[ That - makes him laugh, humorlessly. Hua Cheng may have only one eye, but it's keen, and sharp, and he watches every move that Claude makes. It's a predator tracking, considering, but in this case... not attacking. There's no move to follow him, at least not yet. There's no tension in him. Because why attack something that you wish to protect, no matter how much you won't outright speak it?
Once he's at least settled, seated, he looks away from him to look at Xie Lian for another moment. Just a breath, and then he slowly tracks back to where Claude sits. ]
No, it isn't, is it? [ Because there's no greater reality, in the Realm, than knowing that nothing is quite as safe as you hope it to be.
But so many of them are still trying. Hua Cheng can only support them in these efforts, now, as he finds himself always at Xie Lian's side, caring about people here.
This person included. Unfortunate. ] What do you intend to do with that?
i made yall wait so long for like nothing im gomen
[ xie lian isn't the person to handle this, he doesn't think. he knows when to step back, and - he knows san lang is more than capable. xie lian will let him talk, now, instead focusing on pouring the tea and getting that settled for them both.
nothing is safe here. perhaps so, but thinking in such ways is dangerous. ]
(What words does he even say here? There are entirely too many in his head and it feels like he needs to really think about the questions being asked at him. He hasn't felt like this... in years. So hopelessly lost and alone with himself.)
I want to protect everyone.
(And as soon as the words spill from his lips, he wants to cringe because as much as he hopes for this. As much as he wishes for this--)
But I can't.
(There's no way. Every Thursday night, he falls into the same enchanted sleep and can't do anything to stop what happens. Every week, two people die and at best, they can only catch one person. Someone will always get away. If not both. They've already messed up once-- scapegoated one innocent person. Every week, it feels like they vote blindly.)
Keeping secrets, living each week with the dread of death, fighting and arguing for our lives every time... No one should live like this.
(It's a life he'd never wish on anyone. There are people in this world who suffer and in turn, don't care if others suffer the same but that isn't Claude. He's experienced this once before and the last thing he'd want is for anyone else to feel that. To feel this.)
There are... people here who are dear to me. More people than I started off with.
Edited (let me have my puns) 2020-11-01 14:32 (UTC)
[ Listening, and watching, Hua Cheng thinks it best that Claude continues to set aside any belief in the gods. Perhaps at a glance someone would think that he would fit in with the Heavens, but with this -
No, that's not giving Claude enough credit. That's not taking into consideration the depths that contain the reality of who this person is, of the goals he has, the lives that he's been affected by and, in turn, those that he's affected. And once again, something about him resonates with Hua Cheng. There are... people here who are dear to me. More people than I started off with.
A dark laugh leaves him, low and quiet, as he faces that reality himself. But his gaze lifts to Xie Lian, for a moment. Just a decision's worth of time. ]
No one should live like this, and no one should die facing this fear, either. Even if there's a shadow being cast by the Realm, a limbo for people who are removed to enter, it's regardless a death that many aren't prepared for.
[ They can't all be like the Ghost King. They can't all be like any of the other immortals here, used to facing death, with contending with it, with accepting it around them.
A decision is easy enough. ]
You have someone from Swan willing to help you - I can't say I expected I would come to say I cared much about people, either, when we first got here, but I'm not particularly inclined to watch them suffer and sit idly by.
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Once he's at least settled, seated, he looks away from him to look at Xie Lian for another moment. Just a breath, and then he slowly tracks back to where Claude sits. ]
No, it isn't, is it? [ Because there's no greater reality, in the Realm, than knowing that nothing is quite as safe as you hope it to be.
But so many of them are still trying. Hua Cheng can only support them in these efforts, now, as he finds himself always at Xie Lian's side, caring about people here.
This person included. Unfortunate. ] What do you intend to do with that?
i made yall wait so long for like nothing im gomen
nothing is safe here. perhaps so, but thinking in such ways is dangerous. ]
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I want to protect everyone.
(And as soon as the words spill from his lips, he wants to cringe because as much as he hopes for this. As much as he wishes for this--)
But I can't.
(There's no way. Every Thursday night, he falls into the same enchanted sleep and can't do anything to stop what happens. Every week, two people die and at best, they can only catch one person. Someone will always get away. If not both. They've already messed up once-- scapegoated one innocent person. Every week, it feels like they vote blindly.)
Keeping secrets, living each week with the dread of death, fighting and arguing for our lives every time... No one should live like this.
(It's a life he'd never wish on anyone. There are people in this world who suffer and in turn, don't care if others suffer the same but that isn't Claude. He's experienced this once before and the last thing he'd want is for anyone else to feel that. To feel this.)
There are... people here who are dear to me. More people than I started off with.
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No, that's not giving Claude enough credit. That's not taking into consideration the depths that contain the reality of who this person is, of the goals he has, the lives that he's been affected by and, in turn, those that he's affected. And once again, something about him resonates with Hua Cheng. There are... people here who are dear to me. More people than I started off with.
A dark laugh leaves him, low and quiet, as he faces that reality himself. But his gaze lifts to Xie Lian, for a moment. Just a decision's worth of time. ]
No one should live like this, and no one should die facing this fear, either. Even if there's a shadow being cast by the Realm, a limbo for people who are removed to enter, it's regardless a death that many aren't prepared for.
[ They can't all be like the Ghost King. They can't all be like any of the other immortals here, used to facing death, with contending with it, with accepting it around them.
A decision is easy enough. ]
You have someone from Swan willing to help you - I can't say I expected I would come to say I cared much about people, either, when we first got here, but I'm not particularly inclined to watch them suffer and sit idly by.