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[Closed] Time to talk
Who: Taiki and various people (Wen Qing, Sarai and Gyousou, Tidus and Inigo)
Where: Various carriages (see threads)
When: Fiddlesticks latter half, after Wester's ICP post
What: Taiki takes Wen Qing food in the med bay. Taiki speaks to Sarai about current events. Probably the next day Tidus decides to teach Taiki and Inigo to play badminton.
Warnings: Mentions of murder and torture though nothing will be graphic or detailed. Individual threads might have more warnings than that.
For Wen Qing (and anyone else in medbay)
He had spent a good few hours wandering the corridors, helping those he could and trying to do things to make anything better.
Of course he can't actually make anything actually better. It is beyond him. But he can try and help people through it. For a creature who so despises blood and violence he has seen far more than his fair share of it. He is not innocent in any sense of the word.
So he helps and listens until his heart feels like it has been cut into a hundred pieces and still he continues because sometimes there is very little that can be done except listen to a person's pain.
He had stayed out of the way of the medical bay, knowing that there at least he would be more a hinderance than a help. But as the hours ticked by he went to the kitchen and began preparing some simple food.
Nothing too difficult or time consuming to eat. Nothing too heavy. He made green tea to go with it and carefully carried it back to the medical carriage.
He looked through the door before knocking, not wanting to disturb her if she was in the middle of something delicate. But then gently knocked.
Standard: For Gyousou and Sarai
It had been a long day and finally Taiki had found his way to Gyousou's side where his king sat in the standard coach. They were sat at one of the table seats, the book Creatures of the Void open between them as they made notes in their notebooks.
They might just be myths and legends but it was more than the nothing of information they had about anything else.
Taiki was struggling to concentrate though often just staring blankly at the page, not reading at all.
The next day: Standard again!
Even with everything else going on Taiki hadn't forgotten about Inigo and his friend's own pain. He made an effort to seek him out and spend time with him.
Quite nervously he had asked if Ingio would mind if he painted him and was surprised when Inigo had agreed. Even more surprised when it seemed Ingio was good at modeling.
Then again he was a prince, it was perhaps not that surprising. He must have had to sit for paintings before.
They were sat either side of a table, Taiki's art case open in front of him, a piece of paper he had borrowed from the printer in front of him, the start of a portrait.
Where: Various carriages (see threads)
When: Fiddlesticks latter half, after Wester's ICP post
What: Taiki takes Wen Qing food in the med bay. Taiki speaks to Sarai about current events. Probably the next day Tidus decides to teach Taiki and Inigo to play badminton.
Warnings: Mentions of murder and torture though nothing will be graphic or detailed. Individual threads might have more warnings than that.
For Wen Qing (and anyone else in medbay)
He had spent a good few hours wandering the corridors, helping those he could and trying to do things to make anything better.
Of course he can't actually make anything actually better. It is beyond him. But he can try and help people through it. For a creature who so despises blood and violence he has seen far more than his fair share of it. He is not innocent in any sense of the word.
So he helps and listens until his heart feels like it has been cut into a hundred pieces and still he continues because sometimes there is very little that can be done except listen to a person's pain.
He had stayed out of the way of the medical bay, knowing that there at least he would be more a hinderance than a help. But as the hours ticked by he went to the kitchen and began preparing some simple food.
Nothing too difficult or time consuming to eat. Nothing too heavy. He made green tea to go with it and carefully carried it back to the medical carriage.
He looked through the door before knocking, not wanting to disturb her if she was in the middle of something delicate. But then gently knocked.
Standard: For Gyousou and Sarai
It had been a long day and finally Taiki had found his way to Gyousou's side where his king sat in the standard coach. They were sat at one of the table seats, the book Creatures of the Void open between them as they made notes in their notebooks.
They might just be myths and legends but it was more than the nothing of information they had about anything else.
Taiki was struggling to concentrate though often just staring blankly at the page, not reading at all.
The next day: Standard again!
Even with everything else going on Taiki hadn't forgotten about Inigo and his friend's own pain. He made an effort to seek him out and spend time with him.
Quite nervously he had asked if Ingio would mind if he painted him and was surprised when Inigo had agreed. Even more surprised when it seemed Ingio was good at modeling.
Then again he was a prince, it was perhaps not that surprising. He must have had to sit for paintings before.
They were sat either side of a table, Taiki's art case open in front of him, a piece of paper he had borrowed from the printer in front of him, the start of a portrait.
for inigo and taiki
That had been Tidus's (friendly) demand and explanation when he happened to see the pair, his own interest in doing much of anything dithering from day to day. But with the way things have been as of late, it seemed like a good time to bully some friends into sports.
Light sports, anyway. And more important of all, offering a potential distraction from recent happenings.
So once he's gotten them into the gymnasium (now allowed to be more of a gym with the fighters claiming the training gym as their new home), he gets to work with the cupboard first before any further explanations, giving it a thump with a fist to pop it open. Grabbing out the racquets, he frees up his hands by turning and warning--
"Catch!"
--before chucking a racquet each to them, then pocketing the shuttlecocks before walking over to them.
"The game's badminton, and you're in luck! I'll let you both work together to try and beat me."
He's even batting the end of his racquet against his other hand as he says that, smirking like a totally cool guy.
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there are so many different emotions in this tag how do i pick 1 icon
10/10 would threaten inigo's life again
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do we want to start wrapping up?
grabs ribbons
we did it reddit
for gyousou and taiki!
None of this was working. Not even Dread could calm her temper at the moment, which was...a really, really bad sign.
But she passed briefly by the duo, and gave Taiki a smile when he glanced her way. Sarai kept going--but returned quickly with a cup of steaming tea. Maybe chamomile would calm her.
"Might I bother you both?" she asked quietly, not willing to disturb either of them if they were busy. But Taiki had given her thoughtful questions, and she figured he might help her again. If she was busy thinking, she'd have less energy for seething quietly.
Or so she hoped...
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She looks up from the notes she has been taking, tired face brightening at the sight of a ery familiar and welcome presence.
"Taiki," she says, smiling slightly. "You brought food. And tea. You have no idea how welcome that is."
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