𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝑜'

He drifts where the night wind blows

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang was surprised when the other got up to help him still not used to such aid, his cheeks reddened and his smile growing as his outer robe was helped from his shoulders and placed to the side. Being here he was happy it wasn't as crowded where they were making it better for his nerves, the sense of others bustling a bit of a trigger at the moment. But none the less he was happy that In-Soo has wanted to see him.

As he sat the flutter of his clothes fanned out, his eyes looking around before catching what the other wore and finding it rather nice, fitting and well tailored. Even if he didn't seem it Hua loved fabric and fashion very much even going so far as to making his own clothes. It made his hands fumble a little in excitement to tell him, his hands opening the cute notebook and taking out his periwinkle pen.

"It's so good to see you! You look so nice dressed up, it suits you! How have you been? I am sorry I haven't been around much, I have been trying to heal and my leg just... How have you been?"

[mpinsoo]

Once the coat was put aside, In-Soo waited for Huachang to settle down before sitting back. He took a few moments to stare at the other. He was looking like a delicate flower, even more than usual, but his smile was illuminating his features and the vet loved to see that happiness on the other. 

In-Soo watched as his companion wrote in his notebook, grabbing his phone, ready to prepare an answer to whatever question would come his way. He smiled as he read the message, a light blush appearing on his cheeks at the compliments.

"Thank you, you look great too !" he wrote in his notes app. "I've got a difficult summer but I'm ok now." The vet hesitated an instant, not wanting to pry too much. "What happened to your leg ?"

[huahuaxmp]

Leaning closer Hua read the little note and smiled at the fact the other was so considerate. Though he could hear just fine meeting in places where a lot of people were often overwhelmed him and having quiet conversation like this was relaxing and refreshing, people and crowds were just hard. Seeing the other was having a difficult time he still smiled but asked as he answered, concerned about the other more than himself so the reply to the other was brief compared to what was being asked of the other. "Oh I just fell while dancing and it broke but what happened? Why did you have a bad summer will you tell me about it please? Was it because someone was bad? Did someone do something? Or did things not go well?"

[huahuaxmp]

Xiannu & Huli

-for the sweet and sassy fox @vulpe-mp

He had been so distressed after the accident, unable to really do much of anything thinking if anyone saw him this way they would find him use less and not want him around. Though that wasn't how the people he has met are the underlining trauma of what his parents inflicted, adding to the mental trauma of being subjected to the things they put him through so he would be perfect in their eyes. Huachang was stuck thinking that way. That without the ability to fulfill something he was not worthy.

The light of his phone flashed as the charge fed it life, a device he rarely used and only recently was given to him. Where he grew up technology was not around being told it was to mind numbing for their regal society so the introduction to it was like whiplash. Huachang waited for the device to come to life jumping at the way it suddenly started tp seize at the amount of messages he was receiving. One chime after the other the demigod stared until it stopped finally reaching for it with a cautious hand. Sliding it open since there was no lock it surprised him to see someone had worried about him. Hua hadn't let the phone charge after it died thinking no one would notice his absence but here, Vulpe, the one he had met under the tree in his past time of distress was. The texts went from casual hellos, to worried questions, asking where he was to all caps saying he better be okay, Huachang felt a ping of guilt in his chest and messaged back quickly no longer wanted them to wait.

Text > Huli Hello, I did not receive these messages as my phone was dead. I am so sorry I worried you so much... I didn't think anyone would notice I was gone since I am currently not useful to the world.

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang stared at the wrap around his leg knowing full well he was not getting proper treatment for it, going out was too much for him and the shame drilled into his head was so deep. Don't be seen if you aren't able to be useful, doctors are a waste o money on someone like him unless mother got attention for it. There was only doctors called if he was sick and his mother could make people feel bad for what was going on, gain sympathy and popularity.

It was a bad habit made by bad people and the demigod was not at all sure how to get passed it or if he even could. Suddenly his head hurt, do did his throat. When Vulpe didn't reply right away he wondered if what he said had been... taken in. Not at all did it register that the other could be worried but rather that he agreed.

As it was. Always.

