[ the papers that had their personal details on them were... (to say the least) uncomfortable, but yin yu would have been remiss to not check them over, and flayn's didn't escape his notice. she's... even older than dianxia, perhaps even older than the heavenly emperor.... thinking back to the island and the little fact that he knows, it makes sense, but...
well, it's not important. what is important is that yin yu will come to find flayn wherever she might be, now properly dressed in his black clothes, mask back in its normal place--and upon spotting her, he'll give his usual, polite bow, coming up just about out of nowhere as usual. ] Lady Flayn, good evening.
[She's changed clothes. It isn't her uniform, but the outfit is familiar enough that she feels a little more comfortable than she did before... even if she is still pretty uncomfortable about being doxxed.
She sneaks a peek at his face to try and gauge whether or not he's seen the profiles - but his mask is in place again, so that's fairly useless. Curses.]
[ despite the fact that he just got his emotional support mask back, and he's quite happy to have it, once he rises from his bow, he lifts his hand to push the mask back to the side of his face. friendship!
....flayn looks quite different. she's-- wow, shove that thought down! anyway. ]
It is. I feel a little more like myself, already. [ the small, tired smile on his face is genuine, though. ] Were all of your things in order?
[Flayn's expression softens as he pushes his mask to the side. She knows he prefers to wear it - and it really is kind of him to have moved it so that she can see his face. That, more than anything else, puts her at ease.]
They were. I was a little surprised to find this outfit instead of my other clothes, but... perhaps that is for the best. They were in need of a good washing, after... everything.
It is warm here, as warm as the island was. I hope perhaps that will bring a bit more comfort. [ after all, she must have been dying on the island. it was hot even for him, and he's beyond used to the summers in his silks.
admittedly, he tugs at the wrapping that holds his sleeves in with his free hand. ] Mine is different, as well, though perhaps less noticeably... [ it's just. slightly different, black on gray, the scarf a deep navy instead of a dark purple, and a small jade token hangs from his belt, the symbol of his position carved into it. yin yu has no casual clothes, everything is work clothes at all times because he never stops working, ever... but it's basically the same. ] ...though, what mattered was intact.
[ that is to say, the earth master shovel, and his mask. ]
I hope so, as well! And this has one other advantage - it is much easier to move around in.
[Which is kind of the point, since. Dancer outfit, and all. It doesn't afford much in the way of armor, but then again, neither did her uniform.]
...I am glad to hear it. Although... it does remind me a little of how our belongings were awaiting us on the island. [She's really not here for anything that reminds her of the island.] Have you had the chance to converse with our hosts, Yin Yu?
I have not. [ a brief shake of his head. ] I observed a few of the others speaking with them when I returned, but... admittedly, I was seeking my things before anything else. I wanted to get a feel for the layout of this place, so I took a walk afterwards to explore.
It's... strange. It reminds me a bit of a place where I trained, a long time ago. [ a sect is basically a giant camp i guess. ]
Mm... Somewhere where people come to live, and in our case, train together under the same arts. The activities and day-to-day life were reminiscent... we had meals together and spent our lives, more or less, in this sort of situation.
[ boy scouts, but make it ancient chinese martial arts. ] A place where camaraderie would be important, I suppose, and perhaps one fraught with less unknown danger.
[ yeah. he's not optimistic about this place at all. ]
[To be surrounded by people, and to be able to spend time with them every day - to have some sort of shared purpose... well, that sounds amazing. It reminds her very much of the monastery, actually.
But "unknown danger"... Flayn sighs.]
It would be nice if this place was safe, but... [There's a jail!! They got doxxed!! That doesn't bode well.] Well... I suppose only time will tell.
...have you met the people you will be sharing a cabin with yet?
It was. [ he says, quietly, and that's the end of that. his sect was wonderful. the best memories of his life came from it, his growth, his teaching, his eventual ascension. it was a place where he'd been an entirely different person--he's barely the shell of that man, now.
but! there's no time to dwell on such memories, and even if he looks a little more faraway than usual for a moment, yin yu reins it back in. the danger of the place around them calls, after all. ] Mm. I read into them on the board, as well.
[ ...ok, this time, he pulls what is definitely the yin yu version of a face. very subtle, very displeased. that stupid board. ]
She raises her eyes to his face to see what his expression looks like, and her heart sinks a little at the look on his face. She'd stopped reading upon reaching her boarding pass - so she has not read any of his secrets, and if he prefers it, she will endeavor to leave it that way.]
...do you believe that you are safe with them, at least? [Does she need to find a way to smuggle him into her room or something...]
[ once again, tiny flayn trying to hide giant yy in anything is the funniest thing to imagine, ever. ]
It will be nothing to worry over.
