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[localweirdo]

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un: riptide; text

[narbrawl]

How do you feel about lunch tomorrow? My treat, of course.

Text | un: Pantsonpyre

[localweirdo]

Now this is a lovely surprise! I would love to have lunch with you! Is there a special reason why?

[narbrawl]

No special reason, I just thought we could catch up. From what I can tell timelines here don't always seem to match, even between people who come from the same worlds.

text, un: autumn

[rainswords]

To the lady of The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor,

Admit defeat, our last encounter in the battle of words I do believe I was the winner. Although I suppose you were the champion when it came to vanishing ale. However, there was a hefty fine for you to pay for that victory. Hu Tao, let's never drink like that again. That brew was far stronger than anything I've partaken of before, and it's the same for you. We need to pace ourselves. Not that I am suggesting we go about drinking again.

Also, I cannot seem to find my white shorts. The ones composed of that textile produced using a twill weave. You wouldn't happen to know where they might be would you? I already checked under the bed and the sofa.

One more thing, before I forget. Are you planning to attend the festivities the alliance is hosting? You know the one with the artificial beach. There is someone wishing for my company, so I suppose that has swayed my decision.

Your friend,
Xingqiu

Text | un: Pantsonpyre

[localweirdo]

[Well then...!]

To the young gentlemen of the Feiyun Commerce Guild,

I suppose I can't deny your way with words were much better than mine. I will admit defeat for now but I do expect a rematch at another time. Perhaps we can invite Chongyun and he shall be the one to decide the winner? I also agree, we should probably never drink again. At least, until we build up our alcohol tolerance.

As for the shorts, did you leave it by the kitchen? I think that is where I last saw it.

But I do plan on it! But tell me, who are you going with?

Sincerly,
Hu Tao

[rainswords]

To my friend: the dark alley sonneteer,

Goodness, it's not been long since your last defeat and already you seek to wield your words in battle. Then let's engage in combat once more, and yes, dear Chongyun may join us. It would be best to have an impartial judge settle on a winner. I do believe the sole reason for my last victory was your inebriated state.

And did I? What an odd place to store clothing but you know what, I'll check the kitchen as soon as I am home.

As for who I am heading to that beach with that would be no one. I plan to meet my friend over there, he was very persistent in attempting to convince me to attend that gathering so I felt it would only be proper to comply. We'll be building a sandcastle together. His name is Yuuji, he is from the department, so I am not sure if you've exchanged words with him.

Xingqiu

text, un: autumn — (idk probs during the curse time)

[rainswords]

To the lady of The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor,

It is unfortunate that we became separated but I do trust you to keep yourself safe. Although now I've heard you've been selected for a grand endeavor. I won't worry but rather expect you to return in full health and we must continue weaving verses, trying to capture emotion in words. Although I've gone ahead in attempts to offer aid, there is little for me to do, so in the meantime, I offer you this to read.

Summer warmth inspired the locale, a memory of ocean brine and sea breeze. Sand soft, a caress with each step taken, the shore dotted by curious souls wandering in to enjoy a manufactured season indoors. The city's denizens only have memories of the beach to accompany them. Only a few note the distinct differences, musing on thoughts of their homelands. Truly most have come to enjoy a short reprieve from the monotony of daily life. A short pause to what they've come to know as expected; even in hell there is an established norm, there are boundaries.

Within the venue, the sea alone won't entertain guests; amusement can be found just about anywhere. Games inspire friendly competition between the factions, a respite from disputes, it's momentary harmony. Yet it's not the souls that gather here that are most disjointed. At the highest point, the pinnacle of leadership, each faction's master has their own goals but the discord between a certain two is the most obvious. No opportunity goes to waste, and neither passes up the chance to disparage the other.

There is a long history of strife, grievances, and conflict. The hostilities between them reach all times highs, but like the moon that governs the tides, it wanes and waxes. Friction settles and within this manufactured setting conflict smooths, wounds heal though scars remain as always. Nothing can be discarded nor forgotten but kindled by the warm sands there is a sense of nostalgia that only two aged souls can experience.

The competitive streak between them reaches a high that remains strangely amicable despite the pair's recent dispute. The lady offers coy laughter and wistful smiles while the gentleman, in turn, grows frustratingly embarrassed while willing to remain calm, and civil. The two contradict everything everyone has come to know about their connection.

Calid waters, soft breeze, along with the laughter of merrymakers, all make for a balmy day of early summer. Some attribute this temporary retreat to be the reason that two hearts apart manage to reconnect. However, the day does not last, as lights dim and fires are lit all signal the coming end. Before the night comes to a close, prior to the illusion ends, as the seconds continue to tick away; It's in these last vestiges of reprieve that the two realize there is very little time for emotions to be put into words.

