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[ void void love the void here we are and jingheng is sitting somewhere, now equipped with what looks like a metal gauntlet stretching up his arm. he is just staring at a cup of donkin dunnts kind of like it personally offended him.
he will give him a small lift of the hand though. hello. ]
he will give him a small lift of the hand though. hello. ]
[He waves back, curiously glancing at the cup. There is also a friend perched on his head today. What is this friend doing there? He's just chilling.]
Not good?
Not good?
[It could be worse... It could be the cheap beer... He gives him a sympathetic look anyway.]
Oh, this is Flapjack. My palisman.
[Flapjack chirps! Hello.]
Oh, this is Flapjack. My palisman.
[Flapjack chirps! Hello.]
[NOW FOR THE CORRECT SPACE GAY...
Hunter left pretty much immediately after the execution, but Lin Jingheng will be able to find him eventually if he's looking for him. He's tucked away in a dark, little corner somewhere in the void that isn't easy to spot at first glance — though it's likely the frantic, worried warbling that gives away his location. Flapjack is having A Time today, too.]
I'm fine, Flap. [Tersely.
He's checking out his nose using his phone's front camera and hasn't noticed Lin Jingheng quite yet. There are also a few bottles of very high content alcohol popped open next to him, pilfered from the execution bar. There sure is no hospital hell!]
Hunter left pretty much immediately after the execution, but Lin Jingheng will be able to find him eventually if he's looking for him. He's tucked away in a dark, little corner somewhere in the void that isn't easy to spot at first glance — though it's likely the frantic, worried warbling that gives away his location. Flapjack is having A Time today, too.]
I'm fine, Flap. [Tersely.
He's checking out his nose using his phone's front camera and hasn't noticed Lin Jingheng quite yet. There are also a few bottles of very high content alcohol popped open next to him, pilfered from the execution bar. There sure is no hospital hell!]
You're familiar with the concept of magical staves, right? [Not that he waits for Lin Jinghen to answer, before barreling on. The info dump mode... it has been unlocked.] Palismen are a witch's companion and part of their staves, traditionally carved from the branch of an ancient tree using special techniques that have been developed and refined over the course of centuries. I've read getting your own staff was once even considered a rite of passage for young witches! [He's exited to talk about the subject.
And then, all of a sudden, less excited.]
Though, uh, the... practice is rarer nowadays. Palistrom wood's been overharvested, so there's not a lot to go around for carving new palismen.
And then, all of a sudden, less excited.]
Though, uh, the... practice is rarer nowadays. Palistrom wood's been overharvested, so there's not a lot to go around for carving new palismen.
[ truth be told, thank goodness for flapjack, and also for the pilfered booze. first-aid do be happening in Some Ways here in hell. regardless. jingheng's boot clicks loudly once he's close enough, and where hunter tucks himself, jingheng stands, towering.
before he crouches down, long coat billowing out briefly. ]
Anyone have a look at that yet?
before he crouches down, long coat billowing out briefly. ]
Anyone have a look at that yet?
[He lowers his phone to give him a flat, tired look.]
I'm having a look right now. [Unfortunately, someone gets grouchy when upset. But Flapjack immediately tugs at his hair, chirping in a way that sounds oddly like scolding.] —Ow, ow, ow! Cut it out, he didn't say anyone besides me!
I'm having a look right now. [Unfortunately, someone gets grouchy when upset. But Flapjack immediately tugs at his hair, chirping in a way that sounds oddly like scolding.] —Ow, ow, ow! Cut it out, he didn't say anyone besides me!
[ well he doesn't have to be familiar anymore because someone has now made him familiar. he nods, because it's reminiscent of a conversation he had earlier, so his arms fold. ]
It's familiar to me. In a different way. Zhanlu is... a bit similar in this way.
He seems ready to do his job.
It's familiar to me. In a different way. Zhanlu is... a bit similar in this way.
He seems ready to do his job.
[He looks very much like he would like to continue being difficult... But Flapjack chirps again and with a sigh, he relents.