When his phone chimed again Hua looked at the screen with surprise to see it was Vulpe, confused and unsure of what was going on. He was not of use so why was the other still talking to him after knowing this? Soft hands with deep elegance reached for the phone and typed where he was, at home in the old little Chinese style home by his garden. Just home. Why was he asking?

[vulpe-mp]

Vulpe's concern for Huachang was genuine, and his inquiries were driven by a desire to ensure the well-being of the demigod he had met at the Summer Festival the previous year. He cared beyond the notion of utility.

It was a strange way to look at ones worth, but the vulpine demigod could relate to some extent. Vulpe's parents in London made sure to let the young dancer know he had no worth other than to make them look favorable in front of their colleagues and friends. And he almost believed them. But Vulpe took that as fuel to prove them wrong, and now he places his worth on other things in life; his accomplishments and connections he made over the years. Though he hadn't felt like he was worth something for quite some time, he wasn't gonna tell Huachang that.

When Huachang provided his location as home, Vulpe left his apartment and made a mental list of things to get on his way.

Food Magazines Puzzlebook Plushie

And anything else he would come across as he browsed the stores.

Vulpe pulled up, his car full with needs and possible wants for Huachang. And as he walked to the door of his friend's apartment, he hoped the other could at least get to the door to let him in.

[huahuaxmp]

Huacheng was not expecting anyone to come here to be with him let alone check on him. The food he had arranged to be dropped off at his gate was the only form of contact he had and even then he didn't usually go outside when they were there. Looking around now the place was actually quit clean but he to the demigod it was not. Quickly he stood making only a small face at the tinge of pain that was felt when he did so and started to tidy up various things that were only minorly disheveled. To anyone else it would look as if no one lived here but that was how he was taught to live, in clean environments where he did not leave any footprint that he existed. That was what his parents instilled on him as not to embarrass them and since then it has carried. The bell to the gate sounded and he looked up in shock. The place was not clean and he was feeling a slight panic as he rushed to put something away only to trip and fall. His knee was slightly damaged but only the surface bled and catching himself had proven difficult hitting his face on the floor. Huacheng rushed again, limping and hobbling to the door to let Vulpe in his eyes catching the mans own as he did so. He waved, a blush on his cheeks and a smile spread on his face as if nothing was wrong.

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang wasn't exactly upset he couldn't talk to his biological father right away because in his own head he barley got to talk to his adoptive parents. It felt normal that this would happen since he was used to it in the past, others being too busy. Even if the intentions weren't there to do the same by Arawn it was in fact not at all heartbreaking or disappointing. His leg was still damaged, the bone still tender and healing but the demigod pushed himself. Taking breaks every so often as he was told not only by his doctor but a few close friends, ones he had not realized cared as much as they did. Huachang was useless right now, to know people didn't care that he was...was strange. The door sounded as he sat deep in his thoughts jostling into attention to reality. Slowly he stood, the limp in his step barely impairing the grace that overflowed from him. upon opening the door his robs settled gently around him, his eyes catching those of a rather interesting dog and then Arawn. Oh? He smiled as soon as they locked eyes, nodding gently before he stepped aside slowly and gestured for them to come in.

[mpxarawn]

The God was delighted that the other let him in. Rocco immediately rushed in, running around the other's leg and rubbing against the flowy robe before settling by the sofa on the floor rather comfy. Arawn took his shoes off and carefully stepped inside fully. "First things first, allow me to apologize for departing so fast right away. There was an issue at the university that required my immediate attention as headmaster, and I do genuinely apologize for running off like that without even explanation," he began, settling himself in the chair close to Rocco.

"You really shouldn't get used to that from me. It's a rare thing that I am actually way too busy for family. Normally it's just around samhain and the respective start/end of the school years," Arawn added. He'd been watching the other walk and noticed the limp in the step, but chose not to voice it at the moment.

Arawn steepled his hands, deep in thought. "Now, I'm sure you have questions, so feel free to ask away. Just answer me a first question. I've been calling you my pretty son, in my head, or the pretty swan, so I would like to know your name first thing. I don't think I ever got that from you when we met." the god laughed.

