[sneaky, indeed! flayn really does need to take more stealth lessons from him. she catches movement out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't have fast enough reflexes to dodge the incoming snowball entirely.
she does, however, immediately launch a snowball in the direction it came from, and takes off running after it!
[ flayn's throw is pretty good: it arcs nicely, and he ducks out of the way so it harmlessly hits the tree behind his head. ah... deja vu.
up he goes, moving from branch to branch now in the trees, deeper into the forest himself. he'll need to get some distance from her to form another snowball, so for now he's content playing this game of basically hide and seek.
he takes a sharp left, veering back towards the original opening of the forest. yin yu's not going at his full speed, and she might catch a glimpse of the face of his mask as he alights down to gather up a handful of snow, as light on his feet as ever. ]
[allowing herself to be drawn toward the forest feels like a surefire way of getting caught in a trap. in an actual battle, she would take pains to avoid it - but this is a snowball fight with yin yu, who she trusts implicitly.
(if it was a trap, would it be so bad to be caught by him? the thought crosses her mind briefly, and her cheeks flush. she shakes her head. no time for that kind of thinking...!)
he's quick and light on his feet, and she almost doesn't catch the mask. it's white, after all, and blends in nicely with the snow.
but his hair, and his clothing - that's a little easier to see against the snowy backdrop. with a delighted laugh, she tosses a snowball his way.]
[ what are you talking about he just betrayed you!! untrustworthy!
ah! she spotted him. yin yu really has to dodge the snowball this time, though it clips him in the shoulder. he's not laughing loudly, but it's that distraction that ended up with him getting hit, because behind the ever sad face of his ghost mask, he's laughing, too, smile wide.
he stops, for a moment, making sure she sees him fully. tall, clothed in all black, he sticks out quite a bit, and he holds a snowball in his hand-- and goes right ahead and throws it at her, aiming away from her healing side but otherwise just about anywhere he can hit. it's probably closer to her face this time, but the throw is light.
and then, yin yu practically disappears again, in a blur of black. this time, he goes back down through the forest, taking a variety of featherlight steps before hopping up into the trees. there's a spot where they're clumped together, branches brushing, and yin yu hoists himself up into it easy, blending in... and waiting. ]
[his throw hits her neck, and honestly? that was a pretty good throw. she can't help but be a little impressed, even as she's a little frustrated with herself for not being quick enough to dodge it.
but she's noticed that absolutely none of his throws have been aimed at her injured side. it makes sense; yin yu is thoughtful like that.
she kneels down and prepares a few snowballs, which she tucks into the crook of her arm before heading further into the forest after him. one, she keeps at the ready in her hand, and she's scanning her surroundings carefully. ...how does he manage to keep vanishing like that?]
[ the benefits of being nearly presenceless: he's so plain and boring that he just tends to blend in to most places.
here, it helps that he's more or less dressed for the weather. the trees camouflage his dark clothes, and his mask blends in nicely with the white still falling from the sky. pressed back to the tree trunk, he waits silently for flayn to walk underneath the specific tree he's in...
and then kicks downward on the branch he stands on so it shakes, and dumps all of the snow on it right on her head the minute she walks under. poor flayn stuck with hard mode snowball fight ]
the snow hits the top of her head and some of it slides, falling down the back of her top. cold! it's cold! she gives a muffled little shriek which turns into giggles, and shaking her head to dislodge more of the snow from her hair, she turns and hurls three snowballs upwards into the tree.
[ he's feeling a bit mischievous - normally he wouldn't stay to watch the efforts of such a trap, but flayn's squeal and resulting giggles a little satisfying in a way he is not going to unpack right now. that means though that when she throws all three snowballs --
the third one hits him right in the mask, almost dead center. it gets in every crevice uncovered and the snow is very cold.
