[consider this a declaration of intent: wei wuxian, self-aware and appropriately versed in the comedies of shameless enticement, is inviting one and all (for some measure of all, as he is only one man with two hands) to take part in a little... experiment.]
as the snow thaws, as new grass springs from the earth, as the sun rises, warmer— i offer my hand to hold, without question, without judgment.
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a favor for a favor: a confidence, a deed, or a kiss. my ask: a child's toy for gusu lan's hanguang-jun, in honor of his fatherhood.
[ Struck rather speechless by the announcement of a Moonblessed's recent parentage, and therefore the subsequent arrival of a child, Binghe struggles to make heads or tails of this for a while.
One of the stipulations of this world had been that none here were able to create a family. If there was any sort of balance to be had in this world, then there was a sense of logic in holding at bay not only the iron-fast grip of death, but preventing even a glimmer of new life forged between the unions here.
Binghe hadn't given it much thought at the time, his interests a far cry from those bound to produce heirs. But now it rises to the surface in stark contrast to the news. The clash of facts against this prosperous fabled child leaves his interest piqued enough to entertain the message. ]
Congratulations to Gusu Lan's esteemed Hanguang-Jun.
Since I've been so cordially invited to take part, it'd be an honor to oblige. Keeping in mind the stipulations you've offered in return.
[ Luo Binghe is in no hurry to make waves now that he's been given a new life with his Shizun suddenly alive and well. That means he's more than inclined to be on his very best behavior, including bestowing all the formal niceties he's dropped in normal conversation that suddenly seem relevant now.
...Not that any of this will him from holding the messenger to his promise of a favor in return. ]
But first, shouldn't I know if it's a son or daughter that's being welcomed? And the age of the child in question?
no subject
as the snow thaws,
as new grass springs from the earth,
as the sun rises, warmer—
i offer my hand to hold,
without question,
without judgment.
-
a favor for a favor: a confidence, a deed, or a kiss. my ask: a child's toy for gusu lan's hanguang-jun, in honor of his fatherhood.
no subject
One of the stipulations of this world had been that none here were able to create a family. If there was any sort of balance to be had in this world, then there was a sense of logic in holding at bay not only the iron-fast grip of death, but preventing even a glimmer of new life forged between the unions here.
Binghe hadn't given it much thought at the time, his interests a far cry from those bound to produce heirs. But now it rises to the surface in stark contrast to the news. The clash of facts against this prosperous fabled child leaves his interest piqued enough to entertain the message. ]
Congratulations to Gusu Lan's esteemed Hanguang-Jun.
Since I've been so cordially invited to take part, it'd be an honor to oblige. Keeping in mind the stipulations you've offered in return.
[ Luo Binghe is in no hurry to make waves now that he's been given a new life with his Shizun suddenly alive and well. That means he's more than inclined to be on his very best behavior, including bestowing all the formal niceties he's dropped in normal conversation that suddenly seem relevant now.
...Not that any of this will him from holding the messenger to his promise of a favor in return. ]
But first, shouldn't I know if it's a son or daughter that's being welcomed? And the age of the child in question?