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang moved slightly, his smile soft as always since it was the only expression he knew how to do anymore, his head shaking to show the man it was not a problem at all that something important came up. It was not like everything needed to be dropped for that moment or they couldn't see each other again and catch up, which is what they were doing now so there was no need.

Grabbing his notebook he started write out that exact thought, that there was no need for any form of apology since he was alright with waiting. Patient even. He could tell from their first meeting that Arawn was a very dependable person. The limp was there, even through his grace and elegance, as he made his way to sit back down on the sofa where the strange pup now was.

His eyes met the others again, a tilt of his head expressing his thoughts about the interesting nicknames. Slowly he wrote down, first his name and them asked why those nicknames were chosen and what they meant.

[huahuaxmp]

Xiannu & Huli

-for the sweet and sassy fox @vulpe-mp

He had been so distressed after the accident, unable to really do much of anything thinking if anyone saw him this way they would find him use less and not want him around. Though that wasn't how the people he has met are the underlining trauma of what his parents inflicted, adding to the mental trauma of being subjected to the things they put him through so he would be perfect in their eyes. Huachang was stuck thinking that way. That without the ability to fulfill something he was not worthy.

The light of his phone flashed as the charge fed it life, a device he rarely used and only recently was given to him. Where he grew up technology was not around being told it was to mind numbing for their regal society so the introduction to it was like whiplash. Huachang waited for the device to come to life jumping at the way it suddenly started tp seize at the amount of messages he was receiving. One chime after the other the demigod stared until it stopped finally reaching for it with a cautious hand. Sliding it open since there was no lock it surprised him to see someone had worried about him. Hua hadn't let the phone charge after it died thinking no one would notice his absence but here, Vulpe, the one he had met under the tree in his past time of distress was. The texts went from casual hellos, to worried questions, asking where he was to all caps saying he better be okay, Huachang felt a ping of guilt in his chest and messaged back quickly no longer wanted them to wait.

Text > Huli Hello, I did not receive these messages as my phone was dead. I am so sorry I worried you so much... I didn't think anyone would notice I was gone since I am currently not useful to the world.

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang stared at the wrap around his leg knowing full well he was not getting proper treatment for it, going out was too much for him and the shame drilled into his head was so deep. Don't be seen if you aren't able to be useful, doctors are a waste o money on someone like him unless mother got attention for it. There was only doctors called if he was sick and his mother could make people feel bad for what was going on, gain sympathy and popularity.

It was a bad habit made by bad people and the demigod was not at all sure how to get passed it or if he even could. Suddenly his head hurt, do did his throat. When Vulpe didn't reply right away he wondered if what he said had been... taken in. Not at all did it register that the other could be worried but rather that he agreed.

As it was. Always.

When his phone chimed again Hua looked at the screen with surprise to see it was Vulpe, confused and unsure of what was going on. He was not of use so why was the other still talking to him after knowing this? Soft hands with deep elegance reached for the phone and typed where he was, at home in the old little Chinese style home by his garden. Just home. Why was he asking?

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang was surprised to receive a message from someone after so long away, isolating himself from everyone in order to heal because he just couldn't be seen as useless. His hands shook a little as he typed back a response agreeing to meet up, nerves and excitement riddling his mind. This would be one of his first real outings with anyone since his partial recovery. Checking his robes Huachang fixed any spot out of place and smiled at his reflection, his smile still grand and filled with light even if he was still in a bit of pain. His leg was still healing, a limp apparent in the way he walked but there was still so much grace and elegance even with his impairment. Even though he couldn't see it. Honeypot slowly came into view as he walked further, the place popular and bustling, crowded more than he could handle really. But he wanted to see his friend. Huachang took a breath, then another and pressed through the doors bringing a breeze in with him. The place was lively as he looked for In-Soo slowly making his way inside until he spotted the man, his phone going off as he approached still very new to the technology. With a wave he floated over, the limp subtle and his smile bright.

[mpinsoo]

In-Soo had been afraid that Huachang would decline his invitation. He didn't know what had happened but the fact that the young man had seemingly disappeared for so long had something worrying. Maybe he wasn't ready to see others, whatever had happened to him.  So the fact that his proposition was accepted overjoyed him.

