"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."
"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...
"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."
"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.
"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."
"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!
"Alright," he responds and yawns. He doesn't want to fall asleep before Xiao Xingchen, but he's slept badly the past couple of nights and it's definitely taken its toll.
Even that yawn is cute. Xingchen smiles softly and closes his eyes, hoping to give Xue Yang some sense of comfort. It's okay for him to let his guard down. They are protected by Shuanghua.
In the morning, Xingchen wakes first and makes sure they have breakfast prepared. He then bathes and gets ready for the day, walking back into the bedroom in much the same state Xue Yang had been in the night before.
At least one of those limbs had ended up on Xingchen - much to his amusement when he woke. But he is much too accustomed to rising early to stay in bed, though he tried to be as quiet as possible. He isn't expecting Xue Yang to be awake when he returns from the bath and his cheeks pink immediately.
"...good morning." he ducks towards the armoire and pulls out his robes, dropping the towel when he is certain he won't be flashing his friend.
Xue Yang yawns and rubs sleep from his eyes. He does feel well-rested for once. No uncomfortable soreness or bodily fluids drying on his skin, which is a nice change.
He gets out of the bed, though not before sliding his dagger back into the sleeve of the sleep robe. He decides to use it as a new inner robe since his own is dirty. His outer robe is as well, but this way he won't need to have it directly against his skin. He puts his outer robe back on and ties it closed.
He has his own comb, though it's quality is not as good as the one that Xiao Xingchen had used. It doesn't matter. He swiftly combs through his hair and then ties it back up with his ribbon.
He won't have to ever experience that again if Xingchen has his way. If any man approached Xue Yang for those services, he would draw Shuanghua immediately. His friend is his to protect.
Once he is suitably dressed, he returns to Xue Yang and smiles. He really can't help it. The other has such a cute, mischievous face!
"Are you ready to fly?" he motions to their breakfast, "Eat and then we can be on our way. Oh... Which reminds me..."
Xingchen reaches into his pouch and produces two cloaks. Warm cloaks. He wraps one of them around his friend's shoulders.
Xue Yang takes the cloak, running his fingers over the material. It's better quality than anything he's ever owned before, and it's not even that fancy. It makes him a little angry for a moment, but not at Xiao Xingchen. He's just kind of... mad at the world. He puts the cloak on without a word and seats himself at the table to eat. He's never going to turn down a meal - especially when it's free.
As he eats something occurs to him. "Hey, Xiao Xingchen... can we get some sweets at the market before we leave?"
He hasn't been able to get some for a while. The candy stand vendors around are especially wary of him since he's stolen from them a lot, which has made it a little more difficult to get away with it. Especially lately. So he hasn't been able to have any. He suspects that he can easily get Xiao Xingchen to pay for some sweets. The man is clearly too nice for his own good.
The world hasn't been fair, but it rarely is, sadly. Xingchen has been lucky and he is ready and willing to share what he has been given. Maybe to make the world a little fairer - or simply because he likes Xue Yang.
Xingchen helps himself to some fruit, arching a graceful brow at the question. Candy? A small smile begins to form on his lips.
"Of course." as if he would ever say no to such a cute request! Now he knows more about his friend; he has a sweet tooth.
"I'm eager to see which are your favorites." and he won't forget~
At least the thought of candy makes him feel better. Excited by the prospect of it, he starts to eat his breakfast even faster.
"Mm... I like a lot of different kinds. You got enough money for it, gege?" Xue Yang teases. He might just drain Xiao Xingchen's coin purse if he lets him...
"You're so eager." he chuckles and follows, gathering Shuanghua. Instead of going to the door, he opens the window. Unsheathing his sword, he steps onto it and holds out his hand to Xue Yang.
Gege. Xingchen blushes and then chuckles at the name.
"Call me Xingchen. We're going to be fellow students soon enough." he smiles softly, encouraging Xue Yang to join him on the blade. When the other boy does, he pulls him close, holding him snugly and safely in his arms as the sword lifts off of the ground.
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Date: 2023-01-23 10:49 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2023-01-23 10:54 am (UTC)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."
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Date: 2023-01-23 10:59 am (UTC)"Can you fly on your sword?" he asks. "I've heard that some cultivators can do that."
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Date: 2023-01-23 11:25 am (UTC)Then it's just a much scarier - yet still faster - method of travel!
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Date: 2023-01-23 12:03 pm (UTC)Once he does, he falls asleep pretty quickly.
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Date: 2023-01-23 12:06 pm (UTC)With just a towel to hide him.
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Date: 2023-01-23 12:11 pm (UTC)When he wakes up it's just in time to see a freshly bathed Xiao Xingchen step into the room.
Shit, he must have slept like the dead to not wake up earlier. He feels for the dagger under his pillow, reassured when he touches the hilt.
He then sits up and runs a hand through his sleep-mussed hair. "Morning."
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Date: 2023-01-24 01:51 am (UTC)"...good morning." he ducks towards the armoire and pulls out his robes, dropping the towel when he is certain he won't be flashing his friend.
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Date: 2023-01-24 06:49 am (UTC)He gets out of the bed, though not before sliding his dagger back into the sleeve of the sleep robe. He decides to use it as a new inner robe since his own is dirty. His outer robe is as well, but this way he won't need to have it directly against his skin. He puts his outer robe back on and ties it closed.
He has his own comb, though it's quality is not as good as the one that Xiao Xingchen had used. It doesn't matter. He swiftly combs through his hair and then ties it back up with his ribbon.
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Date: 2023-01-25 03:09 am (UTC)Once he is suitably dressed, he returns to Xue Yang and smiles. He really can't help it. The other has such a cute, mischievous face!
"Are you ready to fly?" he motions to their breakfast, "Eat and then we can be on our way. Oh... Which reminds me..."
Xingchen reaches into his pouch and produces two cloaks. Warm cloaks. He wraps one of them around his friend's shoulders.
"The wind can be cold."
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Date: 2023-01-25 01:57 pm (UTC)As he eats something occurs to him. "Hey, Xiao Xingchen... can we get some sweets at the market before we leave?"
He hasn't been able to get some for a while. The candy stand vendors around are especially wary of him since he's stolen from them a lot, which has made it a little more difficult to get away with it. Especially lately. So he hasn't been able to have any. He suspects that he can easily get Xiao Xingchen to pay for some sweets. The man is clearly too nice for his own good.
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Date: 2023-01-26 10:49 am (UTC)Xingchen helps himself to some fruit, arching a graceful brow at the question. Candy? A small smile begins to form on his lips.
"Of course." as if he would ever say no to such a cute request! Now he knows more about his friend; he has a sweet tooth.
"I'm eager to see which are your favorites." and he won't forget~
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Date: 2023-01-26 04:26 pm (UTC)"Mm... I like a lot of different kinds. You got enough money for it, gege?" Xue Yang teases. He might just drain Xiao Xingchen's coin purse if he lets him...
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Date: 2023-01-27 06:15 am (UTC)"I do." he promises, though he doesn't show where he keeps his pouch, "You're kind enough to keep me company. It's the least I can do to repay you."
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Date: 2023-01-27 10:37 am (UTC)He pats himself down to make sure he has his dagger and coinpurse and then he follows Xiao Xingchen.
He gives his outstretched hand a slightly wary look, but then takes it and lets himself be pulled up onto the sword.
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Date: 2023-01-27 10:57 am (UTC)"Call me Xingchen. We're going to be fellow students soon enough." he smiles softly, encouraging Xue Yang to join him on the blade. When the other boy does, he pulls him close, holding him snugly and safely in his arms as the sword lifts off of the ground.
And then they are flying outside.
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