Starter Call. || @fairain
❝Steady yourself, Xingqiu. Deep breath in, draw the string back and... Out. When you breathe out, release the arrow into the target.❞
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Starter Call. || @fairain
❝Steady yourself, Xingqiu. Deep breath in, draw the string back and... Out. When you breathe out, release the arrow into the target.❞
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"I seek your assistance." The voice can be heard even before their presence materializes into a solid form right next to the young swordsman. Xiao expects the urgency in tone and demeanor to be obvious enough for the other to act quickly.
"You wield the element of water, do you not?"
Starter Call. || @fairain
Xingqiu is a young skilled Hydro user that Eivor looks after every now and then when they are around. He can handle his own, and they respect that from him. While wandering in Liyue harbor, they found the young one reading his book as always. A small smirk forms on their lips, before gently nudging him with their hand to get his attention. ❝Reading as always. Hej, Xingqiu. I was hoping to find you here.❞
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❝ Oh, is that so ? ❞ Indulgences like this were seldom basked in, and while he wasn’t exactly the bookish type in terms of passing hours, he did appreciate a good read from time to time. ❝ Do you partake in the art yourself then ? That of writing. ❞
Hues flicker to the vision before they return to the younger man’s gaze. Hmm. ❝ Unless you’re shy of your works, that is. ❞
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a drawn hum, a tilted head, and a resolute nod; it was time to tackle the topic of literature in teyvat once more, and who better to ask than xingqiu ? it was easy to notice that there was next to nobody else who might compete with his passion for books. ❝ if i promise to treat them with care, ❝ he thus began. ❝ ---would you consider lending me some books, at some point ? ❝
how stubborn, xiao thinks, as the stranger insists to be fine. unlike the afternoon sun, xiao’s golden eyes are chilling — he watches everything happen but usually from a distance — yet brimming with a hint of curiosity. this isn’t the first time he spotted the swordsman, chosen by the hydro archon, though often in better shape than this.
somewhere north to mt. aocang rested a lawachurl. cloud retainer has complained about the havoc it wrecks, especially when its presence attracts occasional patrols from the millelith, which the reclusive adeptus finds even more annoying.
glancing at where his quest once was, xiao lets out a soft sigh. “ knowing your limits is also a show of strength, ” he offers an advice calmly, then moving closer to get the other off the ground — he can rest, but better at somewhere safer.
“ you handled a problem that was supposed to be mine. consider this my way of returning the favour. ”
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"Alright," the yaksha huffs as they sink down to the ground in front of the young swordsman, legs crossing in a meditative style and posture displaying the look of a diligent and observant learner. Yet again they've reached out to Xingqui for help, this time not for aid in physical battle but to consult about something Xiao now may consider a tragic weakness of theirs.
Words.
Or more specifically, how to use them in a manner that would perhaps-- no, definitely-- impress their most cherished mortal, Liyue's own infamous Versemonger of the Darkest Alleys.
Xiao clearly had no choice but to seek professional help. "How do I do it?"