I'm not a kid, oi. [ he grumbles, but keeps his voice down, because they're still in a museum and he's trying to be respectful. he even showered and wore something halfway decent before coming out today. progress. ] I can read the whole damn thing without you needing to give me a reward.
[ he's wondering what kind of book is yq's favorite though. a small part of him expects yan qing to give him some kind of trashy romance novel to read just to make fun of him, but maybe not. yan qing can be as unpredictable as his own flames can be at times, burning too hot and too bright for him to regulate. perhaps it's not so much that he has an open mind, but that he just has poor self-preservation and lacks a healthy fear of dying. but that's par for the course when you consign yourself to a life of playing with fire. ]
I'd say I'd trust your taste, but... [ he snorts a little; yan qing did stay the night with him, didn't he? that's a pretty sure sign of shit taste, if you ask him. ] Well, I'll look forward to it.
[ but before that, they're at the main event, already packed with everyone else crowding around the statute and taking pictures. it's hard to get closer until the crowd clears, but elmott is fine with hanging back for now, looking to yan qing to see what he wants to do first. he's not really in a hurry anyway. ]
[Elmott is absolutely right to trust his taste. When has he ever said anything doubtful? Many times, yes, but they don't matter as long as he's keeping him safe, right? He doesn't mean to be sappy. It's just that the things that matter to him are far and few.
...It might be something he needs to work on. There's a reason he didn't think he was good enough for Elmott to begin with.
For now, they view the statue. Reminiscent of classic Greek icons of ancient times, he thinks the excitable Ritsuka and the bookish Mash would come to appreciate the legend carved in marble, too. That is marble, right? He's a bit disappointed, but not because of the statue's material. He squints.]
Damn, it's cool, but I wanna get a closer look at it... Let's kill time and wait until the crowds are gone. C'mon!
[Without waiting for an answer, he takes Elmott by the hand and starts dragging him to the next exhibit.]
[ yan qing already has him by the hand before elmott can even respond, managing to avoid stumbling as he gets his footing. the next exhibit is filled with large tapestries of beasts and legendary battles, and elmott finds himself staring at one of them that almost reminds him of bahamut if he squints enough. that can't be it, though. one primordial dragon is enough of a handful already.
this room is at least relatively empty, but that may be due to its proximity to the hall of lovers that he keeps hearing people whispering about. he also hasn't let go of yan qing's hand as he takes a closer look at another tapestry, being careful not to touch anything. ]
Just as Elmott moves on to the next artifact, Yan Qing meets him halfway. It seems he wants to linger around the dragon tapestry a while longer, because he keeps Elmott there as he examines it.]
You said you were from Phantagrande, yeah? Did that place have dragons like this one, too?
[ it takes effort to push down the involuntary urge to stiffen up when yan qing gets closer without him realizing it. but he doesn't pull away, eyes still trained on the tapestry in front of them. ]
I wouldn't say I like it. It just reminded me of somethin'. [ he stuffs his hands in his jacket pockets, bringing yan qing's hand with his. ] Yeah, kind of. They come in all kinds of sizes.
[ there's bahamut and then there's vyrn. jury's still out whether or not he's actually a lizard. ]
[ He's a little giddy that Elmott's been taking the lead more, and it makes him bubble with laughter. Elmott's holding his hand! Which should only be natural at this point, but he remembers when the guy couldn't even look him in the eye. This much is something to celebrate. ]
Any of 'em Yan Qing-sized? I can be a dragon too. Roar!
[ He tiptoes, leans in, and pretends to bite Elmott's neck. But Elmott holding his hand puts Yan Qing in an awkward position, so he ends up stumbling into him. ]
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[ he's wondering what kind of book is yq's favorite though. a small part of him expects yan qing to give him some kind of trashy romance novel to read just to make fun of him, but maybe not. yan qing can be as unpredictable as his own flames can be at times, burning too hot and too bright for him to regulate. perhaps it's not so much that he has an open mind, but that he just has poor self-preservation and lacks a healthy fear of dying. but that's par for the course when you consign yourself to a life of playing with fire. ]
I'd say I'd trust your taste, but... [ he snorts a little; yan qing did stay the night with him, didn't he? that's a pretty sure sign of shit taste, if you ask him. ] Well, I'll look forward to it.
[ but before that, they're at the main event, already packed with everyone else crowding around the statute and taking pictures. it's hard to get closer until the crowd clears, but elmott is fine with hanging back for now, looking to yan qing to see what he wants to do first. he's not really in a hurry anyway. ]
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...It might be something he needs to work on. There's a reason he didn't think he was good enough for Elmott to begin with.
For now, they view the statue. Reminiscent of classic Greek icons of ancient times, he thinks the excitable Ritsuka and the bookish Mash would come to appreciate the legend carved in marble, too. That is marble, right? He's a bit disappointed, but not because of the statue's material. He squints.]
Damn, it's cool, but I wanna get a closer look at it... Let's kill time and wait until the crowds are gone. C'mon!
[Without waiting for an answer, he takes Elmott by the hand and starts dragging him to the next exhibit.]
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this room is at least relatively empty, but that may be due to its proximity to the hall of lovers that he keeps hearing people whispering about. he also hasn't let go of yan qing's hand as he takes a closer look at another tapestry, being careful not to touch anything. ]
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[His voice is a little too close for comfort.
Just as Elmott moves on to the next artifact, Yan Qing meets him halfway. It seems he wants to linger around the dragon tapestry a while longer, because he keeps Elmott there as he examines it.]
You said you were from Phantagrande, yeah? Did that place have dragons like this one, too?
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I wouldn't say I like it. It just reminded me of somethin'. [ he stuffs his hands in his jacket pockets, bringing yan qing's hand with his. ] Yeah, kind of. They come in all kinds of sizes.
[ there's bahamut and then there's vyrn. jury's still out whether or not he's actually a lizard. ]
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Any of 'em Yan Qing-sized? I can be a dragon too. Roar!
[ He tiptoes, leans in, and pretends to bite Elmott's neck. But Elmott holding his hand puts Yan Qing in an awkward position, so he ends up stumbling into him. ]