not like anyone can get an eight hundred year old martial god to do something he doesn't want to do when it comes to intimacies anyway, right? Xie Lian will be fine. ]

[ To be fair, it's purity of body and heart, but that aspect of Xie Lian's cultivation isn't damaged by this kind of intimacy... Or, it shouldn't inherently be harmful? In all honesty, Xie Lian knows his cultivation method better than anyone, most of all Shi Qingxuan whose cultivation method doesn't have such restrictions.

Regardless, he can see the way Shino is looking is looking at his face here! Really... It does nothing to help him stop blushing, but he can't say he dislikes the attention. Shi Qingxuan smiles brightly as he hugs Shino's arms closer around him. ]

That's true.

[ It's strange to think about, but not unappealing... And after a moment, he grins, a playful look in his eye. ]

So, Xie-xiong and Hua-chengzhu are your type?

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