He had chosen a casual but nice outfit, hoping that it would be enough. Huachange was always so elegant and graceful. He didn't want to look like a sore thung besides the fairylike young man.

The vet looked up from his phone once the text was sent, waving and beckoning Huachang closer, to the comfortable booth they had been given in a less crowded part of the restaurant. In-Soo noticed the limp again and he stood, ready to help the other. He smiled when the young man was close enough, reaching to help him with his coat.

"I'm so glad you accepted to come !" he exclaimed, smiling, making sure that Huachang could see his lips. 

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang was surprised when the other got up to help him still not used to such aid, his cheeks reddened and his smile growing as his outer robe was helped from his shoulders and placed to the side. Being here he was happy it wasn't as crowded where they were making it better for his nerves, the sense of others bustling a bit of a trigger at the moment. But none the less he was happy that In-Soo has wanted to see him.

As he sat the flutter of his clothes fanned out, his eyes looking around before catching what the other wore and finding it rather nice, fitting and well tailored. Even if he didn't seem it Hua loved fabric and fashion very much even going so far as to making his own clothes. It made his hands fumble a little in excitement to tell him, his hands opening the cute notebook and taking out his periwinkle pen.

"It's so good to see you! You look so nice dressed up, it suits you! How have you been? I am sorry I haven't been around much, I have been trying to heal and my leg just... How have you been?"

[huahuaxmp]

Xiannu & Huli

-for the sweet and sassy fox @vulpe-mp

He had been so distressed after the accident, unable to really do much of anything thinking if anyone saw him this way they would find him use less and not want him around. Though that wasn't how the people he has met are the underlining trauma of what his parents inflicted, adding to the mental trauma of being subjected to the things they put him through so he would be perfect in their eyes. Huachang was stuck thinking that way. That without the ability to fulfill something he was not worthy.

The light of his phone flashed as the charge fed it life, a device he rarely used and only recently was given to him. Where he grew up technology was not around being told it was to mind numbing for their regal society so the introduction to it was like whiplash. Huachang waited for the device to come to life jumping at the way it suddenly started tp seize at the amount of messages he was receiving. One chime after the other the demigod stared until it stopped finally reaching for it with a cautious hand. Sliding it open since there was no lock it surprised him to see someone had worried about him. Hua hadn't let the phone charge after it died thinking no one would notice his absence but here, Vulpe, the one he had met under the tree in his past time of distress was. The texts went from casual hellos, to worried questions, asking where he was to all caps saying he better be okay, Huachang felt a ping of guilt in his chest and messaged back quickly no longer wanted them to wait.

Text > Huli Hello, I did not receive these messages as my phone was dead. I am so sorry I worried you so much... I didn't think anyone would notice I was gone since I am currently not useful to the world.

[vulpe-mp]

Vulpe sat in his apartment, concern etched on his face as he repeatedly checked his phone for any sign of life on Hua's side. The worry had gnawed at him, making it difficult to focus on anything else, though if anyone asked, he'd deny everything. He had sent messages ranging from casual greetings to urgent inquiries, each one carrying a touch of anxiety.

When Huachang's response finally came through, Vulpe felt a mix of relief and concern. He quickly opened the message, absorbing the words on the screen. The other's apology and acknowledgment of not feeling useful struck a chord with the vulpine demi. He understood the weight of such feelings, the burden of not meeting one's expectations.

Vulpe took a moment to gather his thoughts before crafting a thoughtful reply:

>> Xiannu No need to apologize. I'm just relieved to hear from you. Your well-being matters, and your absence didn't go unnoticed. Please know that each person, including you, brings something unique and valuable. If you ever want to talk or share what's on your mind, I'm here for you.

[huahuaxmp]

The message chimed back in and Huachang couldn't help but pick it apart mentally, the reassurance turning into something that his mind could use against him. His head rushed that he did bring things of value to the table at times but right now just wasn't it so that meant he was in fact useless. Dark eyes shifted to his wrapped leg, the throbbing pain reminding him of his mistake that put him here making the isolation in his head wish to grow.