[ it's not so much that he doesn't think that his roommates are capable, or anything. it's rather that he knows he's good at getting out of sticky situations, and the likelihood of any of them getting a jump on him is miniscule. if push comes to shove, he'll be fine.
the mention of the board hangs heavy in the air, for a moment. he's discreet; there's nothing to say right away, as he folds his hands quietly in front of himself. (he thinks again of the description on his own. yin yu knows what it means, though no one else does, and it digs at a very, very old wound, buried very, very deep. there's no reason to explain it, but he knows. that's all that matters.) ] And yours, Lady Flayn?
[With his stealth skills they can probably manage it.
...hm. "It will be nothing to worry over" isn't exactly a "Yes, they are safe." Flayn's brows knit together in concern. She knows Yin Yu is capable of protecting himself, should he need to... but she would really prefer that there be no need for him to.]
They seem kind.
[But it's not exactly an "I feel safe," either. She looks like she's torn between continuing or not, and finally she lets out a small sigh.]
...I was discussing them with someone else, and I was warned that one of them took lives in the last place that they were, and did not regret it. I suppose I shall have to be on my guard.
[A pause - ]
Do not worry! I already have a plan for how to keep myself safe.
[ he's quite curious.... and also concerned immediately for one of her roommates. though he says nothing about it, yin yu files that information away for later to look into. he is no person to cast stones in this situation (for many reasons), but not every place had a curse.
but that's for later. flayn what is your master plan. ]
[In answer, Flayn steps into Yin Yu's personal space. Very, very close into his personal space. There is only about a centimeter or so's space between them, and she finds herself face-level with his chest.
Hmm. That's not great. Up onto her tiptoes she goes.
She's got a mischievous little smile on her face.]
Apparently, he stutters and runs away whenever a beautiful woman gets close to him like this. If he tries anything, I shall simply startle him into dropping his weapon and fleeing.
[ as someone who does not show emotions on his face very often, yin yu's cheeks take on a pretty fantastically red flush and he nearly freezes on the spot, not moving even a centimeter, eyes wide, mouth partially open.
it is a long moment before he's actually able to squeak out a response. to his credit, his voice doesn't jump an octave but he's dying, probably. ] I--I think that will be very successful, Lady Flayn.
[ if he was holding something he sure as hell would have dropped it. ]
[Successful, indeed! Flayn steps back to give him his space, satisfied that it will be an effective tactic. If that's the sort of response it gets from someone without a phobia of women, then it should work just fine on the person she intends to employ it against.]
Yes, it is foolproof.
[She sounds way more pleased with herself than she should.]
[ that just shaved years off of his immortal lifespan
it takes him a full ten seconds to come down from that, the startled posture of a cat who just stepped out into the pouring rain slowly coming back to a settle again.
too powerful. flayn is too powerful. suddenly wishing he had his mask on, yin yu clears his throat. ] I'm, ah. I'm glad that you've thought ahead for such things, it's good you'll be safe in that regard.
[This poor man. Flayn, assuming that he is merely flustered because her strategy is that effective (and that, therefore, she is perfectly safe if she ever has to use it against one of her cabinmates), thinks nothing of how bright red his ears are.]
Yes... I want to be sure that this time, I do not give anyone cause to worry over me. So I am taking steps to ensure that I am safe!
[She sighs lightly.]
...though I hope none of them turn out to be necessary.
[ i mean she's not totally wrong on that account, it was definitely effective ]
Mm. [ him too, but... his conversation with giyuu from the island still sticks in the back of his mind. someone committed killings without being pushed. it kills some of the lighter, sillier mood, and he frowns lightly at the ground, thinking. ]
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well, it's not important. what is important is that yin yu will come to find flayn wherever she might be, now properly dressed in his black clothes, mask back in its normal place--and upon spotting her, he'll give his usual, polite bow, coming up just about out of nowhere as usual. ] Lady Flayn, good evening.
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[She's changed clothes. It isn't her uniform, but the outfit is familiar enough that she feels a little more comfortable than she did before... even if she is still pretty uncomfortable about being doxxed.
She sneaks a peek at his face to try and gauge whether or not he's seen the profiles - but his mask is in place again, so that's fairly useless. Curses.]
It is nice to be off that bus, is it not?
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....flayn looks quite different. she's-- wow, shove that thought down! anyway. ]
It is. I feel a little more like myself, already. [ the small, tired smile on his face is genuine, though. ] Were all of your things in order?
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They were. I was a little surprised to find this outfit instead of my other clothes, but... perhaps that is for the best. They were in need of a good washing, after... everything.
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admittedly, he tugs at the wrapping that holds his sleeves in with his free hand. ] Mine is different, as well, though perhaps less noticeably... [ it's just. slightly different, black on gray, the scarf a deep navy instead of a dark purple, and a small jade token hangs from his belt, the symbol of his position carved into it. yin yu has no casual clothes, everything is work clothes at all times because he never stops working, ever... but it's basically the same. ] ...though, what mattered was intact.
[ that is to say, the earth master shovel, and his mask. ]
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[Which is kind of the point, since. Dancer outfit, and all. It doesn't afford much in the way of armor, but then again, neither did her uniform.]
