The next time he visits, he pauses by the pool. As always. Looks around with a flicker of curiosity - he can feel he's being watched. So he moves on...flicking his fingers to flip the tortoise over when he's further away than before.
Come on, little tortoise, grow stronger and learn to be less helpless!
The baby tortoise cries in frustration and Xingchen is quick to place him back on his feet. Then he follows the deity, his robes fluttering behind him thanks to his speed. He is focused on this task! He must learn more. Who is this deity?
"You should be ashamed of yourself! He is only a little tortoise. He doesn't bother anyone!"
"He is my Master." Xingchen comes to a halt, scowling though he does remember his manners enough to bow, "I am only a stray spirit that was called to Heaven."
By the tortoise he presumes. His image flickers - sometimes he is blindfolded, the bandage bloody - and other times he has his eyes.
Ying Yuan nods at the bow, barely, and ponders that assumption. He's more interested in how the spirit's image flickers.
"Do you remember your life?" Because...simply put...the tortoise is an idle amusement. This fierce spirit could provide much more a break in Heaven's dull plod.
This deity is gorgeous, but Xingchen believes in justice and even now, broken as he is, he tries to adhere to it. The deep gash on his neck is visible too, flickering, as his spirit reveals the damage.
"...yes." he answers hollowly, "I was a Cultivator who allowed himself to be fooled into murdering an entire village."
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Date: 2022-08-08 11:04 pm (UTC)The next time he visits, he pauses by the pool. As always. Looks around with a flicker of curiosity - he can feel he's being watched. So he moves on...flicking his fingers to flip the tortoise over when he's further away than before.
Come on, little tortoise, grow stronger and learn to be less helpless!
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Date: 2022-08-09 09:22 am (UTC)"You should be ashamed of yourself! He is only a little tortoise. He doesn't bother anyone!"
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Date: 2022-08-09 09:36 am (UTC)"What is he to you?"
Such a tiny creature to have such a fierce defender. Is he jealous? No. That can't be it.
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Date: 2022-08-09 09:51 am (UTC)By the tortoise he presumes. His image flickers - sometimes he is blindfolded, the bandage bloody - and other times he has his eyes.
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Date: 2022-08-09 09:58 am (UTC)"Do you remember your life?" Because...simply put...the tortoise is an idle amusement. This fierce spirit could provide much more a break in Heaven's dull plod.
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Date: 2022-08-09 10:40 am (UTC)"...yes." he answers hollowly, "I was a Cultivator who allowed himself to be fooled into murdering an entire village."