Indie Semi-selective | [lan sizhui] of CQL as loved by NYX mun is 34 and muse will vary with verses. Open to Sideblogs|Multimuse| Canon & OC rp. Discord avaliable for RP partners upon request
❛ you’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this. ❜
There was a blinky quality to the cultivator as he glanced over at her and brought his fists up to rub his eyes. He hid a yawn behind the back of his hand. "So tiredness is cute ?" he asked with a soft chuckle. He had never thought of it as so. He lifted Cloud from his lap though the cat made a sound that actually sounded like "Nooo." as he fought to get back onto Sizhui's lap.
"Hm, do you want some Hot Chocolate, I apologize, I don't really know what is going on in this drama, and I haven't had a clue for two episodes." he admitted rubbing the back of his neck. "I have not slept the best for the past few nights and it is clearly catching up to me."
He sat up "So, would you like to have some coco ?" he motioned towards the kitchen. "I am sure I can make some sesame pancakes to go with them." Cloud made another sound. "Ah, yes I know Cloud you can have tuna." the cat settled after that.
He was quiet peering into the tea cup he watched Huaisang over the top of it, gathering his thoughts before he would answer such a thing. He shook his head. "See you flip flop between I did what I had to do, and I don't regret it, but follow with maybe I do not deserve to be forgiven." he said as he leaned forward to refill the tea cup in front of the Nie Sect Leader.
"Gege." he said "What you have done, is done it is passed. We can not live there or dwell there." he said kindly. Sizhui liked this tea house because there were private areas and those areas gave him the ability to listen in the the sitting room while keep most of his attention on the adopted Sect Leader. "You know my generation is forgiving, we see what happened, we saw where no choices were right, so you had to live with what you did." he said slowly turning the cup in his hand.
"That's just the thing though." violet eyes went to his and the little smile followed. "You have to live with what you did." he shrugged his shoulder. "Or in some cases what you didn't do." he reach between them and gave a little pat to Huaisang's hand. "I can forgive you to the moon and back, but at the end of the night when alone with your thoughts, its you who is your own worst enemy."
"As well as your worst judge." it was from Sizhui's own unique view into the situation. "Wen Ning doesn't hate you, the juniors might gripe, but they do not hate you. The opposite of love is not hate, it is apathy, if they didn't want you around well, you know Jingyi has a mouth on him, but he's still willing to dish the gossip." he said "You can't take Jin Ling's words to heart, ever his love language is threatening to break legs, but buying you a boat or an Inn." he knew his friends well.
"At the end of the day, you got to live with yourself."
The strings of assassination had lined the trees like a spiders web, and the young head disciple was at the center of them. It was how he had happened upon the woman in fact. He had been hunting the undead since early morning putting them to rest. His white robes pristine even in the middle of combat. He had dismissed his spell once he had been sure he would not be over-run. If it had not been undead it would have been a cruel act to lure them into his web.
Lan Sizhui had moved once it was clear to take her to safety he was not from this area, and the hut he had found only needed the thatch roof repaired and she was going to be sleeping off her damage most likely with his help. He had been on the roof thatching. Than he came inside and put a ward against evil up.
"Yes, you are." he agreed with a small smile."As am I" He offered a cultivator's bow. "I am Lan Sizhui, Head Disciple of the Gusu Lan Sect." he introduced himself hoping that she would understand he was not meaning to cause harm. The tea set in front of him was brewed green tea the fragrant scent filled the little hut. "I am not quiet sure where we are. This was the only place that had a roof I could fix and looked like well-" he motioned "You can see, old and abandoned." he rose slowly and moved to bring the tea to her. "I fed you medicine, you should be on the mend." he said "This is green tea I hope it will help with any lingering pain. There is powdered willow root within it."
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@battleguqin whispered, "“I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” || Terrible first meeting starters
── ❀ Yu Mei's head THROBBED, her nerves were shot and her midsection screamed out in agony, reminding her of the battle she was in. She was SKILLED, but skill could only take you so far when you were SURROUNDED by undead. Especially since they weren't even hers this time.
Her darkened eyes look all around the room, nothing RECOGNIZABLE in sight before landing on her supposed savior.
"I'm TOUGH to kill," Yu Mei responded, though her voice was hoarse and low. "Thank you.... for HELPING me, my name is Yu Mei."
He was completely serious ,and no he was not quiet an elder but he was not long from being a senior he was only still a junior as the leader of his friends who--well got in trouble when he was not there. He lifted his chin. Tilting his head slightly as he waited for permission it was not a life threatening wound, and the Nie sect were known for their combat prowess, but even the best of warriors could be wounded in combat.
He produced his healer case from his sleeve and urged her to sit while he treated the wound. Soft blue light radiated as he summoned his energy to use for healing. "One never knows when they are going to need to fight again, better whole and hearty." he smiled as he used both medicine and Qi to heal the wound.
"I normally hunt near the Unclean Lands as Sect Leader Nie gave me permission to drop in." he said "That beast--" he motioned "Was far from its normal home-isn't it ?"
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What Fruit Are You
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Dates
In Islam, during Ramadan, dates are used to break the daily fast that Muslims engage in and are sacred symbols of faith, abundance, longevity, hospitality and peace. In other faiths, they are also used to represent faith, power and pilgrimage. Dates, being high in sugar, are prosperous in desert regions and were known for keeping men from starvation. In the same way dates are subtly sweet, so are you. More even-tempered than others, though you likely have a more placid surface, your waters do run deep. You're someone who has a strong connection to whatever faith or belief system you believe in and enjoy engaging in deep conversations with those around you. Contemplation and gratitude are words that aren't rare in your vocabulary. You spend much of your time putting others before yourself, getting by on the dates of kindness alone. Just remember, you cannot survive to be there for other people; you have to put yourself first sometimes.
The village had been hidden from the view of those who might want to bring it harm. Sizhui had went through a great deal to make it a place where those done with the world could simply hide away. It was for those who were done with the world in general. For those who wanted a chance to just settle down and not have to deal with any of concerns previously. It was a place where spirits walked side by side with the living. He allowed those spirits who needed time to move on to be there as well.
It was calm and quiet. There was no violence, or theft. People were able to support themselves and each other. There were women who fled unhappy marriages, men who fled being drafted into the army, there were children who had been left to die--he brought them all here. Sizhui, did not stay too long within the Golden Sands village he was still apart of the bigger world.
He felt the magic when it flared up, and he felt the sensation like fingers brushing down his spine. He glanced to the young man who was chatting with him about crops. ❝It sounds fine, you know what you are doing.❞ he assured the man a hand going to his shoulder.❝Please see to it.' he encouraged. ❝You will excuse me won't you ?❞ he asked.
The dragon ward he had placed on the village was activated and he knew what that meant. It had once swept enemies and the young woman who had called upon her magic with them. He did not run though he almost did.
Golden energy lined the azure dragon, illuminating him in golden fire, and the portal burst open it brought with it--her. ❝Anmiao.❞ he whispered reverently.