Twilight Guardian

Akali pops up behind Shen notices he is busy and leaves to the kitchen to go raid the cupboard for Spicy Ramyun “he won’t mind if I have like 5 of these” she mutters to herself.

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Even as Akali moves past him in favor of the kitchen, Shen merely sips his cup of tea, continuing to read the latest newspaper. While he himself is not a fan of instant noodles, there's really only one reason why he chooses to buy them when he goes out for groceries. Thus, he won't speak up about the young woman "stealing" the food. However, too much of it is still unhealthy.

"When you're done crying you got some teaching to do, old man-"

Ashamed at being startled, he immediately brings a hand up to wipe away a stray tear. “Hmm-- I’ve done no such thing. No student of mine would dare make things up to gain an advantage over their own teacher.” Shen takes a deep, quiet breath. Whatever triggered such a reaction... He would have to meditate for a longer time later on.

This azakana, it is one he has been hunting. There’s nothing remarkable about it, another demon hunting a lost soul. Another thing to be cut down, but it has lead him on a merry chase. On and on through this forest, fleeing like the craven it is. Afraid to die a true death. The forest draws away from the both of them but another pretense has him halting. His gaze turning towards a different part of the forest, below the trees he has perched upon. Soul unbound he falls to the floor, silent as the wind as he lands, though his attention stays upon the demon and his voice stays low. “This hunt is mine Eye of Twilight. Are there not other matters you must attend?”

He first feels rather than sees the other disturbance in the air; it cuts through the wind and lands next to him. Shen doesn’t so much as flinch at the presence. He merely eyes the other, gaze still aglow. “The matters I attend to are of equal importance. However, I saw it fit to appear here myself; the azakana in your hands is nearing a village.” A failed attempt at stopping it cannot happen.

“Hm, no, just enjoying my time in the Kinkou.” He smiles.

Leng Yun is being an affectionate gremlin. An entitled dragon, wishing for a throne. And it just so happens that Shen is a perfect fit.

Falls over in shock. “Oh my goodness.”

"There will be no blades through necks in this meeting, unless you so wish it." Shen responds, arms crossed. As if he were the bulwark of Ionia. If their discussion leads to violence... then he will not allow the balance to be threatened.

"Your--?" It takes Shen a moment to process the woman's words. His eyes widen just a fraction. "I must admit, I did not expect Akali to find someone for her so soon." His aim is not to belittle however; he knows it must have been quite the journey. Not everyone can match the little rebel's energy, after all. He bows his head. "Nevertheless, I am sure you are perfect for each other, for you to have reached such a big milestone together."