[ She isn't threatening at all right now. She's bedraggled and drenched, only having vaguely noticed with shock that it felt like the water itself had foisted her out, a brief great, even the water doesn't want to have anything to do with me (an inane thought, brought about by maybe nearly drowning).
March also hardly needs helpful suggestions or orders, either. Whoever's just propped her up has a steady hand, firm but gentle, which inexplicably reminds her of Dan Heng whenever he'd maneuvered her out of danger.
But first, the coughing. It's not at all attractive or impressive, the way her shoulders hunch and she hacks and chokes up all the water she'd swallowed. Which, unfortunately, was a lot. There's absolutely no way to make the noises sound adorable.
Finally, hoarsely, reflexive tears stinging her eyes as she stares at the sand-- ]
( that's an understatement, really. it was certainly a bad landing, made worse likely by the fact she had her mouth open in panic, a natural reaction. she'd have swallowed far less water otherwise, but at the very least he's glad to see all of it is successfully coughed out - as glad as an emotionally inept man can be, since it hardly shows on his face at all.
dan feng waits a few moments, watching the rise and fall of her chest for any abnormalities. she's breathing well, and manages to speak without any more coughs. it's best if she takes some time to steady her breathing, to refill her lungs with air and not water. the hand on her back stays where it is, gentle and careful, until it's made clear that she won't need any more assistance. )
You're drenched, ( a very obvious statement thank you ) and I can tell you're no native to the Xianzhou.
( dan feng pauses here, if only because the words he wishes to say next would counter his desire for peace and quiet. he thinks on it, ) The Alchemy Commission should have a change of dry clothes for you. ( and there's no reason for her to know where that is, and boy if it the luofu's delves aren't a maze to navigate for outsiders, ) I will escort you there, then leave you to the Cloud Knights to bring you to the Seat of Divine Foresight.
( because she is, still, a random girl who fell from the sky of the dragonvista. who's to say she's an ally, especially in such times of war? )
[ Only belatedly does it occur to her to peer (blearily) at her savior, taking in an appearance that is... both incredibly familiar and incredibly not. Dan Heng had looked early unrecognizable until he'd decided to speak and the voice and the uncertain softness in his eyes had been more than enough to confirm his identity.
But this man looks at her as though he's never seen her in his life and truthfully, even if she knows she wouldn't remember it, she's pretty sure that feeling's mutual. Then...
She thinks back to the statue. ]
Dan Heng's... brother?
[ It's not that, is it? But even March knew by now it wasn't exactly that simple, and her confusion only grows exponentially by the second. The Cloud Knights. The Seat of Divine Foresight. The Alchemy Commission. She knows all those terms, but-- ]
Wait, this is the Xianzhou Luofu?? But why am I here? I was just--
[ It is starting to sink in, with a growing air of anxiety and dread, that things went... wonky. ]
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Date: 2024-01-28 03:45 am (UTC)March also hardly needs helpful suggestions or orders, either. Whoever's just propped her up has a steady hand, firm but gentle, which inexplicably reminds her of Dan Heng whenever he'd maneuvered her out of danger.
But first, the coughing. It's not at all attractive or impressive, the way her shoulders hunch and she hacks and chokes up all the water she'd swallowed. Which, unfortunately, was a lot. There's absolutely no way to make the noises sound adorable.
Finally, hoarsely, reflexive tears stinging her eyes as she stares at the sand-- ]
Worst... landing ever...
sorry for the wait ive been obsessing over penacony and it's not even out yet........
Date: 2024-02-05 11:42 pm (UTC)dan feng waits a few moments, watching the rise and fall of her chest for any abnormalities. she's breathing well, and manages to speak without any more coughs. it's best if she takes some time to steady her breathing, to refill her lungs with air and not water. the hand on her back stays where it is, gentle and careful, until it's made clear that she won't need any more assistance. )
You're drenched, ( a very obvious statement thank you ) and I can tell you're no native to the Xianzhou.
( dan feng pauses here, if only because the words he wishes to say next would counter his desire for peace and quiet. he thinks on it, ) The Alchemy Commission should have a change of dry clothes for you. ( and there's no reason for her to know where that is, and boy if it the luofu's delves aren't a maze to navigate for outsiders, ) I will escort you there, then leave you to the Cloud Knights to bring you to the Seat of Divine Foresight.
( because she is, still, a random girl who fell from the sky of the dragonvista. who's to say she's an ally, especially in such times of war? )
completely and totally understandable tbh
Date: 2024-02-06 02:33 pm (UTC)But this man looks at her as though he's never seen her in his life and truthfully, even if she knows she wouldn't remember it, she's pretty sure that feeling's mutual. Then...
She thinks back to the statue. ]
Dan Heng's... brother?
[ It's not that, is it? But even March knew by now it wasn't exactly that simple, and her confusion only grows exponentially by the second. The Cloud Knights. The Seat of Divine Foresight. The Alchemy Commission. She knows all those terms, but-- ]
Wait, this is the Xianzhou Luofu?? But why am I here? I was just--
[ It is starting to sink in, with a growing air of anxiety and dread, that things went... wonky. ]