He had to answer or the poor demi god would curl up and pretend the world wasn't looking for him all over again.

>> Huli I am very much not someone of use right now. I have injured my leg and became unable to dance or function much without struggling, I can't even get my own food someone from the agency leaves it at my door and I have to crawl to it. I don't want you to see how pathetic I am right now so I avoided messaging you. Will you forgive me?

[huahuaxmp]

Following as he was called the limp slowed down his pace but for some odd reason the grace in bis step was still so much stronger than it should of been, a soft float through his stepless seeming walk. The pain had been back a while ago, the thing he hated most was feeling useless so for a while he ignored it until Vulpe convinced him to be seen; that this was apart of healing and there was nothing wrong with it. Making the appointment was easy, it was going that had been tough. The smile on his face was gentle, his head nodding slowly completely okay with the nurses help it the doctor wasn't in, it was after all his first visit and he needed to be analyzed got his injuries anyway. Right? Still... the white halls, the sounds and smells, the way this place looked it was so close tot he very place he didn't want to remember.

In the room he did as he was told, sitting where he was told and the anxiety was so real but all he did was smile.

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang took a breath because the smells of this place were reaching him, his head going light and his fingers curling into his robes making them stay in place as not to shake. Hospitals, he hated them and he wished someone was here with him but he had promised. Promised to come and get better, to himself and everyone else. He had to tell himself over and over that he wasn't useless but he felt even more so when he felt this helpless. The long hair on his head cascaded from his shoulder as the demigod leaned forward with the little scoot he gave, situating his body in a more comfortable way as the nurse settled before him. Touching was a big thing for Huachang and though this was something that needed to happen he couldn't help but feel a little anxiety, even with all this though he jus smiled. Like nothing was wrong and nodded his head. Lifting his hands he signed, not exactly sure if the other knew how but made a gesture for pen and paper saying he would need to write stuff down later before he lifted his foot. Under his robe peaked out a cute, silken embroidered Chinese dancing shoe laced with thin ribbons around a dainty foot. Little butterflies and flowers shimmering on them, matching his robes and it was obvious the way he was shaking since it wasn't as easy to hide like this. So he pretended it was just from the pain.

[mpxarawn]

New Days ||

@huahuaxmp

Their initial meeting had not gone according to plan. As Arawn aimed to meet wih his son and answer any questions he may have had, a situation arose at the university and the headmaster was needed to be present to take care of it (it was nothing more than an inspection) but still, it was part of the unexpected plans. Then of course, there was the situaton in the underworld with people dying in strange ways, and Arawn had to go deal with that too. Then when Arawn had taken care of everything, his son was nowhere to be seen and then Samhain crept up on him, which lead to further business. But now, everything had finally calmed down. The God actually had time on his hands, He actually wasn't busy.

Of course, he'd heard that his son had made a return and he was eager to find out why he left and whether or not he still needed answers. He made his way to the demigod level at the Banshee apartments and knocked on Hua's door. His hellhound, Rocco, sniffed the door and rested at Araw's feet. "It will all be fine,:" he said, unsure whether he was reassruring himself or his dog. He waited for the door to open and once it did, Arawn offered a smile to the other.

"welcome back. I hope I'm not interrupting but we never got to talk before and I figured we should. I never got a chance to answer any of your questions or even ask my own," he stated. Rocco sniffed at Hua's robes with a happy bark. "This is Rocco. He tags along everywhere, I hope that's alright."

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang wasn't exactly upset he couldn't talk to his biological father right away because in his own head he barley got to talk to his adoptive parents. It felt normal that this would happen since he was used to it in the past, others being too busy. Even if the intentions weren't there to do the same by Arawn it was in fact not at all heartbreaking or disappointing. His leg was still damaged, the bone still tender and healing but the demigod pushed himself. Taking breaks every so often as he was told not only by his doctor but a few close friends, ones he had not realized cared as much as they did. Huachang was useless right now, to know people didn't care that he was...was strange. The door sounded as he sat deep in his thoughts jostling into attention to reality. Slowly he stood, the limp in his step barely impairing the grace that overflowed from him. upon opening the door his robs settled gently around him, his eyes catching those of a rather interesting dog and then Arawn. Oh? He smiled as soon as they locked eyes, nodding gently before he stepped aside slowly and gestured for them to come in.

