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voidtreckerexpress2020-06-25 07:29 pm
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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.
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He really does feel bad about it. "I'm sorry..."
He would not blame her for asking him to leave and mentally prepared himself for that. But it would have been worse to not confess, to allow her to still think well of him.
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"I just can't fathom what you could have done to offend him!"
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"We disagreed on the subject on Xue Yang. I... I didn't understand that he was from the same world or that Wen Ning had had dealings with him in the past. But even then... I couldn't agree with him that he deserved execution."
No one deserved death. No matter what they did. How punishment should be given instead was still something he struggled with understanding. He knows that one who murders should be prevented from harming others. But killing was always wrong. No matter the motive.
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Her frown deepened, fingers worrying at the cuff of her sleeve. "My brother used to be kind and forgiving. He was the sweetest boy you could imagine." She smiled, wistfully. "You remind me of him. But he has suffered terrible things both while we were together and after. I suppose he can't afford to think so anymore."
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But even humans can live their lives not wishing for another's death and he feels only relief that Wen Qing is one of them. Even if her brother isn't.
He listens sadly as she explains, truly sorry that he had argued with him. He still can't agree, but he can understand why he would be too hurt to consider mercy.
"I'm sorry... It is terrible that he was hurt." He looked at her sadly, "He is still very sweet, in talking to him I could tell." It is why he feels guilt, more so than just knowing he is Wen Qing's brother. If he had been someone who clearly held hatred in his heart he would not feel bad for arguing with him.