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〈 a subtle nod given in return, gaze lingering in the distance. now that he thinks about it . . how * did * he wind up here .ᐣ.ᐣ.ᐣ all he can recall recently was walking in that direction. 〉
⠀ ⠀yeah .ᐟ sounds good.
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( there doesn't seem to be anything close enough south to see as they are now. glancing down, he considers his options. olruggio is with the girls; they'll be fine with him. )
perhaps we should go a little further, then?
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⠀ ⠀a bit of magic .ᐣ
〈 huh. that’s certainly an interesting answer . . magic .ᐣ.ᐣ but, he doesn’t comment on it. perhaps the other was just being vague. smiling back .ᐟ then, pointing south of where they were. 〉
that’s where i came from.
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( he smiles, single eye going over the sword's appearance. not a single casting seal in sight…either it's all located elsewhere, or this is something else entirety. )
just a bit of magic, my friend.
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〈 watching as the other rises, perking up .ᐟ.ᐟ in turn, rising with his sword. 〉
⠀ ⠀and i didn’t know you could rise like that without one .ᐟ how do you do it .ᐣ if you don’t mind me asking, of course.
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( is the sword some sort of magical device, wherever this person is from? what a concept…though, he won't say any of this. instead, he just presses his sylph shoes together, rising as the seal activates. )
i didn't realise swords could be used like that.
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⠀ ⠀right about that, aha . . well, it’s nice to meet you, qifrey .ᐟ
〈 grinning, nodding. then, offering a hand out .ᐟ 〉
i guess you could say that .ᐟ i’m . . actually not too sure where i am .ᐣ
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not to worry. outside camping inevitably brings about unexpected meetings.
( this person doesn't seem terribly dangerous—he supposes it won't hurt to be friendly. )
my name is qifrey. i haven't heard one like yours before; are you far from home?
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⠀ ⠀oh .ᐟ right, rightright— shang qinghua .ᐟ
〈 a quick, apologetic bow of his head. 〉
⠀ ⠀sorry about that, haha .ᐟ didn’t mean to intrude or anything. was just a bit curious where the nice smell was coming from . .
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ah, by the way…
( now that the matter of the soup is settled, he puts his full attention on this newcomer. his countenance remains warm, for now. )
i don't believe i caught your name?
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⠀ ⠀but .ᐟ but, you don’t wanna stay here a bit longer .ᐣ at all .ᐣ
〈 curious tilt of his head once again. looking up at him with those big beady eyes of his . . 〉
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〈 watching as he does such with precision . . admiring his work .ᐟ eyes sparkling again. then, quickly nodding, and proudly placing his hands on his hips .ᐟ 〉
⠀ ⠀well, i’m glad i could help .ᐟ
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( the concept that it could use more substance than flavour…he hums softly, retrieving the named vegetable and cutting it into neat cubes. )
thank you. i think that might just do it.
*it wasn’t the most… breathtaking of views- but from here, the wastelands didn’t look half bad.
… at least he wasn’t screaming and crying anymore*
…
*well, enjoy the view, he’s going back to the ground*
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〈 some more blinks. then, following his gaze . . the view isn’t so bad when he isn’t being dangled over the edge .ᐟ he’d lean against his leg if he wasn’t afraid of getting his ass beat. 〉
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………
*he can ask… doesn’t mean that there was a proper answer to be had.. articulating things was not in his skill set*
. . .
*arms fold, looking out toward the horizon*