Hua Yuan
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Presence 2 - Nostalgic; SL 1 - Flawless
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Post by Hua Yuan on Jan 5, 2022 13:52:21 GMT -8
"Please, just call me Yuan. I'm hardly a 'mister'," he waved his hand with embarrassment. Accepting the offer, he fished out a pink ball out of the pot and popped it into his mouth. Covering is mouth while he chewed, he grunted with contentment. "I have to admit I know very little of your own culture and I would love to hear about it." Seeing the Hostess' gaze wander, however, he politely excused himself. "Some other time, maybe?" He was certain the Lady was quite busy.
He tucked a feather bind an ear and flashed his own toothy smile. He waited for a beat, before returning to the party, looking for people to talk to. But mostly to get a splash more mulled wine.
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Post by Blaze on Jan 5, 2022 15:46:31 GMT -8
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Post by Wayland on Jan 6, 2022 21:10:07 GMT -8
There. By the fire. Someone she can talk to without worrying about Isla. Someone she knows. At least, peripherally. Wayland and Aster had ridden with each other on the Wild Hunt. There is nothing that creates a social bond quicker than communal violence. But other than that, they haven’t actually met.
Yet. Time to fix that.
Wayland detaches from the wall she’d backed herself into and crosses the room, moving into the vacant space next to the Venombite and adjacent to the fire. She doesn’t prompt the Beast for conversation. Sometimes people don’t feel like talking. She simply turns her eyes to the fire, watching it crackle and slowly consume the logs.
Silence can be companionable, if people want it to be.
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Post by Aster Blau on Jan 6, 2022 22:05:07 GMT -8
The Viper's blue gaze reflexively twitched to the Ogre at their approach, the Beast instinctively desiring to know what was dwelling on her periphery. However, the glance is brief, soon returning to the flame and its feast. Wayland is familiar enough to Aster, being a known smith and a fellow Summer, though Aster speculated the Ogre's renown was more prevalent than her own. After all, the Maker had made significant inroads, whereas Aster had ended her isolation only recently in comparison.
Nonetheless, Aster bore a bond with Wayland that she shared with only a few others. Like her, Wayland had been present at the trafficker stronghold. It was within those cold, stone walls that the pair had forged a connection as mutual dealers of death, alongside Henley, Gavin, Sweeney, Yuan, and Loki. The experience had been electric for Aster and proved a suitable task to firmly show her claims as a former soldier of Chico bore truth.
Yet the pair had never uttered a word to one another since that night.
Aster allowed the silence to linger for a moment, allowing her and her new company a moment to adjust. However, Aster would not remain silent for the entirety. After all the intent had been to socialize to some extent, right? Thus, the flask is again retrieved, opened, and silently offered for the Ogre to take a pull should she wish.
"Last time we spoke I think we were both covered in blood," Aster offered, greeting the Ogre with a mirthful smile before adding, "You clean up good."
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Post by Wayland on Jan 7, 2022 14:37:07 GMT -8
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Hua Yuan
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Presence 2 - Nostalgic; SL 1 - Flawless
Posts: 304
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Post by Hua Yuan on Jan 13, 2022 12:49:44 GMT -8
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