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Genji offering them any sort of help - while not unexpected - overjoyed Mikuni, who took the reins on pulling out the man, that became trapped underneath the very carriage he’d been guiding through the beaten path not too long ago, he could merely assume. How did such a thing even happen? There was no need to discuss it right about now, but he grew curious nonetheless as they freed the stranger and sat him up elsewhere, with Genji remaining by the horse and the carriage itself. “Thank you! Thank…

Genji raised valid points that Mikuni understood - however, he hardly raised them to a sane man, if he were, he’d have simply agreed and chosen the easier route; a way home, a way out, not one deeper in. Did it hurt to think that he’d not the smallest shred of expertise on his own blood, would it come down to it? Not a word slipped from his mouth, no, he was almost uncharacteristically silent for the rest of their long, endless walk, as he considered his options. To rest someplace he could call …

Mianti’s expression didn’t change; not when he his guard explained himself, not when he added some insight for his judgement and not when he received a smear of theoretical honey across his face to appease him. Lianyu was only doing what was asked of him, surely, but his emperor was not having fun with it, thought of it as a rather worrisome and annoying way to serenade the beast within, though, it worked just fine - while his mood hardly improved, it didn’t sour more than it had, either, which …

To absolutely no ones surprise, the Tiger enjoyed his alone time more than anything, and yet, every single day, servants came to disturb him from enjoying it. At times dealing with them was easy enough, barking an order usually sent them scuttling out the doors like the floor had been freshly polished, having no grip on the surface below as they struggled out, but other times, they all insisted he needed to be helped and that they were the right pick for such endeavors. Were they persistent enou…

Lianyu was a kind soul, a blade of grass made sharp by the trials and tribulations expected of a man of his standing, and Haohao was the one that watched him cut through it all. If it were up to him, perhaps he’d genuinely agree that his lover was well suited to a position he’d never asked for, that his friend was a man of few words at times, but his mind ever so colorful, like aurora on a dark expanse in a deep, endless winter night, but nobody asked for his opinion on the matter, not when he s…

Konnte er es denn nicht? Für Nayantai schien es glasklar, dass er die metaphorischen Wunden, an denen er noch immer leckte, weil sie sich nicht schlossen, nicht ansprechen wollte, sie in eine Schublade befördern wollte, so wie den Rest seiner Zeit an einem Ort, der sich nur noch durch feine Umrisse in seinem Hinterkopf in der Realität widerspiegeln konnte. “Und ob ich das kann. Aber darum geht es nun wirklich nicht.” Sollte er Rain die Karten, die er noch immer in seinen Ärmeln versteckte, endli…

Nayantai fühlte sich keineswegs besser, nur weil er glaubte, dass Rain ohnehin Verständnis für ihn aufbrachte - ganz im Gegenteil. Eigentlich fühlte er sich schlechter, wusste, dass er seinem Ehemann mit seiner Art nichts Gutes tat, dass er aus seiner eigenen Misere, die Grube, die er ausgehoben hatte, einfach keinen Ausweg mehr sah. Es war banal, zu glauben, dass ein jedes Fingerzucken, ein jedes Winseln und Murren seinerseits Anklang finden musste, und doch war er genau so abstrus, wenn es dar…

“Me?” When was the last time someone gave even a single damn about his opinion? His father had always asked gently, he recalled as much, but aside from that, few of the priests surrounding him once cared - if he was clothed, warm and fed, perhaps entertained, then he was fine, that seemed to be the line by which they judged everything. Unfortunately for them, it wasn’t so, and Mikuni wound up being alone, sad and perhaps even a bit sour over the fact that he was nothing but Otoha’s vessel. For G…

“And I agree with that.”, Haoze mused, ever so confident in Lianyu’s abilities to make the best out of the worst. Some odd years ago, maybe he’d have protested against the mere notion, thought himself to be insane for denying someone something as important as this, but now? He welcomed change, like an overturned leaf, brandishing new colors, a mimicry of sadness enveloped in colors of a new hue, a different shade. This was, after all, something that he wanted, nay, enjoyed - to see sides of Lian…

"That'd likely be for the best, if you like being here, that is.", Haohao mused with a wink, wondering what it would take for the Tiger to grow tired of his sweetheart, someone that seemed confident in his own abilities at most times, yet unwilling to really accept praise for them any other day. There was nothing to be done about that, he'd concluded a while ago, aside from the occasional praise that he offered his friend with a sincere smile and a demeanor that indicated much more than a simple…

