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Really big Luggage

Who: Xue Yang and OTA
Where: Luggage
When: Imagination 14
What: Coming from from the dead after the mission
Warnings: Discussions about Death

Xue Yang isn't afraid of dying when it is permanent, but knowing that he would just pop right back up on the train made it even easier. At least he was able to get a good final blow on the jerks that were having their way with everyone from the train. So when he pops open the suitcase he has found himself inside of, he really isn't bothered by the fact that he died on the battlefield. Is there any better way to go?

He stretches his arms up, trying to work the stiffness from his body and checking to see if any of his wounds from the fight are still going to bother him. Even though he died, he hardly expected to come back completely healed. Perhaps this is the way to do things. No real recovery time. Just back to normal! He does feel a little soreness where the shrapnel had gone in so he will have to make sure there is nothing remaining there. But his spiritual energy is back and feels fairly good considering...

There might be a small pout as he realizes that his clothing unfortunately still has the blood stains and the damage it sustained while out on the planet. He had given up precious candy for these robes. Perhaps he can find someone who will take care of it.

He pushes himself up and out of the suitcase and looks around the luggage car. He really has only been in here a couple times. He doesn't generally order things and this is his first time dying on the train. It's a curious place to wake up in. He starts towards the exit of the car. Might as well continue with his day.

[ooc: feel free to encounter him in the luggage car, or in the hall heading back to his room.]

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Xue Yang rolls over in bed, not even realizing he had been transported to a new one during the night. Still a little sore from where his wounds were, he tends to sleep a little later and ignore everything. It's not like he cares much about the time in between missions.

When he hears that familiar voice, he sits up quickly. Xingchen shouldn't be able to enter his room without him opening the door so he is taken by surprise.

"Doazhang..? What are you doing here?"

Xingchen has roommates before, but they're either gone home or relocated. Such as the nature of the train.

Upon hearing his voice, he turns his head over in surprise. "Xue Yang? What are you doing here? How did you get in? This is my cabin room." He looks perplexed, considering no one can enter without their ticket as the key.

"Did you come to see me...?" He had been waiting considering he haven't heard of him for a few days since they returned from the planet.

"I..I didn't come here. I just woke up." He pushes himself up out of bed and looks around. Even though all the cars are the same he can already tell that this isn't his room.

He walks to the door and goes out of it to look at the car number. This is definitely Xingchen's room. He walks back in still very confused how he got there.

He can hear him walking and checking. "Oh. Hm..." He furrows his eyes in confusion as well. "If you slept and just woke up here..."

He remembered he has taken naps before, and he end up in the same place, back in his assigned cabin, because the train just works that way.

He tilts his head. "Xue Yang, I have an idea. Can you check your ticket...?"

"My ticket..?" Xue Yang reaches into his robes and pulls out his pouch. He opens it and grabs onto the ticket, looking at it when it is in his hand.

"What is going on...my cabin has changed to this one." His eyes widen slightly and he looks up at Xingchen. A grin spreads across his lips as he realizes that this means he will get to stay with Xingchen all the time. Perhaps this is a reward for taking down the bad guys.

"It changed to this one?" Xingchen seems surprised at first, hearing that, but at once he felt relieved. He did prayed to the train at one point for his safe return, and he didn't think the train would answer or heard him.

If Xue Yang looks around, his belongings or what's little of it were transported too. "That means a big change for you. But I heard what happened." He sat on his bunk bed and pats on the side.

"Can you come and sit by me? How is your injuries? I was worried."

He walks over and sits down on the bed next to Xingchen, tucking the ticket back away. "I'm fine daozhang. When I woke up everything was mostly healed. I'm a little sore in spots but it's not anything I can't handle."

He's definitely had worse so it doesn't bother him at all. His recovery like this is much easier then if he had simply given up and escaped. He wouldn't change anything he had done.

Knowing him, he thought he would say that. So much pride and hurt, that he has to go all the way to finish the mission to prove himself.

With a sigh of relief, "Nevermind what happened. I was only upset because you had me worried and I thought the train would have left you behind. I didn't want that. So...I'm glad you came back." Broken in the inside perhaps and he prays it's something he could heal and fix, but he's still in one piece.

In a softer tone, he blindly reaches for under the bunk bed to feel the soft toy and bring it up in his view. "Look, what I have for you."

