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gentledawn

No, no it wouldn't! Who else is wounded out there? Does he need to run around with a medi-kit?!

"Twenty." Xingchen hisses and tuts, taking another cloth and cleaning some of Xue Yang's cuts gently, "Softly, Xue Yang. Your body is injured."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

Don't worry, he's not dead! ...Probably.

Xue Yang chuckles a little. "This is nothing. You should've seen the other guy." The cuts are shallow and mostly healed over since the fight he'd gotten into had happened a couple of days ago.

From:

gentledawn

...that isn't reassuring.

"I take it you are accustomed to fighting?" Xingchen dabs at a bruise on Xue Yang's cheek, "I can help you heal quicker. I have a Golden Core too and I can pass energy from mine to yours."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

"Mm. Have to be." Fighting over food, or just because some asshole thinks he can impress his friends by getting into it with Xue Yang. Sometimes it's purely self-defense, other times it's to make a point or because someone pissed him off.

"You don't have to do that. It's mostly healed anyway," he says dismissively.

From:

gentledawn

Have to be. Xingchen feels saddened by those words. He squeezes the water from Xue Yang's hair and tries to think what to say. Nothing he thinks of sounds good enough.

"I don't have to do anything. But I want to help you feel better." he shifts so Xue Yang can see his face easily, "You'll sleep better if you're not sore."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

The insistence makes him feel a little weird inside, but he nods slowly. "Okay then. If you insist."

From:

gentledawn

Pleased, Xingchen rests a hand on Xue Yang's chest. His fingers glow white and then a misty blue as he channels healing energy into the other boy. Only when he is satisfied does he pull back and blink at his new friend with a small smile.

"You're very strong."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

A warm sensation blooms in his chest as the spiritual energy is transferred into him. He blinks a little when Xiao Xingchen is finished. He does... feel better. The cuts on his chest have healed up completely too.

He gives Xiao Xingchen a slightly wary look."...Thanks."

From:

gentledawn

"Soak as long as you like. If you need me, I'll be in the next room." Xingchen strokes over Xue Yang's hair as he stands up. The wary look is cute, but it makes him sad too. What has this poor boy seen and experienced?

Xingchen is certain his Master will love him.

From:

bringingdowndisaster

Definitely more than someone his age should have.

He stays in the bath for a while, just soaking and enjoying the warmth. Once Xiao Xingchen leaves he also takes his glove off and lets his broken hand soak as well. It feels incredibly good for those aching joints...

Once done, he gets out of the tub and dries himself off with a towel. After putting his glove back on he returns to Xiao Xingchen, wearing only a towel around his waist.

From:

gentledawn

Xingchen is only wearing his under-robe when Xue Yang returns. He smiles a little at the lack of clothes and pulls out a clean sleep robe for his friend.

"Put this on. It will keep you warmer than that towel." he holds out the robe so all Xue Yang has to do is slip his arms into the sleeves, "Do you mind sleeping by me? I can rest on the floor if it's a problem."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

Well, he hadn't felt like getting back into his dirty clothes. He takes the sleep robe and lets Xiao Xingchen help him into it. He still doesn't trust the other man's kindness, but he may as well enjoy it for now.

Once the sleep robe is on and the towel discarded, he grabs his dirty ones and discreetly slips his dagger into the sleeve of the new robe. Better safe than sorry.

He then turns back to Xiao Xingchen. "It's fine. I don't mind."

From:

gentledawn

He ties the robe around Xue Yang's waist and then tends to their fire, making sure it won't go out prematurely. If the other boy wants to keep a dagger on him, he doesn't blame him or question why. As it stands, Shuanghua is resting beside Xingchen's side of the bed.

"Then get under the covers. Tonight will be cold."

Something he is sure Xue Yang knows intimately.

From:

bringingdowndisaster

"Mm, it's way worse when you have to sleep outside."

Xue Yang crawls into the bed and slides the dagger in under his pillow. He also casts a curious glance at Xiao Xingchen's sword. "Is that a spiritual sword?" he asks.

From:

gentledawn

"I'm sure." he has had his fair share of sleeping outdoors, but never in the snow. He can't imagine sleeping a wink with every part feeling frozen!

Quietly, he joins Xue Yang in bed and pulls Shuanghua closer so the other boy can see.

"Yes. This is Shuanghua." he pulls the blade from its scabbard, "She goes with me everywhere."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

It's a beautiful sword that definitely suits its wielder.

"'She'?" he asks, a little amused as his eyes trace over the characters inscribed on the sword. He's still learning how to read, so it takes him a moment to realize that it's the name of the sword.

From:

gentledawn

"Mmhm. She is a frost flower." Xingchen nods happily, holding the blade so Xue Yang can take his time in reading the characters, "Have you ever noticed the patterns frost makes? That was the idea behind her."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

"Can't say I ever thought about it before." It's a fitting name though. "Did you forge it yourself?" That's something Xue Yang would definitely be interested in learning...

From:

gentledawn

"I did." he fits Shuanghua back into her scabbard and sets her beside the bed again, "That is one of the best parts of becoming a Cultivator. You can design your own sword."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

"Really?" A bit of childish excitement creeps into Xue Yang's voice.

His only weapon is his dagger. It's nice and ornate, because he stole it from a rich man. The idea of creating his own, personal sword is extremely tempting. He's thought about it before and already has some design ideas in mind, but he hadn't been sure if that's something he'd ever be able to achieve.

Hope is a dangerous thing, but Xue Yang can't help but to feel it.

From:

gentledawn

"Yes, really." Xingchen grins at the enthusiasm and lays back, resting his hands on his stomach, "Think about the design. It should suit your fighting style too."

Coming from the streets, he thinks Xue Yang must be quite...crafty. And clever. He rolls over onto his side, facing the other boy.

"Your sword is your partner. No matter what you face, you face it together."

From:

bringingdowndisaster

"I have some ideas already," Xue Yang admits. A sword that looks dangerous, that will become known for the fear it instills in anyone who sees it...

"Can you fly on your sword?" he asks. "I've heard that some cultivators can do that."

From:

gentledawn

"Yes. If you like, we can ride on it together tomorrow." Xingchen blinks sleepily, "It's a much faster method of travel than on foot. Unless you don't like heights."

Then it's just a much scarier - yet still faster - method of travel!