By the shore, far from prying eyes and ears the two reconverge. The depth of sentiment is deeper than an ocean; the time left is short but it matters not as even if there were countless hours for the two to speak they could never quite put into words every emotion roused upon this day.

Lady Tenkohime's ageless beauty is not only highlighted by the glow of distant firelight but the serenity with which she carried herself throughout the day. Such grace is complemented by her companion's well-mannered behavior of the evening, discard is a Master Toraguma's ruthless demeanor if just for an evening. Words flow with an ease that hasn't felt natural in ages, there is a comfort that settles between the two.

The heaviness of heart cannot be restrained, curtains must close, and the moment must end. The following morning would be a return to routine.

It's just a rough draft, don't think much of it yet I would still value your opinion.

Your friend as always,
Xingqiu.

[localweirdo]

[Hu Tao didn't respond immediately for her mission came first! By the time she responded back, it was early in the morning as she spent her day in the hospital.]

To the gentlemen of the Feiyun Commerce Guild,

Is this what you've written while I had gone to help the Enma? I am impressed! To think, you've written this in a short period of time! It appears that once I am out of the hospital, we must continue to collaborate as we continue this story of yours!

For what you have written, I do believe it is good. Although, perhaps we can add in some more emotions between the two faction's leaders? I do wish to read more into how Tenkohime feels about Toraguma! Or maybe we can have another leader be involved? Or would that be something for the next installment?

I cannot wait to hear your thoughts.

Hu Tao

[rainswords]

[ There is no expectation of receiving an immediate answer when he is well aware that Hu Tao has plunged straight into danger. All he can hope is that by morning he would hear back from her. Waking Xingqiu is pleasantly surprised to find a text. ]

Wanderer Among Lark Notions Unbiding Tunes,

I expect to find you well despite your current stay at the hospital. Hm. Perhaps I should visit? There is no reason now to postpone our next poetry session, no there is no need for us to craft any works while you're in recovery. A challenge will come once you're fully healed. For now, why don't I read to you some poems in a collection I've found?

As for my recent work, you are correct, I managed to write that short story in a single night while locked away avoiding that dreadful rain. I am glad I can turn to you for advice, without an editor I hardly find anything I write suitable for publishing. Already you made a valid point but experience is what I lack to put down romantic sentiments to paper. I do have some ideas for the next segment of the tale but I will have to observe the two primary subjects further to fully grasp in what direction I wish for the story to continue.

As for the other two leaders, I have yet to decide what role they must play. Well, that's not entirely true but I won't spoil anything for you.

Hope to see you soon,
Xingqiu

surprise chopstick tutoring gift

[narbrawl]

[that's weird, the window's open and there's a little ghost fella sitting on hu tao's table, wonder how that got there

(like this thats how)]

[text] pretend this is the day after the tower team's success

[fuckdogramagra]

[ It might seem a little out of nowhere, but this one would have taken him longer to compose anyway- this is someone he knows, and wants to know better, and that sort of bleeds a little in to his own writing. ]

Hu Tao,

I heard from my [ Aw, to hell with it, he's not gonna lie about it to someone he's spoken to on and off for a month and change- ] partner Minakami that you were one of his team-mates during the mission in to Kaigo no Bou. I wanted to thank you for helping to keep him safe; he means the world to me, and knowing that you were there to help fills me with relief.

I also wanted to thank you for your part in stopping the nightmarish blood rain, of course, as well as acting as a representative of Sutoku, and being present alongside the Daitengu...but, perhaps more embarrassingly, I wanted to thank you as a potential friend, too. I hope you are well, after all is said and done, and that this message isn't strange or overly maudlin.

-Tama

[localweirdo]

Tama,

It's not a problem! If anything, he should be getting all the gratitude for attempting to throw the knife at the entity! I'm afraid I didn't do much outside of providing support to the rest of my teammates. To be honest, I'm not sure why you are giving me such praise. You should be thanking Cloud as well for being a better representative of Sutoku after all he done!

And honestly, please don't feel like you're being strange! You are talking to someone who is used to working with dead bodies. Weirdness might as well be a part of my name!

Hu Tao

[fuckdogramagra]

This may not be the most appropriate time to write this, but...a heroic sacrifice is hardly 'heroic', to me. It's just a tragedy that people need to find meaning in.

Real praise should go to those who support and help others, first and foremost- it's not one great act that saves the world, but many small ones. You were all able to prevent a great catastrophe by working together, so please don't feel as if your part in the matter was small. Frankly, given the Enma's crass behavior, I would say you more than did your part anyway. I would have stabbed him in the finger for that. (ㆆ‸ㆆ#) But I'm finding I may not be his 'biggest fan' after what Minakami told me, either way about it.

