Well... he's not so much looking at things as he is... erm... obliterating them. I'm in bed on mobile so forgive the link but it's a lot of these first two gifs essentially, just manifesting purple lightning weapons of all kinds and destroying the fuck out of these mechanical guards. Wowie]
[At the sound, he pauses, spear in hand....... and then stabs Rupert with it surprise you are week 1 victim--
No just kidding. He relaxes out of his battle stance and takes his mask off, giving Rupert a friendly smile as machine bits spark and burn around him.]
Not a real one, but I can manage. [He copies Rupert's movements--they're not quite as smooth, but he does a decent job of following along!! A perk of long legs.]
[LAYS DOWN... MY RUPERT... I'M SO SAD I WISH CHILDE COULD APPRECIATE THIS THE WAY I DO!!!!!!!!!!
Unfortunately he does not... but he is polite about this anyway. There's no escaping the memory as they go through it, but once it ends, he glances at Rupert, gauging how he feels about seeing this.]
Well, that's good! [Childe may not be a giant sappy romantic like Sasaki or Kaveh or any number of other characters I play, but he isn't a bitter anti either; he has no reason not to be glad for Rupert here.] Are you heading back to him, once we're done here?
[he's in the first aid center and awake! he's been defibbed but i don't know how that turned out yet. either way he's got bandages like everywhere yay. he looks over, kind of unfocused, voice a hoarse whisper when he talks.]
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week 0, monday
They work fast. [Locked up again already...]
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w1 wednesday
what's childe looking at when he wanders in...]
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Well... he's not so much looking at things as he is... erm... obliterating them. I'm in bed on mobile so forgive the link but it's a lot of these first two gifs essentially, just manifesting purple lightning weapons of all kinds and destroying the fuck out of these mechanical guards. Wowie]
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No just kidding. He relaxes out of his battle stance and takes his mask off, giving Rupert a friendly smile as machine bits spark and burn around him.]
Hey there! Did you want a turn?
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he shakes his head, though.]
No, I was just looking around... What were those things?
w2 monday
This is so cool.
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Childe can't help but laugh at his awe, though it's not a mean sound. IT IS ENDEARING and relatable tbh.]
Do they have those winged horses where you're from, too?
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[he had not seen them yet but he sounds so excited]
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We have to try it immediately.
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[WHY NOT... what's the worst that could happen]
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Ever ridden one before? I mean, normal horses or something like this.
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Not a real one, but I can manage. [He copies Rupert's movements--they're not quite as smooth, but he does a decent job of following along!! A perk of long legs.]
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[shifting just a little bit]
Okay, so... You're going want to hold onto the reins and when you're ready to go, tap their side carefully with your heels.
[i refuse to google but this seems right probably]
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But Childe has no reason not to believe him, so he will do as instructed!! AND THE HORSE STARTS MOVING... WOW....]
Okay, now what?
w3 monday
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Unfortunately he does not... but he is polite about this anyway. There's no escaping the memory as they go through it, but once it ends, he glances at Rupert, gauging how he feels about seeing this.]
...It's tough to leave people behind.
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It is, but - a lot's happened since then. We worked it out.
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Yeah. Between the school and the hotel, so - at least a few months by now.
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Yeah. We actually got married about a week before I showed up here? So... I'm really looking forward to it, when all of this ends.
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[BOOZE! BOOZE FOR SWEET RUPERT AND HIS NEW HUSBAND]
week 3, thursday
Childe is just visiting calmly though... checking on him... I swear to god if you're dead tomorrow I'll explode]
Rupert?
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That's me.
[don't make jokes you loser]
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You should rest your voice--I won't stay long. Do you want some tea?
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but he nods]
Sure. Thank you.
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Alright, just a minute.
[HE WILL LEAVE and come back in a bit with some tea that has honey in it... for poor Rupert's throat]
I'll ask the others about the trip, but are you doing okay otherwise?