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Little Russia
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--- Quote from: YOLF on June 16, 2021, 06:55:37 PM ---Lubei
Deep in the halls of the Seraph of Little Russia, Lubei's nails drummed on an ornate desk as he attempted to glare understanding out of the pages spread out before him. Curled in frustration, his shoulders strained to keep him sitting straight, but discipline spoke just a little higher. It wasn't as if he was working in an office beneath another's judging awareness, or onlooking colleagues that would dare to scold him for sloppiness. This room had been given him as a guest and an ally, to use for an indefinite time, and he had to share it with no one.
Just as he refused to loosen his poise in private, however, he made no attempt to customize the surroundings. The same high walls with the same paintings, the floor with the same carpeting and furniture, the same grave carvings around the windows as had been provided to him were as visible as before the demon settled in for merely temporary rest. The only addition were books. An increasingly large stack of books made its home on his desk. Most of them related to the history of the Nexus. One was a collection of apparently local folklore. Another dealt with contemporary economic theory. Two of the thinnest were fiction of a sinfully brainless sort, and they were the most untouched.
He rubbed an uncomfortably warm palm on his temple. It seemed to Lubei that any amount of his laboring in this place only produced more issues to worry about. Nothing could be as simple as charity, or conquest and construction by any other name. Demon clan politics and heavy handed vengeance claims were almost preferrable. But most importantly, it didn't matter what he preferred, because he was no closer to knowing how to go back. Every answer he found in these pages only buried that goal further in the future.
But the worst was that he couldn't get that encounter out of his head. He couldn't get Mai away from his thoughts, nor the questions she made him ask, as omnipresent as the bird that haunted him. Lubei had searched for her, after, but their paths had not crossed again. What would he even do if he found her? It was plain they weren't compatible, or at the least they would only engage in mutual punishment through barbed words if they shared the same air. But Lubei still wanted to speak to her again. He couldn't bear the thought of how she planned to continue to live, though he had no rightful say in it.
"Perhaps Ivanna could..." His muffled words died under his tongue as he rose from the chair and slammed shut the book in his hands. It wasn't pride that kept him from asking the angel for help. This wasn't business. But just requesting to hear the thoughts of a friend on a personal complication should be no large burden.
He threw on his coat over his azure tunic and moved in search of the petite ruler.
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Ivanna
As he threw open the door, his search was cut short in a rather lackluster manner.
"Eep!" The small angel he was looking for seemed to have had much the same idea—and considering her trembling hand was raised to where his doorknob had just been, she'd been about to enter herself.
Ivanna's beauty was indelible from her form, flawless and perfectly sculpted as if by Michelangelo himself, she looked exhausted. Beyond tired, and slightly wide-eyed in a crazed manner.
"Ah-L-lubei. I was wo-wondering if we could chat?"
YOLF:
Lubei
He seized mid-step, left to stare at Ivanna's early appearance. It was a good thing, not unlike ripping off a sticky bandage from a wound corroded by the unearthly that had finally begun to scab as it should, skipping the process of looking for her. Now, however, it was not his hesitation that attempted to kick his dialogue knees to the ground, but the unmistakeable unease that the angel was radiating.
"In truth, I was," he said, then cast the rest of the sentence to oblivion, breathing. "Yes. Of course. You look disturbed. Is what what you want to talk about?"
SINIB:
--- Quote from: YOLF on June 23, 2021, 01:31:16 AM ---Lubei
He seized mid-step, left to stare at Ivanna's early appearance. It was a good thing, not unlike ripping off a sticky bandage from a wound corroded by the unearthly that had finally begun to scab as it should, skipping the process of looking for her. Now, however, it was not his hesitation that attempted to kick his dialogue knees to the ground, but the unmistakeable unease that the angel was radiating.
"In truth, I was," he said, then cast the rest of the sentence to oblivion, breathing. "Yes. Of course. You look disturbed. Is what what you want to talk about?"
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Ivanna
"I-well..." Ivanna started, but then her voice trailed off, leaving her thought left painfully unfinished. "Yes. But what did you want to discuss?" She looked around, almost fearfully. "Perhaps talking here isn't the greatest of ideas."
YOLF:
Lubei
Lubei mannerisms weren't flexible enough to bring across the entirety of his confusion. What did she have on her mind that she felt unsafe in the heart of her territory? Could anyone who was neither a guest nor blazingly loyal to her even enter these halls at will? He couldn't sense anything so strange or so unholy near.
"Where then?" He asked. The demon cast his eyes left and right over the otherwise vacant hall, then back to his door. Without thought, he extended an open hand to Ivanna in urgent invitation.
SINIB:
--- Quote from: YOLF on June 29, 2021, 07:49:22 PM ---Lubei
Lubei mannerisms weren't flexible enough to bring across the entirety of his confusion. What did she have on her mind that she felt unsafe in the heart of her territory? Could anyone who was neither a guest nor blazingly loyal to her even enter these halls at will? He couldn't sense anything so strange or so unholy near.
"Where then?" He asked. The demon cast his eyes left and right over the otherwise vacant hall, then back to his door. Without thought, he extended an open hand to Ivanna in urgent invitation.
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Ivanna
Ivanna paused, taking a deep breath and quieting her paranoia before responding. "I-I don't know. That's part of the problem." She looked behind herself before returning her quiet but fearful gaze to Lubei. "Not here. Do you know of any places outside of my domain?"
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