I might not be as acquainted with the dead, but only me and my grandmother are left of my family. Maybe that makes it hard for me to find warm comfort in these sorts of matters...not that I would disparage anyone for what they did, of course, as I'm proud of all ten of you being willing to take risks for the rest of us. I hope that you're all okay, and I'm still thankful to every one of you for helping to save Jigoku and coming back alive and safe.

Except the Enma, who is an absolute jerk!!! ヽ(`⌒´#)ノ

birthdayyy

[narbrawl]

[Childe drops by pretty early in the day. Along with a hair ruffle, he presents her with a tin of freshly baked walnut cookies and a small hair pin. Happy birthday, ghoul girl!!]

delivery

[mahoraga]

[ Hu Tao will receive a package containing a pair of red long socks and a black umbrella. Boring but practical gifts. There is a handwritten note: ]


To Hu Tao,

The sun can be quite bad in summer, so stay in the shade if you can. Happy birthday.

- Fushiguro Megumi

delivery; July 15th

[fullgauntlet]

[Izuku will leave a gift to be unwrapped for Hu Tao on her birthday as well! Can't leave a birthday twin hanging.

A gift wrapped in neat red paper which reveals a notebook and a matching pen.]

Hu Tao-san,

I hope you have a great birthday too. Thanks for all the help on the beach.

-Izuku

backdated to 15 july because i'm great like that

[unalign]

It seems like Hell follows Teyvat's calendar, too.

May you have the happiest birthday.

[ all she can afford is a little trinket, seeing that she's just arrived. but she neatly packages it before she sends it off to hu tao as a present. ]

Audio - UN: Keystone (CW some nudity if it goes to action, but otherwise clean)

[swordofhisou]

[There's a soft, sort of vague laugh followed by a cough and a bit of an audible wince before the voice comes on. Tenshi sounds pretty pleased with herself even if she did just hiss.]

Hey, so... uh, Hu Tao. I have kind of a favor to ask of you? You free? Totally have some drink vouchers in it for you if you help me out here.

[localweirdo]

[While Hu Tao wanted to enjoy her time in the festival, she wasn't going to leave a friend behind. So when she heard her message, she couldn't help but worry.]

I am free but what's wrong? What happened? Is everything okay?

[swordofhisou]

Oh, it's fine. Everything's fine. I just... kind of need a change of clothes. My last set is a little ... and don't freak out, but it's kind of burned to a crisp. Except for the boots. My boots are fine.

[She laughed and coughed once, wincing again before giggling to herself.]

But don't worry. There's no problem. Trust me.

delivery — (backdated to walnut day)

[rainswords]

[ Within their studio flat, which is surprisingly organized compared to the state it has been for the past few weeks in part to some effort from him and a friend, upon the single bed long relinquished to her, a gift is left. It's a small package, wrapped in an unorthodox color combination, within there is a gift and an envelope. It was thought she would appreciate the choices made, the shirt was kind of funny. As for what is contained within the envelope, there is a short message along with a considerable sum of money that two ranked members can afford to give.

As for the message itself, while they may not be entirely Chongyun's words it was all written by him otherwise she wouldn't be able to read anything. Xingqiu's handwriting is not improving. ]

midst summer heat alongside the sea
peculiarly winter's scent blooms
single floret on a barren branch
darling, daring, follows her own rhyme

Happy birthday, Hu Tao! We know it isn't much but we do hope to give you a headstart on opening your own business. You know if you need further assistance you can call either one of us to help. We'd be happy to do so.

Your friends,
Chongyun and Xingqiu

text, un: autumn

[rainswords]

There isn't much to say here. I am going to assume you plan to attend the festival along with everyone else. Well, in that case, I'll give you a fairly early warning. Be careful out there.

Text | un: Pantsonpyre

[localweirdo]

Don't worry, I will. I can safely say after what I heard and went through, I'm fully prepared for anything!

[rainswords]

Then good luck out there. Tell me all about it when you return.

ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴅᴇᴡ

[rainswords]

This day has come at last.

Blazing heat, vibrant warmth: The height of summer just about coincides with your birth. Our exorcist friend was born on the day that transitions to Autumn, the same time when temperatures cool and rain follows. Now cool weather turns cold, not enough for frost, greeting us instead will be beads of moisture.

Do you know what I don't do? No tears are shed, there is only dew.

As the evening rolls and turns to night, the last echoes of today cannot come to end without flare. So when the lights are out, as my father and brother turn in for the night I plan to take this sword I've procured out for sights.

Well, I won't be young forever. Perhaps this could be the last adventure I have on my birthday. Though my hopes are that is not the case. Do you know what really would have made today great? Having you here with me too.

Perhaps, next year, then maybe I can decide the type of get-together I will have and then you can be at the top of the guest list. Hope we can talk another time, chat away the night, and stitch together some lines.