CLOSED | burning in the line of fire

[eepy]

WHO: blade, dan heng, jing yuan & kafka
WHAT: first chaotic group outing of many
WHERE: the onsen
WHEN: vague hand gestures
WARNINGS: nudity? kafka with a riding crop, idk? will update when necessary



[ listen, if jingliu can set up a reunion between the old members of the high-cloud quintet with all of them leaving said reunion still alive despite the trauma, then jing yuan can too. it's inevitable, after all, given their current circumstances, and it's better to get things, hangups and baggages resolved and set aside sooner than later on the battlefield.

of course, with his gifts as the divine foresight, the general can easily foresee this as either a disaster waiting to happen or a peaceful gathering of old enemies-to-friends (acquaintances?). nevertheless, he sends a message to both kafka and Dan Heng: ]

The moon makes for a wonderful sight tonight here at the inn while soaking in the baths. Shall we drink our worries away before we're called for duty?

[ he trusts kafka knows who to bring, or drag if that's more appropriate.

jing yuan, on the other hand, will make sure there's alcohol snuck in and the open-air bath and a room will be available for their use for the next few hours. surely, the innkeepers won't be able to resist him. ]

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[collator]

[ for all it's worth, there are valuable points being brought up (they're on the same team, what would they do if forced to work together, etc.), but the reality of the situation itself feels bizarre. it feels as though just a moment prior to this he was in the express, surrounded by the chill air of the archives with march and the trailblazer's voices louder than everyone else's coming from outside. that felt like home, a warm comfort in his distant heart.

surrounding himself with two enemies of the express, brought forcefully outside of his comfort zone by someone he trusts (trusted...??) feels almost like one of the nightmares dan heng is often plagued with. like at any moment now he would wake up and be home, except it never comes.

although the cup of wine is accepted with a degree of hesitance, dan heng's expression only grows more and more clouded by doubt. he's just going to hold it the entire time and not take a single sip, sorry man. ]

... We can have meetings. Dinners and other gatherings can be considered at a later time.

[ dinners are... a little too intimate and personal for his tastes. thank you for your consideration. ]

[eepy]

[ you know what's cray-cray? notifs not showing up

it doesn't take a genius to realize what dan heng's feelings on the matter might be, and jing yuan understands if he'll take a moment or ten to absorb everything and settle down. perhaps this was too much of an upending of his world, but in a place where conflict is brewing on the horizon, they barely have enough time to sort out their feelings.

that can be revisited later on, perhaps even after they've returned to their original lives. for now, he smiles apologetically at the younger male; he'll accept his ire and the renewal of his doubt, for now. ]

Very well, your compromise is a start.

[ he won't force dan heng to drink the wine, either. instead, he places a gentle hand on his shoulder for a brief moment before he pulls it away. ]

The next time will have a word of warning prior, at least.