#wildresonances

Though new customers weren't that regular of an occurrence with Okhema not often seeing people from outside Okhema coming up to the main city in favor of staying down in the refugee settlement, having someone ask questions about her baked goods wasn't so uncommon it caught her off guard. It was more seeing a face that she didn't recognize that surprised Navia more than anything as she walked over and glanced down at the cherry flavored macaron just to be sure she was looking at the right thing.

The Reignbow Arbiter heeds the call to war and responds to distress signals from the Xianzhou Alliance with blinding speed, unleashing THEIR Lux Arrows against the abominations.

Prayers, however, are not usually responded with such urgency or importance.

In fact, Lan only listens and never responds. This is because Lan is not an Aeon who guides or comforts THEIR pathstridors. THEY believe THEIR path demands the benevolence and justice of the universe need be upheld via personal action. THEY cannot instruct what should come natural to a warrior, to a hero who rises up against those who belittle and trick the innocents. There are no shepherds in the cruelty of the wild, only those who lead the pack to the safety; those who have the courage rise and fight. That is not something The Reignbow Arbiter could ever nourish or teach no matter how loyal or devoted a follower may be to THEIR name. It is simply what comes natural from the heart of a predator.

But these prayers that Lan feels through THEIR celestial being, it does not come from the lips of a warrior or hero. It comes from the heart of one who lacks only the title of one. It turns the archer's gaze and THEY follow the burning of incense, leading THEM to dawn on a Xianzhou ship, to a follower.

The Reignbow see this one is sickly, plagued with limitations and aliments. He could never lead a charge. He could never bear the uniform of a Cloud Knight. Yet, he has the heart of a predator. Lan can see he has a heart that understands the need for swift decisiveness regarding punishment, in understanding violence can only answer injustice. 

THEY also see this one named Ryuji is also skilled in archery like the Divine Archer THEMself. A pity. But not without hope. 

Lan will grant Ryuji something more valuable than guidance; but a means to make his aspirations a reality. THEY cannot cure or heal Ryuji as that is not an affinity on The Hunt's path or a talent of THEIR divine authority. THEY can give him something more. 

Ryuji's prayers will not be answered here. The next time he finds himself close to war or near a battlefield. The Reignbow Arbiter will fire a Lux Arrow and the fragments of the shot will fall like blazing asteroids, hurling to the surface and an ember will fall on Ryuji's bow. It will consume it in a fire and words will ring Ryuji's ears:

Sure, he never expected the other to see the rest of his body. He thought the teasing was part of something else. His arm was always showing, but his chest? That wasn't something he went parading around.

A sigh left his lips as he waved his hand a little bit.

Moving, the male grabbed his dress shirt and started to place it back on. There was no reason for any of this; he was dirty, and the other just caught him switching shirts. But the thought of someone caring for him? Gallagher couldn't help but smile to himself for a few seconds before he turned his head.

"Listen, these were a long time ago. No reason to get worked up over them. It's not like I didn't already take care of those who harm me."

Why did it feel nice that someone worried?

Not to mention how adorable the other was, Gallagher moved closer to the other, yet to show off the skin, enough to see the claw marks that he had on his chest, but he stared down. Eyes placed down on the other with soft eyes.

No one should worry about him, it makes too much trouble. 

"You've got nothing to worry about when it comes to me. I can take care of you and myself. That's my job after all."