[ ... he thinks. the answer is soft, solemn as the grave. at least - ]
...I don't believe it would hide itself from me for long.
[ for a moment, xie lian thinks about the pottery he shattered in the courtyard; he reaches up to scratch san lang behind the ear, as he wriggles closer, under xie lian's hand. ]
But, I do think it is unlikely. Nothing we've seen he so far is close to its style.
[But even he's not dumb enough to tell that this is something that's greatly worrying him.]
[Irene hiccups into a crow - but she recovers well, plucking a small sea shell from the sand before hoping it over to drop it near the Xie Lian on the sand. She squawks. Gift!]
In any case...if you want extra eyes and ears on the lookout for any signs of such a threat, I would be delighted to lend my assistance in any means possible.
he smiles a little at the gift, glancing at sholmes afterwards. goodness, he must look a mess, to be so obvious - xie lian shakes his head as if to clear it, because it isn't so reassuring. the white no face has haunted him every waking and sleeping moment of his life for the past few years; even now, he has nightmares of that half smiling, half crying mask in this strange place. ]
...no, that won't be necessary.
[ as he picks up the little sea shell, he sounds very, very determined, voice low and quiet with a promise. ] If I see that ghost, I'll tear his head asunder from his body before he lays a finger on a single person in this place. Make no mistake.
[ really glad you just walked face first into this trauma button crystal ]
[Look, Sholmes does that. He's a dancing detective. He waltzes into people's hearts.]
I would expect nothing less from your resolve and willpower. I may not know you well, but I can tell these things. Very few things escape the eye of this great detective, and I can cut to the heart of the matter.
[And he smiles, Irene hopping back to alight onto his arm and perch at his shoulder.]
Your grand enemy...well, regardless, we shall hold him in the back of our minds for now. We have a quite new enemy at our shores. We'll need your skills to help face it.
[ that fierceness does fade a bit, at that. sholmes' deduction about a grand enemy (lol) is perfectly correct, and he nods. san lang has depuffed now, though he returns to his curled up noodle spot around xie lian's neck after regarding irene. ]
That's kind of you. [ resolve, willpower... something quiet and shaken in the back of his mind has an entirely different response, but xie lian ignores it, barreling through like always. ] Though, I believe you're correct.
I'd like to return home, but, I want to solve the mysteries of this place and help these children first, too. You as well, detective - though we have no such jobs I've heard of, I think this skill of deduction will certainly be necessary, as well.
Well, you certainly won't see me saying no to applying my skills of deduction anywhere and everywhere, my dear fellow!
[He's practically sparkling as he says that.]
But yes. I shall help where I can. The more the merrier, here, especially when things may come to blows in our near future. I can't say I like the sound of this grand "conflict" those masked figures keep talking about.
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[ ... he thinks. the answer is soft, solemn as the grave. at least - ]
...I don't believe it would hide itself from me for long.
[ for a moment, xie lian thinks about the pottery he shattered in the courtyard; he reaches up to scratch san lang behind the ear, as he wriggles closer, under xie lian's hand. ]
But, I do think it is unlikely. Nothing we've seen he so far is close to its style.
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[But even he's not dumb enough to tell that this is something that's greatly worrying him.]
[Irene hiccups into a crow - but she recovers well, plucking a small sea shell from the sand before hoping it over to drop it near the Xie Lian on the sand. She squawks. Gift!]
In any case...if you want extra eyes and ears on the lookout for any signs of such a threat, I would be delighted to lend my assistance in any means possible.
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he smiles a little at the gift, glancing at sholmes afterwards. goodness, he must look a mess, to be so obvious - xie lian shakes his head as if to clear it, because it isn't so reassuring. the white no face has haunted him every waking and sleeping moment of his life for the past few years; even now, he has nightmares of that half smiling, half crying mask in this strange place. ]
...no, that won't be necessary.
[ as he picks up the little sea shell, he sounds very, very determined, voice low and quiet with a promise. ] If I see that ghost, I'll tear his head asunder from his body before he lays a finger on a single person in this place. Make no mistake.
[ really glad you just walked face first into this trauma button crystal ]
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[Look, Sholmes does that. He's a dancing detective. He waltzes into people's hearts.]
I would expect nothing less from your resolve and willpower. I may not know you well, but I can tell these things. Very few things escape the eye of this great detective, and I can cut to the heart of the matter.
[And he smiles, Irene hopping back to alight onto his arm and perch at his shoulder.]
Your grand enemy...well, regardless, we shall hold him in the back of our minds for now. We have a quite new enemy at our shores. We'll need your skills to help face it.
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That's kind of you. [ resolve, willpower... something quiet and shaken in the back of his mind has an entirely different response, but xie lian ignores it, barreling through like always. ] Though, I believe you're correct.
I'd like to return home, but, I want to solve the mysteries of this place and help these children first, too. You as well, detective - though we have no such jobs I've heard of, I think this skill of deduction will certainly be necessary, as well.
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[He's practically sparkling as he says that.]
But yes. I shall help where I can. The more the merrier, here, especially when things may come to blows in our near future. I can't say I like the sound of this grand "conflict" those masked figures keep talking about.