[ listen man i only report what i have been told. xie lian reaches back to scratch the tiger behind the ears again. it is no longer growling, but it is absolutely continuing to glare at sholmes from where it is settled.
...as for the question. ] Continued on as I was, I suppose. I'm not sure what would have changed.
[ he likely would not have known, and - what he comes from and the world he will return to is a subject he does not want to talk about, either. ]
Ah, that's all well and good. Though with him at your side, I'm sure your road will shine a little brighter.
[A pause.]
If you're returning to something good, all the better. [And his...expression darkens, slightly.] Someone told me that they were going to die when they returned home. I'll ensure that doesn't happen.
[He lays there for a long moment, staring at the sky like he just wants to keep this moment cast in his eyes. He looks over at the two. Brilliant man, brilliant tiger.]
[...And then, without further ado, he moves to stand, turning back towards the two.]
We shall never be friends, shall we, Xie Lian? [A pause.] Of course not. After everything I did to you two.
[He's taking his hat off to dust it off, smiling all the while, but its bittersweet.]
Some wounds run too deep to be crossed, after all.
[ and what to say, to that? the kind hearted prince, fiercely defensive of the people of the world - flower in one hand, sword in the other - is the person that xie lian has always been. he is someone who forgives transgressions, and has forgiven transgressions, because ultimately, he is one of mercy and kindness. someone who believes in choice and chances.
... but he doesn't forget, either.
it is honesty week, after all, so. he tilts his head, and then smiles that small, sheepish smile, brows knitted. ] I wouldn't say that we are not friends, or can not be friends. But, I am not sure things will ever be as they were, no.
... That you would believe that it had the most to do with Baraqiel is part of the reason why. [ because no matter how important baraqiel is to him, that was never the main point. he doesn't seem to want to explain it much beyond that, though. ] I'm happy to work with you until the very end, to support your choices and your happiness, and protect you as I have protected as many people here as I possibly can, but you will find me quite stubborn, too. I have learned many lessons since I was a child, and in my time here, but that will never change.
[ xie lian believed in forevers when he was younger. we will forever be friends. we will forever be together. it is only as he's gotten older that he's learned that those forevers were hard to maintain. ]
[And he turns to Xie Lian, and even though its bittersweet, even though it's a taste of melancholy at the back of his throat, that bridges have been burned, things have been crossed, he's gone down a path that can't be retraced, he knows, that's how life is.]
The person I told you about. The one who died under my watch. His death, one of my greatest failures. I still remember a memory of him quite vividly. I had approached him, and asked him to show me something since we were friends, and he said with such a stern voice "we're not friends". [And a little laugh.] That's how it is, sometimes. Sometimes, people are too similar, or too different, or live in different worlds, or hurt one another too much. They can still be kind to each other, and that being said, I am glad for your kindness. You healed me that day I returned, and I am grateful for that.
[Irene as a beagle gets to her feet, wobbling a little, bleary, tired. She leans against his feet, and he reaches down to pet her]
I'm glad that for a moment, perhaps, I was a ship passing in the night. But as it seems, we must move on to our hopeful shores, yes?
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...as for the question. ] Continued on as I was, I suppose. I'm not sure what would have changed.
[ he likely would not have known, and - what he comes from and the world he will return to is a subject he does not want to talk about, either. ]
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[A pause.]
If you're returning to something good, all the better. [And his...expression darkens, slightly.] Someone told me that they were going to die when they returned home. I'll ensure that doesn't happen.
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Oh? Well - to intervene on the paths of fate is what I would do, too - so, I am glad to hear you say so. Are they aware of your plan?
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[He'll figure out a way. He has to figure out a way. He won't let someone beloved go home and...]
[He just raises his hands to his face and lets out a low sigh.]
Nobody in this world deserves to die.
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[ a little more tired, there, as he continues gently petting the big tiger behind him. ] There is always a path of less bloodshed.
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[He lays there for a long moment, staring at the sky like he just wants to keep this moment cast in his eyes. He looks over at the two. Brilliant man, brilliant tiger.]
[...And then, without further ado, he moves to stand, turning back towards the two.]
We shall never be friends, shall we, Xie Lian? [A pause.] Of course not. After everything I did to you two.
[He's taking his hat off to dust it off, smiling all the while, but its bittersweet.]
Some wounds run too deep to be crossed, after all.
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... but he doesn't forget, either.
it is honesty week, after all, so. he tilts his head, and then smiles that small, sheepish smile, brows knitted. ] I wouldn't say that we are not friends, or can not be friends. But, I am not sure things will ever be as they were, no.
... That you would believe that it had the most to do with Baraqiel is part of the reason why. [ because no matter how important baraqiel is to him, that was never the main point. he doesn't seem to want to explain it much beyond that, though. ] I'm happy to work with you until the very end, to support your choices and your happiness, and protect you as I have protected as many people here as I possibly can, but you will find me quite stubborn, too. I have learned many lessons since I was a child, and in my time here, but that will never change.
[ xie lian believed in forevers when he was younger. we will forever be friends. we will forever be together. it is only as he's gotten older that he's learned that those forevers were hard to maintain. ]
I'm sorry.
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[And he turns to Xie Lian, and even though its bittersweet, even though it's a taste of melancholy at the back of his throat, that bridges have been burned, things have been crossed, he's gone down a path that can't be retraced, he knows, that's how life is.]
The person I told you about. The one who died under my watch. His death, one of my greatest failures. I still remember a memory of him quite vividly. I had approached him, and asked him to show me something since we were friends, and he said with such a stern voice "we're not friends". [And a little laugh.] That's how it is, sometimes. Sometimes, people are too similar, or too different, or live in different worlds, or hurt one another too much. They can still be kind to each other, and that being said, I am glad for your kindness. You healed me that day I returned, and I am grateful for that.
[Irene as a beagle gets to her feet, wobbling a little, bleary, tired. She leans against his feet, and he reaches down to pet her]
I'm glad that for a moment, perhaps, I was a ship passing in the night. But as it seems, we must move on to our hopeful shores, yes?