As expected of him, that brat never had anything that he quite enjoyed when others suggested it, didn't he? Haoze knew him, albeit briefly, but even his banter couldn't penetrate the Tigers walls permanently, he had managed to make him smile, perhaps once, maybe twice, but any other day, he was just the same as the servants in this place - faceless, nameless, drifting and bound to never ending duties that came and went beyond the normal scope of the length of a day. Still, why hate it? He'd done…

Haohao could have imagined anything - maybe Lianyu and him were found out by someone, had been told to leave, or at least the one of them that had some sort of societal standing to begin with, or perhaps this had been a banter that his dearest raven wished for, in hopes of soothing his aching mind after a tumultuous day. What he didn’t expect, however, was for his assumption to hit the mark, for his arrow to point blank split another in half, already wedged into the middle, to cement itself into…

The imperial gardens were a vast maze, just like the palace itself, and if one soul knew them, their ins and outs without flinching, it was Chen Haoze, the son with no heritage or relation to anyone in the palace garden, which left many to wonder just how he got a prestigious position such as this one. Given, he was the one that tried so eagerly, almost too eagerly, to appease the machinations behind the big powers of this place at times, to carve his name into stone that seemed unwilling to be …

"I suppose so.", Mianti responded, sounding almost curt in doing so, as if his new servant had hit whatever ragged, wayward nail on the head that stuck right out of the Emperors skin, hammering it back home before he garnered any more interest in any of his insane, downright defiant ideas. Wasn't this just another thing that happened for show, because it had to, because there was nobody he truly go along with? To wage war with his own subjects was hardly his favorite pasttime, let alone was it a…

Would he now? What a tepid example of a servant this one was, his outlook on fun, for whatever the likes of Mianti called as fun, seemingly strained by his own admission of not wanting to cause ire among those that he now served, his life and heritage now mere specks of dust on his new duty, ones that he’d suit himself to wipe off more than anything. “Is it not? I suppose so, but having them boss me around and thinking they can get away with it isn’t within my scope of reason either. If I simply…

Sweet relief was all what this was - broken bonds and torn shackles, what a sweet moment. “I expect you to serve me, nothing more or less, perhaps talk to me ever so often. You have free reign over that, after all, you are now the second most important person after the emperor in Quansan, and all the lands - I loathe the ever growing list of old geezers feuding and fighting over my name, my title, my crown and power. I ask for you not to necessarily understand me, or be my friend, but for you to…

What an interesting man - many would never ask for as much when the Emperor extended his pinky toward them, and instead they’d frown, put their tails between their legs, maybe wail for forgiveness if only they asked for a coin too much, but this one? Mianti liked the spunk in him, so much so that he snorted in amazement at the brazen statement, then furrowed his brows as he regained his composure. “You certainly are honest, I’ll give you that. Well, I don’t see why I shouldn’t award you all of t…

Mianti smiled, honestly this time, like he’d unearthed a jewel from a heap of garbage and was about to polish it to make it presentable - maybe he should do just that right about now. “I take it we’re done here, then?”, he asked Old Pei sternly, to which he only received a short nod. What a sign of prosperity this was. “Now then, I hereby take my leave.”, he announced quickly, pushing himself up from the throne he’d been boasting on. From a distance, the Emperor seemed like he wasn’t so small, b…

What was it with this man? Mikuni wished he knew, couldn’t say or tell any of it apart from the usual demeanor, but he was quite certain that something was on his mind, something he couldn’t pry for because it wasn’t his place to ask, or because he possessed enough dignity to simply understand that, why, Genji had to deal with some of this stuff himself, unable to even form words that Mikuni could understand down to their core. “I’ll let you know before it’s too late, but I admit, I think I’ll b…

0d4801136fcb9b87d4778bfa68627c5446ef5bc0.jpgName: Haoze Chen, commonly called Haohao Age: 24 years old Personality: Popular with both the older and younger folk that flocks to the palace alike, the servant and gardener is one of illustrous stories, of impromptu poems, ever eager to please, and never able to really shut up. To him, the palace might as well be a stage, his limelight, that he's currently performing on and as an actor, he's to perform his role perfectly, every single time, without f…