[huahuaxmp]

Following as he was called the limp slowed down his pace but for some odd reason the grace in bis step was still so much stronger than it should of been, a soft float through his stepless seeming walk. The pain had been back a while ago, the thing he hated most was feeling useless so for a while he ignored it until Vulpe convinced him to be seen; that this was apart of healing and there was nothing wrong with it. Making the appointment was easy, it was going that had been tough. The smile on his face was gentle, his head nodding slowly completely okay with the nurses help it the doctor wasn't in, it was after all his first visit and he needed to be analyzed got his injuries anyway. Right? Still... the white halls, the sounds and smells, the way this place looked it was so close tot he very place he didn't want to remember.

In the room he did as he was told, sitting where he was told and the anxiety was so real but all he did was smile.

[mptsukiko]

Tsukiko waited as the other walked to him. Despite the wound and the probable pain, he was still graceful and the nurse couldn't do anything else than admire him. 

As he had told Yura during the Halloween Ball, Tsukiko considered a foolish thing to ignore pain or not do anything about it. It could only make the situation worse and, sometimes, healing couldn't be possible anymore. Even on an island full of magical people. 

"Hello Huachang !" the nurse smiled as the young man reached him. "Please, come inside." He let the other walk in front, his hand in the young man back, ready to catch him if necessary. He wasn't touching him though, just making sure that he was safe. 

Once the young patient was settled, Tsukiko crouched before him, disinfecting his hands and reaching for his leg. "Is it alright if I remove your shoes and examine your ankle ?"

[huahuaxmp]

The places smelled clean, too clean, more clean than he liked even as someone who was a clean freak because it smelled like the place that frightened him most. The memory of it was still so fresh with it being not that long ago he was forced to be as he was now with the horrible habit of smiling at everything even if it hurt.

Sitting where he was told the robes fell around the place he sat, the soft and light fabric almost a weightless as himself shifted elegant around his form resting there. It was as if he could be a being the floated if he so wished. Huachang was just like this because of his wished to dance, his parents wished for silence and the etiquette of perfection... Was it all gone because of this?

Hands were clean, his own curling into the fabric of his skirts being the only thing to show his anxiety when a smile so bright was on his face. The demigod watched only nodding after a moment, pulling his skirt up only enough to show his shoe. The wound really was higher, his femer and ankle breaking having been the main injuries he obtained.

[lerouxmp-deactivated20241008]

Dance of the Dryads

Closed starter for the quiet dancer @huahuaxmp

His first week on the island had been a pleasant one, settling in, getting to know his patients, feeling like he was doing a bit of good; but now it was time to continue exploring the island on his day off. This day, he ventured into the forest, hiking pack on his back and his Nikon Z8 on a strap around his neck, held firmly within his hands as he took photos. Now, he was very much aware of the warnings, that he should not wander too far into the forests because it was, indeed, dangerous--and with this being an island of demigods, he had no doubt there were creatures out there that could tear him apart, so he stuck mostly to the path. Mostly.

He did venture off a bit to capture a particularly captivating display of sunlight through branches and had snapped a couple photos when he realized that one of those branches had something on it. Or rather...someone. He stopped, lowering his camera to look up to the stranger. "Oh. Hello," he greeted with a warm smile.

[huahuaxmp]

It had been far to loud and far to much for the little demigod in the city today, his physical therapy helping with his leg but he still felt so useless his brain just wouldn't shut off. Not in a place where there was so much going on. So Huachang thought it best to escape to the forest, at least for now. Before going into the very place many warned others about Hua stopped at the cafe, his request for plum buns one that was always met with a smile since his face was familiar and of course... he smiled back. He always smiled. Being who he was not a soul knew that he was the son of death, most guessing he was the4 son of a fairy or flowers something soft and precious. Because he smiles. Always. Sitting in a tree deep in the forest his good leg swung gently, his robes hanging down off the branches long and graceful in their soft greens and gentle creams. The bun sweet as he ate it, the sounds of the woods much more calming than the place he had been. Off the path he didn't think anyone would come here, would wander this direction because it was off the path. Then a voice. Looking down his eyes wide with wonder, it was strange to see someone here but he smiled and waved towards the person.