There is, uh, a bit going on here. Just from what's visible, his knuckles are super bruised and split open. He has some minor flash burns on his side, the cut on his cheek, some random scrapes and scratches, and a lot of bruising all over his face. The nose is the worst, but it doesn't look crooked at least.]
There is, uh, a bit going on here. Just from what's visible, his knuckles are super bruised and split open. He has some minor flash burns on his side, the cut on his cheek, some random scrapes and scratches, and a lot of bruising all over his face. The nose is the worst, but it doesn't look crooked at least.]
... Yeah, but he says he's cut off from his magic.
[He peers curiously at Lin Jinghen.]
How does Zhanlu work?
[He peers curiously at Lin Jinghen.]
How does Zhanlu work?
Mm, I can understand that.
[ he glances down at his arm and then opens his palm. ]
Zhanlu needs to charge usually, if he's too low power he becomes this and attached to my arm for safe keeping.
But usually, once he's awake, he's capable of doing many things. He integrates with technology... cars... machines... mechs. Talks too much. Sings. Tells terrible jokes.
[ a beat ] He makes a good cup of tea.
[ he glances down at his arm and then opens his palm. ]
Zhanlu needs to charge usually, if he's too low power he becomes this and attached to my arm for safe keeping.
But usually, once he's awake, he's capable of doing many things. He integrates with technology... cars... machines... mechs. Talks too much. Sings. Tells terrible jokes.
[ a beat ] He makes a good cup of tea.
[ yeah yeah yeah he's seen that face that wants to make things difficult because it stares him in the mirror every day!!!!!!! flapjack is on his side though so like. thanks little palisman.
he's wearing gloves himself, but doesn't touch, merely crouched down to have a look at everything first before nodding his head and glancing at flapjack like "let's get this stupid idiot fixed up". ]
Follow me. Someone's going to have a conniption if they see you like this.
[ lu said there's a first aid kit somewhere, but it won't do any good if hunter isn't cleaned up first. he'll stand up and offer a hand to help him up if he wants. ]
What happened out there?
he's wearing gloves himself, but doesn't touch, merely crouched down to have a look at everything first before nodding his head and glancing at flapjack like "let's get this stupid idiot fixed up". ]
Follow me. Someone's going to have a conniption if they see you like this.
[ lu said there's a first aid kit somewhere, but it won't do any good if hunter isn't cleaned up first. he'll stand up and offer a hand to help him up if he wants. ]
What happened out there?
Oh, you were right, I see how he's similar. [A buddy AND a surprise tool for later.] But... he's attached to your arm. He won't wake up?
[Hope he isn't allergic to birds. Flapjack has now declared him his ally in making sure this idiot teen practices self care, and will fly up to sit on Lin Jinghen's shoulder as long as he doesn't swat him away.]
Who? You all saw me like this already.
[He... stares at the hand blankly, like he isn't sure what to do with it. The bird chirps, though, and he accepts the help.]
... We fought and I won. What do you want to know specifically?
Who? You all saw me like this already.
[He... stares at the hand blankly, like he isn't sure what to do with it. The bird chirps, though, and he accepts the help.]
... We fought and I won. What do you want to know specifically?
[ a beat ]
It might be for the best. I wouldn't want him to learn bad behavior. [ we are in hell.
a very very soft little noise comes from the arm, and it sounds like? a very gentle lullaby? lin jingheng looks at the arm for a moment, his expression unchanging except for maybe... a bit of eye softening. ]
His way of saying hello, maybe.
It might be for the best. I wouldn't want him to learn bad behavior. [ we are in hell.
a very very soft little noise comes from the arm, and it sounds like? a very gentle lullaby? lin jingheng looks at the arm for a moment, his expression unchanging except for maybe... a bit of eye softening. ]
His way of saying hello, maybe.
[Hello... He'll go looking for him a while after the CYOA return. Where will he find him?]
[He will be polite and knock on the door while sticking his head in. Hi. Hello.]
... Hey. Cool harpoon?
... Hey. Cool harpoon?
... Oh. [His expression also softens, and very earnestly:] Hi, Zhanlu.
[Flapjack imitates the little tune as well, quietly chirping.]
[Flapjack imitates the little tune as well, quietly chirping.]
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