He places the plushie fox doll on his lap. It's a black fox with tinges of grey in it's fur and pointy ears.

"Tell me, it is a fox that I asked for...? I hope it looks like you."

It makes him happy that the daozhang was worried for him and hoping he would return. It means that they really are past the point of his fears and can finally move forward at least as friends. Perhaps the moving of him into this room is to help with that.

He looks down at the fox in his lap, a surprised expression on his face. He picks it up and looks at it, studying the expression on the toy and running his hand over the soft fur.

He laughs a little, "You think I look like a fox, daozhang?" He is amused but also touched that Xingchen would get him a gift.

Their friendship is something they're working on. There still many ways to go, but it's slow progress. For now, he has doesn't much fear of him as he does before.

"I would think so. I haven't seen foxes and red pandas in ages, and I'll probably never will again. But...nevermind. Do you like the gift?" He was hoping the present is a nice thing to have upon returning. "It's yours."

"Ah, don't say that daozhang! I heard from Senior Wei that you might be getting your eyes back." Perhaps he wasn't supposed to spoil that surprise but he couldn't help it. He's excited that the man might be able to look him in the eyes again. And he won't have to worry so much about him.

"But yes I do like the gift. Anything daozhang gives me I will take good care of." Like that little piece of candy he still carries everywhere with him. It was the only thing the train let him bring with him from home.

"...Ah. I'm glad." He shyly looks away as he's very conscious about his eyes. "That's my nephew. We're working on that." Up until now, he's getting used to being blind for so many years, it was a deep wound as it all started with the man who he once was sitting before him. It will take a while for him to feel the difference that he changed...and if he could steer him toward to be a better man than he once was.

"That's good. Are you sure you're not injured?" Though his question has a different meaning. "Not even here...?" He blindly reaches for him, hand on his shoulder, then wanders over his long hair, then wanders over his chest to place a hand above where his heart is.

"You over-exert your spiritual energy, haven't you...? If you're going to go on missions again, you should meditate with me when you could and work on your core."

He presses gently to send a bit of his spirit energy to his core, a spark of gold light energy to mend whatever trauma he has in his soul from the battlefield and piece together.

"I did but at least now I know how much I can use before its gone. I had to try it in battle to know for sure since I have my new swords to get used to."

He feels that healing energy and he reaches up to carefully grab Xingchen's wrist. "You don't have to worry about that so much, Daozhang. I have plenty of time to heal before the next mission. You'll need your energy for whatever it takes to heal from your eye replacement."

He listens to his side as to what happened. "That's reckless." But he wasn't scolding him. His tone is soft. Because now he realized he has truly changed.

He doesn't mean to give him too much spiritual energy. Just a bit of warmth, a bit of light to share with him, just a spark, because he remembered he said he's the light to pull him from the darkness...and he realizes this is now true.

"I really don't plan to have my vision back. It was a surprise plan, but for my nephew's kindness and for you, I am hoping to see you and everyone for the first time." There's a chance that the transplant won't be successful, and he'll feel the pain of it, but he knows he'll survive whatever the outcome.

He lowers his hand, "You can rest here. You earned it. It's quiet here, especially at night. I appreciate the silence when I meditate to help myself go to sleep."

"I probably will rest for awhile longer and enjoy my new room." He wonders what his old roommates will think of the move, and what his new ones will think as well. Considering he has a bit of a rep on the train that isn't the best, and now might be even more unfortunate depending on what people hear about the battle.

"I'll make sure to sleep with my present every night." He holds up the little fox and looks at it again. He's never really had a toy before. It is interesting that Xingchen is the first person to give him candy and now a gift like this.

"If this is every night, at least you know I'm near and it almost feels like home back in Yi City." It's maybe unfortunate that he lets him rest here considering he's blind, which isn't a good match considering his rep. It will have people talking and thinking, but out of all the people, Xingchen knows him best.

It's the first, and he's hoping a gift and a new place to stay will encourage him.

He can hear the happiness in his voice, it's almost cute somehow. "Mm. Be good or else the train might change its mind. I heard it's sentient, so I wonder..." He trails off, feeling his heart flutter. "I wonder if it heard my prayer for you somehow."

"Back before I ruined everything." At least he admits that he did. He understands what he did wrong and accepts it. He can't change it so accepting is all he can do.

"You said a prayer for me, Daozhang?" He tilts his head as he looks at him. Curious as to whether he wished him to come back.