[huahuaxmp]

Following as he was called the limp slowed down his pace but for some odd reason the grace in bis step was still so much stronger than it should of been, a soft float through his stepless seeming walk. The pain had been back a while ago, the thing he hated most was feeling useless so for a while he ignored it until Vulpe convinced him to be seen; that this was apart of healing and there was nothing wrong with it. Making the appointment was easy, it was going that had been tough. The smile on his face was gentle, his head nodding slowly completely okay with the nurses help it the doctor wasn't in, it was after all his first visit and he needed to be analyzed got his injuries anyway. Right? Still... the white halls, the sounds and smells, the way this place looked it was so close tot he very place he didn't want to remember.

In the room he did as he was told, sitting where he was told and the anxiety was so real but all he did was smile.

[huahuaxmp]

Xiannu & Huli

-for the sweet and sassy fox @vulpe-mp

He had been so distressed after the accident, unable to really do much of anything thinking if anyone saw him this way they would find him use less and not want him around. Though that wasn't how the people he has met are the underlining trauma of what his parents inflicted, adding to the mental trauma of being subjected to the things they put him through so he would be perfect in their eyes. Huachang was stuck thinking that way. That without the ability to fulfill something he was not worthy.

The light of his phone flashed as the charge fed it life, a device he rarely used and only recently was given to him. Where he grew up technology was not around being told it was to mind numbing for their regal society so the introduction to it was like whiplash. Huachang waited for the device to come to life jumping at the way it suddenly started tp seize at the amount of messages he was receiving. One chime after the other the demigod stared until it stopped finally reaching for it with a cautious hand. Sliding it open since there was no lock it surprised him to see someone had worried about him. Hua hadn't let the phone charge after it died thinking no one would notice his absence but here, Vulpe, the one he had met under the tree in his past time of distress was. The texts went from casual hellos, to worried questions, asking where he was to all caps saying he better be okay, Huachang felt a ping of guilt in his chest and messaged back quickly no longer wanted them to wait.

Text > Huli Hello, I did not receive these messages as my phone was dead. I am so sorry I worried you so much... I didn't think anyone would notice I was gone since I am currently not useful to the world.

[chineseredcarpet]

Liu Yu for 2023 国风大典

[huahuaxmp]

For the new singing job I have while I recover, I have to dress up even more

[huahuaxmp]

Huachang was surprised to receive a message from someone after so long away, isolating himself from everyone in order to heal because he just couldn't be seen as useless. His hands shook a little as he typed back a response agreeing to meet up, nerves and excitement riddling his mind. This would be one of his first real outings with anyone since his partial recovery. Checking his robes Huachang fixed any spot out of place and smiled at his reflection, his smile still grand and filled with light even if he was still in a bit of pain. His leg was still healing, a limp apparent in the way he walked but there was still so much grace and elegance even with his impairment. Even though he couldn't see it. Honeypot slowly came into view as he walked further, the place popular and bustling, crowded more than he could handle really. But he wanted to see his friend. Huachang took a breath, then another and pressed through the doors bringing a breeze in with him. The place was lively as he looked for In-Soo slowly making his way inside until he spotted the man, his phone going off as he approached still very new to the technology. With a wave he floated over, the limp subtle and his smile bright.

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A Step, A Crack

for the helpful healer @mptsukiko

Ever since the accident Huachang has found it hard to go outside lest someone see how absolutely useless he had become since than, unable to dance or make a living for himself among his long road to recovery. The stiff ache in his legs has started partway through his journey back to dancing and with a push and a shove, gently, towards the hospital it was where he sat now. Since locking himself away the demigod's hair had grew, his skin more fair and his grace further unmatched even with his limp. Now he really did look as if he was a fairy from another world, fallen into the place by accident. But he didn't feel like that. Huachang was actually very nervous, his fingers curling around his little notebook ready to write to whoever needed it. This place was not exactly the most welcome feeling, the atmosphere loud, the sound of the dead whispering in his ear, and Huachang was stuck to deal with it. It was part of who or what he was part of but it was still so loud. The only thing he did appreciate about the place was how clean it was. The demigod had a smile on his face despite his discomfort though, his body relaxed and straight. "Huachang, Zhang Huachang." Looking up he stood, beautiful robs falling around his body in an ethereal manner as he limped slowly to the room where he would meet the doctor.

