#bluuxrising

[sizhuibattleguqin]

bluuxriising asked:

❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜

He knew he was safe but he also knew she was trying to offer him comfort a comfort he really needed at the moment. He would have said it wasn't his safety he was worried about but the Island. What ever it was that Lan Sizhui had tangled with when he saved the small schooner was now dead but it had left its marks upon his skin. Marks that would heal on him within weeks, but the true horror was seeing what happened when its sooty tentacles had contacted the human fishermen---good men, superstitious men, men who were generational on the island having parents, grandparents and in some cases even longer relatives. Most of the natives indeed knew the threat of the island and wrote it off as normal.

This was not normal.

Sizhui sat up and brushed his bangs from his eyes. He'd needed patching up. His ribs white robes stained pink from where it had caught him, had burned through his white robes and seared his immortal flesh which healed and repaired itself to quickly for the damage to be lasting but the hurt was real. Sizhui took a pained breath, since it had tried to break his ribs once he'd open a tentacle up the full length of its appendage severing it. It had thrashed in the water and tried to retreat with him. Sizhui had wanted that, it had done precisely what he wanted, turned away from toying with the fishermen. Which was what the thing had done, tug at rods here and there, yank on nets, make it seem they had a huge haul, when all that awaited them was death.

He would have to go to the hospital to see them, he would need to do work on them so they would heal faster and make sure none of the creature was left in the wounds otherwise it simply would not heal. Sizhui brought his hands together a little shakily and drew upon his energy his core. The cultivational energy formed between his two hands blue and shimmering. It glowed between them and his superficial wounds began to mend and the worst ones began to seal. "It was a new creature no reasoning with something that has nothing but a predatory mind and seeks to toy with those around it for its own amusement. " he whispered to her.

"I will heal.." he promised though he leaned his head back in her lap with a little sigh. The blue energy around his hands dissipating after  few minutes. “Those sailor’s had a scare to be sure though.”  @bluuxriising​

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“Happy Birthday, my Beloved.” Bluu handed him a softly wrapped box draped in the colors of the sea. Within the box is a medallion in the shape of a silver bunny enchanted with a spell to cast light in the darkest of places.

@bluuxriising​

He had been deceived he glanced to Bluu partner in crime. Samson had allowed Bluu to decorate the cottage for his birthday without him noticing because he had to go out, wanted to go for a walk, led him down the beach than took off towards the water so Sizhui had to give chance. It had been a fun way to spend his morning dodging waves with the loyal friend.

When they had gotten back to the cottage, Bluu had given the house a soft glow with lights and he beamed at her. Looking at the package he took it and leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Thank you." he said with the normal eagerness of youth though he was much older than he seemed he opened the gift. "Oh, this is lovely." he exclaimed and pulled it on, so he could wear it. "I love the bunnies and this has power attached to it. ." He said glancing to her eyes bright. " I was hoping you'd like to take the boat over to the mainland for the night, have dinner with me out." he asked.

They could go on a date anywhere at any time, but it was special to go out to diner on his birthday. He was sure that Bluu would like the place it had hot pot, and he wasn't sure if she'd ever had that. If she enjoyed spicy food she'd love it, but that wasn't the only draw to the place, it would have plenty of other options.

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@bluuxriising​ sent -"you really thought I wouldn't see you spreading mistletoe around the house? I'll kiss you if you just ask" ( bluu gives him a peck on the lips and on both cheeks! :D )

He turned to smile at her as he attached another string to a door arch. "I was told by some of the people in town it is tradition, to hang mistletoe from arches." he said warmly as he adjusted the glasses on the end of his nose to look at her. "I thought it would make things festive." he said the smile creeping a little bit wider as he motioned to it. "If it is tradition it should be observed." he said with a dip of his head. Sizhui, was still getting used to American holidays, and traditions.

Arms went around her as he received the little kisses and pressed one to her forehead as was his habit when he had her close. "I was caught even though I was the one hanging them." he laughed good naturedly. "I don't mind." he responded as he finished hanging the ribbon of greenery. "Now, if my parents show up...chances are the will catch each other under every-single-one of these." it was as much a warning as it was a statement.

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@bluuxriising​ asked  🌂

There was always something special about the home that Bluu had the island itself seemed to be alive in a way other islands while alive did not have. As though there was a pulsing heart to the place. Sizhui had found a kindred spirit here. She had saved him from the sea, and brought him here and he could never thank her enough for such kindness. Could never repay her for all she had done for him. When the hurricane had swept up and took the small boat he had been meditating on and cast him out to see. While an immortal he could still be killed, people spoke of immortality as though it were the begin all and end all of things, which this simply was not true.

While he had not taken up a home there he did visit her and come to spend time in her presence. A life and death even often formed a bond of its own. Sizhui, of course would send her small things that made him think of her. Small pieces of jewelry, or a crate of her favorite fruit she might not be able to get, or wasn't in season. Sizhui, was a hunter even as an immortal. He supposed he wasn't a lot different then the things he hunted. He would deal with ghasts and ghoul and ghosts, that went after people, since while a hunter he was not a killer, he did not do this indiscriminately.

He was cleaning fish to fry, descaling them and flaying them outside of the home he sometimes stayed at. He smiled and offered her a wave, when a loud "BOOM' gave way and then just showers. He laughed in spite of himself and flicked the umbrella, old fashioned the umbrella bloomed like a flower, the design was of koi fish and fans, and he caught the basket and dashed to her to hold the umbrella over her. "The weather hates my clothes." he laughed merrily. "Every time I hang my whites out, it rains.." he shook his head.

"Your not soaked are you Bluu ?"