If you did, I would have deserved it. [ the laughter still resounds in his tone, while she's giggling, briefly interrupting him, too. it's all very silly, and even if his nose is cold now, it's all very harmless. yin yu shifts to swing his leg over the side of the branch and hops back down, landing soundlessly in front of her, only footsteps to show his presence was even there.
pressing his gloved hands together, fist to palm, he bows, very proper. ] I apologize, Lady Flayn, I did trick you. I hope you'll forgive the, ah, [ briefly, his eyes crinkle behind his mask, smile widening, as he smothers another laugh attempting to come out during his serious apology. ] 'betrayal'.
not. yin yu nods when she asks, giving a little bow of his head. it might be nice to get inside, anyway... his face is kind of cold, and he can only imagine flayn. that was his fault, whoops. ] It would be my honor.
[ besides, there's still something to do, so. over tea would be nice. ]
Green tea is the most common to my homeland: I prefer it to be lighter and less sweet.
[ in ghost city they have just about everything, but the morning dew tea from the mountains nearest to his homeland is still the most familiar. ] I'm not picky, though.
[ that's probably not surprising. he sets about gathering cups for each of them while she hunts for the good tea. ]
[she nods, and sets to finding some good tea! she finds a tin of green tea leaves and they don't smell too sweet or anything, so she'll use those.
she hums a little to herself as she gets some water boiling. if she stays close to the stove, well - that's probably just because she's shivering. a little.
...it's peaceful like this. she kind of likes it, just being here with him, doing something as simple as preparing tea together.]
It should not take too terribly long - the water ought to be ready quickly...
[ ever observant, he notices those shivers. as yin yu sets out a pair of matching cups, a saucer, a small spoon for sugar or milk, he pauses.
for a minute, he seems to fade out of sight line again, but it's only because he's doing something. despite being out in the cold, he avoided being pelted by snow -- aside from once, in the face -- so his clothes are still very dry. they might be a little chilled on the outside, but the inside is warm.
he quietly unlaces the cuffs of his outer robe so the large sleeves fall properly, the fabric no longer tucked in, and then slips out of it. it doesn't affect him any - he's still got like at least five layers on under - and so, when flayn has a moment, he offers, a bit hesitantly, the coat tucked over his arm. ]
Lady Flayn, you're shivering... here. [ and holds it up by the corners, offering to help her put it on...if she wants... a weird thing to be anxious about, but here we are. ] I have more than enough.
[she steps over and accepts his help getting into the robe. it's pretty big on her, thanks to their height difference, but it's much warmer, and she smiles up at him as he settles it over her.]
i mean. flayn looking up at him like that with that look on her face while he's this close is... a lot. anything he was going to say fizzes out of his ears, and yin yu's cheeks turn pink as he quickly takes a step back to go grab the milk and sugar to set the table properly.
aaaa. ] ...I'm glad, if it helps. I don't need it, so, hold onto it as long as you need... [ ah. ] It was my fault, after all.
...it's definitely oversized on her, but that's... fine. she can roll up the sleeves and try not to trip on the hem. regardless, she likes it, so ... her robe now, yin yu!]
[ haha. yin yu ends up smiling a little, shaking his head with an amused huff. ]
That's fine. [ it's just clothes, and it's always replaceable. ] It's nothing especially fancy, but it certainly serves its purpose. [ and if its purpose is to keep flayn warm, then it's serving that well.
he sets the cups out properly for the two of them, and comes up to check on the tea with her, peering over her shoulder. ]
[the water is boiling - so she'll take the kettle and pour the water into a teapot so the tea can start to steep. just a little longer... but with the teapot full, they can move it over to join the cups.
once it's ready, she'll pour it.]
...thank you for coming to see me today, Yin Yu.