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Huachang had not wanted another job, dance was his passion and the one thing he felt he as sufficient in but he had become useless for it. During an act something happened, a memory, a flash back, a random overbearing thought but whatever it was the distraction if cause took a great toll. The demigod had falling in a way that not only bruised most of his side but his leg had in fact fractured so severely he couldn't walk for so long, he felt even more useless. Being raised the way he had been being useless was not acceptable. If dance was all he could do and could not offer it then what good was he? The shame of being in the state he was made Huchang hide away, only visited by nurses and doctors that his dance instructor hired in order to get him better. No one heard from the poor demigod for so long, rattled with his need to be perfect at all times for everyone. Only when he healed enough would he go out, which is exactly what he did. The job sounded simple, not only that it seemed familiar in a lot of ways even though he has never been here before. Maybe it was his heritage, the roots he was born from in China over that of his adoptive family drawing him in like dance had. Meeting Mr. Yanlou was a rather interesting explain experience. Though the man seems cautious in his own way and reserved but welcoming, it was a bit of a whiplash for the demigod. He was just happy he got the job despite the temporary dyability. The man was kind, to the point, clean and didn't ask strange questions but instead accepted who he was even with him being not only mute but limp. Today he was to go in, his soft cream and sage lotus robes flowed and fluttered in the wind as be moved, the fold lofting elegantly in the breeze and despite the soft limps Huachang moved as fluid as water. His hair wasn't long today, keeping it short around food as not to cause trouble; Huwchang carried himself inside and inhaled, the scent already nice... he couldn't yell out, couldn't say anything as he search for someone, for where to go. A glint of gold, this moment saved and the demigod presses into the bells to indicate he had arrived.

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Bunny Tracks

Closed

For the ray of sunshine @mpsundrop

Trees have always been something that felt genuine even if he could not really know. Huachang found that the forest was always a place he could go to feel solitude and happiness, where long ago he could be the child he felt he was supposed to be. Giggling happily, carefree and loud. Nowhere else but in the trees could the light of the child he wished to be could be set free. Though that child and those feelings were long torn from him Huachang still found sanctuary around trees, sitting in them or under them just to pretend he was back in those days. It was peaceful, so much so he would often fall asleep.

That is what happened today. Sitting under a rather beautiful tree Huachang leaned against it's large trunk petting his white rabbit that sat happily in his lap. White robes lay gracefully about his form and slowly the elegant hand slipping over Xue's soft fur started to flow, then eventually it stopped. Sleeping was hard for Huachang due to his past, waking up in other places with dangers all around or pain at the ready. Sleep was scary, it showed images of things that hurt him so deeply that it broke his soul so completely. But he was not a creature that could avoid sleep... Eventually it would come for him.

The memories were slow to start but they did, nothing about his past gentle or kind. The nanny had tried her best but damaged was damaged and his dreams liked to remind him. In his head Huachang was battling with the traumas of his past and outside his body twitched and whined, tears welling in his eyes at the images he couldn't run from. Xue immediately showed concerns, reaching up to press her cute twitching nose to his and padding her paws against his chest in her own attempts to wake him.

But she was to small, too light.

Thumping gently she stared for a while knowing she could help by herself, looking around for anyone that could. Her feet landed on the soft grass and she hopped for a long while, speaking to anyone that walked by to try and get them to follow or help but no one acknowledged her outside of trying to pet her. Her efforts were running dry, the pads of her feet thumping in frustration that no one was helping until she heard someone ask her to repeat what she needed. Looking up at the person there was hope in her red eyes.

"My human is asleep, he is having bad dreams and I can't wake him up. He will panic if I can't wake him up please help me."