"Xue Yang, that's our past. I thought about it. I wasn't strong enough to stand up for myself or to save Song Lan, A-Qing, or to stop you. That's my deepest regret. If there is anyone to blame, it should be me." He sighs.

How curious is he for wishing him back? "I did. Didn't you get my message..?"

"You mean the one on this thing?" He pulls out the little device and pushes the play button. Xingchen's voice comes out of it and he grins. "I definitely got it, daozhang. I'm still waiting for my cake." He is saving the message so he can listen to it whenever he wants.

Xingchen pouts, feeling a sense of confusion and his cheeks flushed hearing his voice, admitting he has a outburst over him.

With a quiet huff, “You kept it? You really are a cheeky imp. Do you realize that I’m deeply upset? When you died, I thought your body is left on the planet and I already boarded the train. I don’t want anyone left behind including you.”

With a nod, admitting his surrender. “But you returned so I’ll keep my promise to make you that cake.”

A pause, a beat. His heart racing as another emotion rise. “I’m glad you returned. Despite what everyone said about you, I don’t care. I’m glad you’re back A-Yang.”

So turning to him, barely a whisper, expecting, wanting and desiring. Feelings he doesn’t want and shouldn’t have for this wicked gremlin of a man. “So if you want, you can kiss me. But only if you miss me a lot. If it’s little bit or if you just care, then you can hold me instead.”

Xue Yang stares at him in surprise. He never would have expected that turn of events. He feels his heart beat start to race at what the man says. So much has changed for them since Xingchen arrived on the train but he had been content to simply be at the man's side. He didn't really think he would care about him in such a way after everything he had done.

He sets the doll next to him on the bed and reaches out to place a hand on either side of Xingchen's face. "Really daozhang? That's really what you want?" He doesn't want the man to change his mind, or to push him away if he really does go in to kiss him. But his hold on the man's face is gentle so if Xingchen decides to pull away then he can do so.

Xingchen could only see darkness, but there is something comforting in the darkness and his touch. It's accepting and comforting. Through his touch, maybe the other man has truly see the light of his mistakes and if he does, so is he. So he doesn't pull away.

"There's no going back. I heard there's some children crying on the platform today, because a loved one has gone home. I was thinking that's how you felt and I'm beginning to understand. It's lonely and heart-aching." There is sadness and he refuses to cry, admitting the mistake he's going to commit, "Maybe Song Lan can forgive me. And you wouldn't blame me anymore. Should one of us go to the platform..." A pause. "But I have no plan to do so...I can only hope we meet again in the next life."

Ah, that's depressing, given their past. "So, sure. I want it and I want you too. We have a lot of work to do, but if we work together, maybe we can rebuilt the future if you want one with me."

Edited 2020-12-04 00:02 (UTC)

Xue Yang wants to do it. He wants to kiss Xingchen and let all the feelings that have been building up over the last few years to finally be released. But he also knows that they haven't had a lot of time and if he makes a mistake that it could shatter all the progress he has made.

His hands drop down and he wraps them around Xingchen, drawing him into a hug. Holding him tightly but not so much that the man might want to push away.

"Then what I want is to wait. I want it to be the perfect moment, daozhang. Because I want to kiss you more then anything..but that's also why I want it to be the right moment."

Waking up in his room, coming back to the train after dying..the pain that caused Xingchen..this is now the right time. It's the shock of almost losing someone that is driving his desires and that isn't what Xue Yang wants. He wants to prove he isn't going anywhere.

If there is any doubt, it slowly melted away. Feeling the hug, he didn't push him away. He finally felt his sincerity. It's not perfect, but it will do. He hugs him back. His body felt solid, warm, strong, but he felt him distant, that he's trying to reach.

This is the validation he needs that he felt relieved. "So you do care about me, miss me, and want me. That's what I wanted to know."

Quietly, he nuzzles on his shoulder and on his hair. "Xue Yang, I'm blind. I can wait here all day, not going anywhere, and I will not do my chores not until you kiss me because more than anything, that's what I want you to do. Kiss me and make me do nothing but stay here."

Xue Yang laughs softly, "You won't leave here or do your chores until I kiss you? Then what if I refuse to do so just so you will stay in here with me always?"

He is very capable of playing that game just to see if Xingchen will follow through with that statement. He continues to hold him, happy to finally be able to do so.

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