[ xie lian is here in the park, laying down with his upper half propped up on a familiar looking tiger, staring up at the sky with his hands folded on his chest.
the tiger lifts its head, acknowledging flat with a chuff noise, and then resumes grooming a white ball of fur that looks like it might be san lang. ]
[ the tiger doesn't seem to mind flat's presence at all! why is the tiger here? who knows.
how is he feeling... ]
... Relieved that it's over - this part, at least. [ is what he decides on, after a moment, with a small smile. ] It sounds as if next week will be our final stand.
cute, though. xie lian smiles a little for the both of them - san lang chitters from where he is being groomed aggressively, but grows more serious after the fact. ]
Ah. [ flat your notes ] Very well - whatever we need, I'll try to prepare for, but...
[ ... ]
..I think it is likely that... there is a strong chance I will not be here next week.
I am going to seek Baraqiel's anchor. It sounds as if there is possibly a way to slip between worlds, facilitated as we have done from week to week, and I intend to capitalize on it.
[ he nods, there - determination and confidence as ever, and his expression returns to a softer smile. ] I can promise you that. So - there will be no need to worry about me, alright?
[ baby. xie lian nods, smiling at jack - san lang chitters from his position nearly buried under a giant tiger face and then wriggles free, going to go pay attention to jack properly. ]
Mm. We will.
[ yeah bud!!! ]
Do you want to talk a bit about what's gone on today? [ is it therapy hour ]
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the tiger lifts its head, acknowledging flat with a chuff noise, and then resumes grooming a white ball of fur that looks like it might be san lang. ]
Good evening, Flat.
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[ flat eyes the tiger for a moment, before glancing at san lang, and, finally, at xie lian. ]
Good evening, Xie Lian. How are you feeling?
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how is he feeling... ]
... Relieved that it's over - this part, at least. [ is what he decides on, after a moment, with a small smile. ] It sounds as if next week will be our final stand.
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flat sits in front of xie lian, jack laying down on his lap. ]
It's time to start stocking up. I'm not sure what the dead will need or how we can help them, but we have to be ready.
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cute, though. xie lian smiles a little for the both of them - san lang chitters from where he is being groomed aggressively, but grows more serious after the fact. ]
Ah. [ flat your notes ] Very well - whatever we need, I'll try to prepare for, but...
[ ... ]
..I think it is likely that... there is a strong chance I will not be here next week.
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What?
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I am going to seek Baraqiel's anchor. It sounds as if there is possibly a way to slip between worlds, facilitated as we have done from week to week, and I intend to capitalize on it.
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And you're going to go there alone?
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however. ]
No. There are two others I'll take with me - one who knows the territory, and one person who I trust fighting by my side with my life.
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[ flat nods, giving xie lian a small smile. ]
Well, I know you guys will come back to us. It'll be okay.
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[ he nods, there - determination and confidence as ever, and his expression returns to a softer smile. ] I can promise you that. So - there will be no need to worry about me, alright?
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[ he says it just like that! if xie lian doesn't want him to worry, then he simply won't. ]
We'll be waiting for your return, and we'll finish this game once and for all!
[ jack barks! ]
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Mm. We will.
[ yeah bud!!! ]
Do you want to talk a bit about what's gone on today? [ is it therapy hour ]