[the fact that in some small way, he's reaching out for her -
[ mm... he ducks his head, just briefly, to hide his smile. ]
...Thank you for playing along. [ he did sort of play a trick! as they get settled, flayn's statement reminded him of one of his original reasons for coming. he stops what he's doing for a moment, and then goes for his largest pouch. ]
That reminds me, actually: I have something for you. [ there's a brief moment of searching, before he pulls out two squares, wrapped up in a piece of cloth, and gives them a push across the table.
move the cloth, and....they're books! the first is a fiction book, something fantasy, and the second looks...a bit more romantic?? it's a romance novel britt this is what the npcs gave him. ]
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she does, however, immediately launch a snowball in the direction it came from, and takes off running after it!
yin yu's gotta be over there somewhere...]
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up he goes, moving from branch to branch now in the trees, deeper into the forest himself. he'll need to get some distance from her to form another snowball, so for now he's content playing this game of basically hide and seek.
he takes a sharp left, veering back towards the original opening of the forest. yin yu's not going at his full speed, and she might catch a glimpse of the face of his mask as he alights down to gather up a handful of snow, as light on his feet as ever. ]
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(if it was a trap, would it be so bad to be caught by him? the thought crosses her mind briefly, and her cheeks flush. she shakes her head. no time for that kind of thinking...!)
he's quick and light on his feet, and she almost doesn't catch the mask. it's white, after all, and blends in nicely with the snow.
but his hair, and his clothing - that's a little easier to see against the snowy backdrop. with a delighted laugh, she tosses a snowball his way.]
There you are!
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ah! she spotted him. yin yu really has to dodge the snowball this time, though it clips him in the shoulder. he's not laughing loudly, but it's that distraction that ended up with him getting hit, because behind the ever sad face of his ghost mask, he's laughing, too, smile wide.
he stops, for a moment, making sure she sees him fully. tall, clothed in all black, he sticks out quite a bit, and he holds a snowball in his hand-- and goes right ahead and throws it at her, aiming away from her healing side but otherwise just about anywhere he can hit. it's probably closer to her face this time, but the throw is light.
and then, yin yu practically disappears again, in a blur of black. this time, he goes back down through the forest, taking a variety of featherlight steps before hopping up into the trees. there's a spot where they're clumped together, branches brushing, and yin yu hoists himself up into it easy, blending in... and waiting. ]
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[his throw hits her neck, and honestly? that was a pretty good throw. she can't help but be a little impressed, even as she's a little frustrated with herself for not being quick enough to dodge it.
but she's noticed that absolutely none of his throws have been aimed at her injured side. it makes sense; yin yu is thoughtful like that.
she kneels down and prepares a few snowballs, which she tucks into the crook of her arm before heading further into the forest after him. one, she keeps at the ready in her hand, and she's scanning her surroundings carefully. ...how does he manage to keep vanishing like that?]
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here, it helps that he's more or less dressed for the weather. the trees camouflage his dark clothes, and his mask blends in nicely with the white still falling from the sky. pressed back to the tree trunk, he waits silently for flayn to walk underneath the specific tree he's in...
and then kicks downward on the branch he stands on so it shakes, and dumps all of the snow on it right on her head the minute she walks under. poor flayn stuck with hard mode snowball fight ]
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the snow hits the top of her head and some of it slides, falling down the back of her top. cold! it's cold! she gives a muffled little shriek which turns into giggles, and shaking her head to dislodge more of the snow from her hair, she turns and hurls three snowballs upwards into the tree.
...he's probably gone by now, but. it's fine.]
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the third one hits him right in the mask, almost dead center. it gets in every crevice uncovered and the snow is very cold.
he blinks, very surprised, and then -- ]
-- pfft. [ and then he's laughing, too. ]
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(that's a lie, but it's her story and she's sticking to it.)]
I - I did not hit you too hard with that, did I?
[her question is punctuated with giggles. ...someone's going to die tonight, but right now, in this moment? she's having such a good day.]
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pressing his gloved hands together, fist to palm, he bows, very proper. ] I apologize, Lady Flayn, I did trick you. I hope you'll forgive the, ah, [ briefly, his eyes crinkle behind his mask, smile widening, as he smothers another laugh attempting to come out during his serious apology. ] 'betrayal'.
