[ wherever gu yun is, eleanor is just going to saunter in with a a bottle of wine and a bowl full of shrimp. like, completely packed. she'll plop down nearby. ]
All that investigating, and for what? Someone's toblerboner and bloody sheets.
which means, gu yun's at the bar this fine day, mourning the loss of the rice wine (so unnecessary!) when he spots eleanor. despite this memory sharing thing, he's not against the company, and the minute he opens his mouth, eleanor's going to get some entertainment with her drinks.
that is to say...
when the world around them disappears into the space of a memory... eleanor won't be able to see anything.
you're wearing a blindfold and thick robes, nothing like your usual armor. you've been in disguise for the past several hours - acting as a fragrant master. your son stands beside you, and he holds your hand - he's been your "attendant" in disguise, writing the phrases people said out loud into the palm of your hand so you could respond to them. after all, you're supposed to be deaf and blind; you've snuck onto this ship with the goal of dismantling a smuggling operation by a group of men from dong ying, an enemy nation, masquerading as simple traders.
imagine your surprise, when you leapt into this situation, and found that the very person smuggling precious, precious ziliujin out of your country and into the hands of your enemies, is none other than master huang qiao, the commander of the jiangnan navy - one of the only people in your nation nearly equivalent in power to you.
nearly.
you smile, as you pull your hand out of chang geng's. it seems almost careless, and you feel chang geng twitch beside you as you reach up, and find the edge of the blindfold. ]
Master Huang. Commander of the Jiangnan Navy... what a shock. [ the blindfold slips free from your eyes, and the world is revealed to you in crystal clear, brilliant color - a ship's cabin, a room full of traitors, and the marquis of order, their worst nightmare.
the man before you is exactly who you said he was, and you watch recognition turn to fear on his face. ] Hey, Master Huang. That year, when I followed Old General Du to be his errand boy, weren't you just an ambitious soldier? Separated for many years - do you remember me?
[ huang qiao's expression changes to horror. you...you are...
you rip the blindfold free from your head fully - the motion's dramatic, a flash of white silk - and you pull it up to tie your long hair back into a ponytail. casual, easy, smiling. ] What an honor. It seems Commander Huang still recognizes me.
[ the room full of men in the cabin who were badmouthing great liang just minutes before hold completely still, as you casually pick up a dagger - dispatched from a man who tried to kill you, twenty minutes before - and test the weight of it in your hand.
the commander, dumbstruck, repeats like a broken record. "Gu...gu... gu..."
and that smile of yours takes on the sharpness of a knife. it's mean, because you've realized your victory. ] Mm. Gu Yun. Long time no see.
[ there's a clatter - one of the soldiers in the room drops his weapon in fright. ]
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messybench) wrote2021-02-21 12:04 am
week 1, post-trial
All that investigating, and for what? Someone's toblerboner and bloody sheets.
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w2, tuesday! 1/2 just for readability lol
which means, gu yun's at the bar this fine day, mourning the loss of the rice wine (so unnecessary!) when he spots eleanor. despite this memory sharing thing, he's not against the company, and the minute he opens his mouth, eleanor's going to get some entertainment with her drinks.
that is to say...
when the world around them disappears into the space of a memory... eleanor won't be able to see anything.
you're wearing a blindfold and thick robes, nothing like your usual armor. you've been in disguise for the past several hours - acting as a fragrant master. your son stands beside you, and he holds your hand - he's been your "attendant" in disguise, writing the phrases people said out loud into the palm of your hand so you could respond to them. after all, you're supposed to be deaf and blind; you've snuck onto this ship with the goal of dismantling a smuggling operation by a group of men from dong ying, an enemy nation, masquerading as simple traders.
imagine your surprise, when you leapt into this situation, and found that the very person smuggling precious, precious ziliujin out of your country and into the hands of your enemies, is none other than master huang qiao, the commander of the jiangnan navy - one of the only people in your nation nearly equivalent in power to you.
nearly.
you smile, as you pull your hand out of chang geng's. it seems almost careless, and you feel chang geng twitch beside you as you reach up, and find the edge of the blindfold. ]
Master Huang. Commander of the Jiangnan Navy... what a shock. [ the blindfold slips free from your eyes, and the world is revealed to you in crystal clear, brilliant color - a ship's cabin, a room full of traitors, and the marquis of order, their worst nightmare.
the man before you is exactly who you said he was, and you watch recognition turn to fear on his face. ] Hey, Master Huang. That year, when I followed Old General Du to be his errand boy, weren't you just an ambitious soldier? Separated for many years - do you remember me?
[ huang qiao's expression changes to horror. you...you are...
you rip the blindfold free from your head fully - the motion's dramatic, a flash of white silk - and you pull it up to tie your long hair back into a ponytail. casual, easy, smiling. ] What an honor. It seems Commander Huang still recognizes me.
[ the room full of men in the cabin who were badmouthing great liang just minutes before hold completely still, as you casually pick up a dagger - dispatched from a man who tried to kill you, twenty minutes before - and test the weight of it in your hand.
the commander, dumbstruck, repeats like a broken record. "Gu...gu... gu..."
and that smile of yours takes on the sharpness of a knife. it's mean, because you've realized your victory. ] Mm. Gu Yun. Long time no see.
[ there's a clatter - one of the soldiers in the room drops his weapon in fright. ]
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closes eyes
i'm sorry
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