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wanna be gep's valentine? // accepting

"g-general?" he is shocked, to say the very least, unsure where the interest came from. surely he wasn't interesting enough, or strong enough, or whatever it is gepard thinks he might be coming up short with. the seasoned, war general couldn't possibly find him all that interesting? captain's face heats, ears pink, finding it hard to keep the man's gaze. why did he have to be so...so handsome all the time?

" feel free to hate me more, I don't care. "

Mariana's Trench Prompts | Accepting!

Stelle's surprised at the confession. Partially because she would not have guessed this man would ever feel that way, and partially because Jing Yuan was telling this to her. Her, of all people? An honor, really. Though she doesn't think that simply stating she believes him to be 'fine as is' would be helpful, the thought that it may ease some other doubts prompts the words anyway.

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the moment he had to pick the brain of a decorated war general, gepard couldn't really help himself. he knows this man didn't come to the astral express to talk stratagems and the like, gepard tried to keep it light, but he does gush a little bit the more he learns about jing yuan's accolades in the field. not the mention, just how old the man is...he didn't look a day over thirty. 

perhaps he has been staring. gepard doesn't notice until general cracks a joke. captain immediately flushes, from neck to ears, blue eyes shifting down to his feet as he bows a little like he's insulted the other by staring. 

"sorry! i...i was listening," and he was. intently, in fact. his tactics for morale upkeep are thoughful and genuine, certainly not just a pretty face...doesn't mean he wasn't pretty. 

& ways to say 'i love you.'

in the blink of an eye, a memory-fragment of a past life resurfaces: ' have your wounds opened up again, tài zǐ diànxià ? '

' you mustn't be so careless. '

xie lian takes a deep, slow breath, and holds it until his lungs burn --- until he's certain that he won't betray himself by letting the myriad emotions he's feeling play out on his face. gingerly, one hand reaches up, rubbing self-consciously at the bandages around his neck.

( he knows jing yuan means well --- and he knows he's made a grave mistake by reacting as abruptly as he had. even so ... well. the body that fled the cangcheng was not this body --- and yet, somehow, this body remembers, too. )

"i'd ... i'd rather not, xiānshēng," he finally says, voice tight in his throat. "it's very unsightly. jing-xiānshēng is only just recovering from his own wounds and exhaustion --- if i offend or horrify you, you'll send me away. so, please don't trouble yourself about it ! really, it's fine. it doesn't hurt much. let this humble healer step aside for a moment to change his ugly dressings, and i will return quickly to attend to your own ... "

the luofu is dangerous territory for yaoshi , this they know quite well. the reignbow arbiter's followers don't think of them kindly these days , & from what abundance has seen , they don't blame them. that said , lan's pursual of them doesn't seem to stop them from descending like this , verdant gaze trailing along the lines of buildings as they walk.

the closer they stray to the divine foresight , the more dangerous it becomes. despite their reservations , abundance knows they must be here , called by the arbor's reawakening. now , though , there is something else they must deal with , something too dangerous to be ignored by them any longer.

❛ excuse me , sir. ❜

yaoshi pointedly avoids @xiincun's gaze , knowing all too well before whom they stand. this is foolish , far beyond their usual measure. abundance is not normally one to take such matters into their own hands , such dirty work is left to their emanators. but no emanators of abundance exist anymore , perhaps for good reason.

their power is dangerous in the wrong hands , yaoshi has seen it with their own eyes.