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[flayn, screaming at the pink voice: it's the task! he completed the task!
anyway, she reaches for his hand as he comes out of the bow.]
As such, you have no choice but to make it up to me.
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[ he will accept this. immediately, yin yu gives her his hand! ]
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...it feels a little different to hold it while wearing gloves.]
We should warm up - it is a little chilly out... perhaps you will join me for tea?
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not. yin yu nods when she asks, giving a little bow of his head. it might be nice to get inside, anyway... his face is kind of cold, and he can only imagine flayn. that was his fault, whoops. ] It would be my honor.
[ besides, there's still something to do, so. over tea would be nice. ]
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...well, the kitchen. she'd like to look for nicer tea than the stuff out near the buffet.]
Is there a certain type of tea you prefer, Yin Yu?
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[ in ghost city they have just about everything, but the morning dew tea from the mountains nearest to his homeland is still the most familiar. ] I'm not picky, though.
[ that's probably not surprising. he sets about gathering cups for each of them while she hunts for the good tea. ]
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she hums a little to herself as she gets some water boiling. if she stays close to the stove, well - that's probably just because she's shivering. a little.
...it's peaceful like this. she kind of likes it, just being here with him, doing something as simple as preparing tea together.]
It should not take too terribly long - the water ought to be ready quickly...
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for a minute, he seems to fade out of sight line again, but it's only because he's doing something. despite being out in the cold, he avoided being pelted by snow -- aside from once, in the face -- so his clothes are still very dry. they might be a little chilled on the outside, but the inside is warm.
he quietly unlaces the cuffs of his outer robe so the large sleeves fall properly, the fabric no longer tucked in, and then slips out of it. it doesn't affect him any - he's still got like at least five layers on under - and so, when flayn has a moment, he offers, a bit hesitantly, the coat tucked over his arm. ]
Lady Flayn, you're shivering... here. [ and holds it up by the corners, offering to help her put it on...if she wants... a weird thing to be anxious about, but here we are. ] I have more than enough.
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[she steps over and accepts his help getting into the robe. it's pretty big on her, thanks to their height difference, but it's much warmer, and she smiles up at him as he settles it over her.]
...this is really comfortable!
[maybe she should keep it.]
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i mean. flayn looking up at him like that with that look on her face while he's this close is... a lot. anything he was going to say fizzes out of his ears, and yin yu's cheeks turn pink as he quickly takes a step back to go grab the milk and sugar to set the table properly.
aaaa. ] ...I'm glad, if it helps. I don't need it, so, hold onto it as long as you need... [ ah. ] It was my fault, after all.
[ haha... whoops. ]
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[she's just saying.
...it's definitely oversized on her, but that's... fine. she can roll up the sleeves and try not to trip on the hem. regardless, she likes it, so ... her robe now, yin yu!]
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That's fine. [ it's just clothes, and it's always replaceable. ] It's nothing especially fancy, but it certainly serves its purpose. [ and if its purpose is to keep flayn warm, then it's serving that well.
he sets the cups out properly for the two of them, and comes up to check on the tea with her, peering over her shoulder. ]
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once it's ready, she'll pour it.]
...thank you for coming to see me today, Yin Yu.
[the fact that in some small way, he's reaching out for her -
well, it makes her very happy.]
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...Thank you for playing along. [ he did sort of play a trick! as they get settled, flayn's statement reminded him of one of his original reasons for coming. he stops what he's doing for a moment, and then goes for his largest pouch. ]
That reminds me, actually: I have something for you. [ there's a brief moment of searching, before he pulls out two squares, wrapped up in a piece of cloth, and gives them a push across the table.
move the cloth, and....they're books! the first is a fiction book, something fantasy, and the second looks...a bit more romantic?? it's a romance novel britt this is what the npcs gave him. ]
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