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Deathwarden Ianthe Tridentaruis ([personal profile] princess_of_ida) wrote2030-05-28 06:33 pm

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Three for the gleam of a jewel or a smile.



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poorlittlesange: (concerned!!)

[personal profile] poorlittlesange 2024-01-08 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Jin Guangyao allows a very short spell of silence to fall between them after she speaks, letting himself feel the full weight of her words and their unsettling implications.

He folds his hands neatly behind his back. "You believe there will be more deaths," he supplies quietly. "More murders, or worse."
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[personal profile] poorlittlesange 2024-01-09 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
The Void. An established and accepted part of everyday life for the townsfolk and the other Void-touched, but something that is so at odds with Jin Guangyao's understanding of how the universe works; he can't help the instinctive dread that wells up inside of him at the thought of it. He drops his gaze to the floor and delicately presses his thumb into his palm behind his back to still his impulse to fidget; he won't betray his fear, even before an ally. (A prospective ally, anyway.)

"Permit me to apologize for my ignorance," he prefaces with carefully performed chagrin, eyes widening a little. "There is still much for me to learn about this place and its mysteries, but... I still don't fully understand." A pause, and he frees a hand for one short, elegant gesture. "What the Void is, or how it works. Or how it is connected to everything else."