...I am glad to hear it. Although... it does remind me a little of how our belongings were awaiting us on the island. [She's really not here for anything that reminds her of the island.] Have you had the chance to converse with our hosts, Yin Yu?
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It's... strange. It reminds me a bit of a place where I trained, a long time ago. [ a sect is basically a giant camp i guess. ]
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[She's interested to ask around for what she wasn't able to overhear. Unfortunately, Winter wasn't terribly forthcoming with her.]
...really? How is it similar?
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[ boy scouts, but make it ancient chinese martial arts. ] A place where camaraderie would be important, I suppose, and perhaps one fraught with less unknown danger.
[ yeah. he's not optimistic about this place at all. ]
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[To be surrounded by people, and to be able to spend time with them every day - to have some sort of shared purpose... well, that sounds amazing. It reminds her very much of the monastery, actually.
But "unknown danger"... Flayn sighs.]
It would be nice if this place was safe, but... [There's a jail!! They got doxxed!! That doesn't bode well.] Well... I suppose only time will tell.
...have you met the people you will be sharing a cabin with yet?
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but! there's no time to dwell on such memories, and even if he looks a little more faraway than usual for a moment, yin yu reins it back in. the danger of the place around them calls, after all. ] Mm. I read into them on the board, as well.
[ ...ok, this time, he pulls what is definitely the yin yu version of a face. very subtle, very displeased. that stupid board. ]
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That accursed board.
She raises her eyes to his face to see what his expression looks like, and her heart sinks a little at the look on his face. She'd stopped reading upon reaching her boarding pass - so she has not read any of his secrets, and if he prefers it, she will endeavor to leave it that way.]
...do you believe that you are safe with them, at least? [Does she need to find a way to smuggle him into her room or something...]
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It will be nothing to worry over.
[ it's not so much that he doesn't think that his roommates are capable, or anything. it's rather that he knows he's good at getting out of sticky situations, and the likelihood of any of them getting a jump on him is miniscule. if push comes to shove, he'll be fine.
the mention of the board hangs heavy in the air, for a moment. he's discreet; there's nothing to say right away, as he folds his hands quietly in front of himself. (he thinks again of the description on his own. yin yu knows what it means, though no one else does, and it digs at a very, very old wound, buried very, very deep. there's no reason to explain it, but he knows. that's all that matters.) ] And yours, Lady Flayn?
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...hm. "It will be nothing to worry over" isn't exactly a "Yes, they are safe." Flayn's brows knit together in concern. She knows Yin Yu is capable of protecting himself, should he need to... but she would really prefer that there be no need for him to.]
They seem kind.
[But it's not exactly an "I feel safe," either. She looks like she's torn between continuing or not, and finally she lets out a small sigh.]
...I was discussing them with someone else, and I was warned that one of them took lives in the last place that they were, and did not regret it. I suppose I shall have to be on my guard.
[A pause - ]
Do not worry! I already have a plan for how to keep myself safe.
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[ he's quite curious.... and also concerned immediately for one of her roommates. though he says nothing about it, yin yu files that information away for later to look into. he is no person to cast stones in this situation (for many reasons), but not every place had a curse.
but that's for later. flayn what is your master plan. ]
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[In answer, Flayn steps into Yin Yu's personal space. Very, very close into his personal space. There is only about a centimeter or so's space between them, and she finds herself face-level with his chest.
Hmm. That's not great. Up onto her tiptoes she goes.
She's got a mischievous little smile on her face.]
Apparently, he stutters and runs away whenever a beautiful woman gets close to him like this. If he tries anything, I shall simply startle him into dropping his weapon and fleeing.
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it is a long moment before he's actually able to squeak out a response. to his credit, his voice doesn't jump an octave but he's dying, probably. ] I--I think that will be very successful, Lady Flayn.
[ if he was holding something he sure as hell would have dropped it. ]
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Yes, it is foolproof.
[She sounds way more pleased with herself than she should.]
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it takes him a full ten seconds to come down from that, the startled posture of a cat who just stepped out into the pouring rain slowly coming back to a settle again.
too powerful. flayn is too powerful. suddenly wishing he had his mask on, yin yu clears his throat. ] I'm, ah. I'm glad that you've thought ahead for such things, it's good you'll be safe in that regard.
[ his ears are still bright red. ]
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Yes... I want to be sure that this time, I do not give anyone cause to worry over me. So I am taking steps to ensure that I am safe!
[She sighs lightly.]
...though I hope none of them turn out to be necessary.
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Mm. [ him too, but... his conversation with giyuu from the island still sticks in the back of his mind. someone committed killings without being pushed. it kills some of the lighter, sillier mood, and he frowns lightly at the ground, thinking. ]
...Lady Flayn, do you know how to disarm someone?
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[Her brow furrows slightly. She doesn't like thinking about it, but...]
Admittedly, that was when I had magic and proper weapons at my disposal.
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Could you do so in hand to hand?
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...brawling is not one of my strengths. But I could probably learn to.
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