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'Cause I'm a little unsteady, a little unsteady.

Calming Presence

You're about to go off the rails. No, no "about," actually. You've left that train track fair behind, and you're crazy. Rage fills every inch of you, and there's no doubt you're about to do something dangerous, stupid, or reckless. Or all three. There's only one person who can calm you down: your partner.

Now, they're using closeness, reassurance, or physical intimacy to remind you what really matters, which is the two of you. Surely, this will bring you back, letting the anger ebb out and you'll be able to think straight again, even if your lover was the actual cause of all this mess.

Won't it? Surely you won't direct your wrath towards them, no matter what.

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[ ooc; either/or works for her. ]

it’s in the name.

[ the calming one. m/f for ships, open to gen. ]

either options work for this one.

[ The calming one. ]

[Would honestly love something gen with this. The calming one.]

[Either role!]

[ Either! ]

[Either.]

[It might have been an experiment gone wrong that has Albedo feeling a little "off the rails" or in this case more irritable than usual. As per his normal policies, he tends to use his alchemic tests on himself before anything else. So now he's left with an irritated feeling bubbling under his skin and he isn't quite sure how to expel it.

... Perhaps one of the other knights has an idea. And it just so happens that the Calvary Captain is the first one he seems to run into.]

... Kaeya, if I could ask you for a moment of your time.

Edited 2021-02-23 04:41 (UTC)

[Out of all people, Kaeya hasn't been expecting Albedo to approach him. Rather, he hasn't been expecting to see him at all. Everyone knows that the alchemist would much rather prefer being somewhere on his own--rather in a lab somewhere or maybe up where he's taken a camp in Dragonspoine.

He quirks a brow at him.]

Yes? Something the matter?

[He...somehow looks different?]

[While that is entirely true even Albedo knows that sometimes one does have to ask for help and assistance now and then. And Kaeya just so happens to be here first. Very convenient.]

I wanted to ask you if I could ask for your assistance in a certain ailment I'm experiencing... If you could keep your discretion on the matter, as well.

[His tone is a bit dull and flat. Well, more than usual.]

[An ailment, huh?

He raises a brow at that.]

Did you test another experiment on yourself?

[The almost lifeless tone that he hears just makes him all the more curious as to what Albedo has done this time.]

(( either role works. m/f and f/f welcome for anything shippy. character info in journal. ))

[ Either role. ]

[The one with the temper.]

[He can try to be calming if you are interested in a Meng Yao.]

[We can try. No promises on how it'll go.]

Meng Yao was torn when the talisman in his pocket burned. While he preferred not to consult his rather complicated feelings about leaving the Unclean Realm and he still had not been able to track down Zewu-jun, he did not not need to leave a bridge unmended. If, it could be mended. Huaisang's message was vague. He had found some work in one of the towns that was the half way point between Qinghe and Gusu, dodging the attention of Wen dogs as he did odd jobs, but there were no permanent obligations tying him down.

He looked over the message again. Second young master, how did you make it sound so urgent and so vague at the same time? Non-plussed, he prepared to maneuver Hensheng back in the direction of Qinghe. His gut said go back and his gut was usually not wrong.

It took about an hour by sword. He was careful to land at the gate so as not to get shot by the archers at the lookout point. With his changed status, he was not sure how he'd be received. He hesitated for a moment, but then rather than wait, he pulled out his own blank talisman and scribbled a short message to both Nie brothers announcing his arrival.

He'd regretted giving Huaisang permission to do this almost as soon as he'd let him contact Meng Yao, but it was too late to stop this and there was a part of him that knew he'd overreacted to some degree. Not that Meng Yao hadn't deserved his punishment, because by rights, he should have faced worse for what he'd done.

But he'd relented, if briefly, his footsteps slowing as he approached the gate after receiving the message, gaze settling on Meng Yao when he stops.

"You're here solely to attend to Huaisang for the time being."

Meng Yao had defaulted to an immediate bow at the Nie Sect Leader's arrival. He raised his head at the statement. His entire face was a question mark. He knew that the second master was disappointed when he left. Actually, he'd be lying if he said that hadn't touched him. He wasn't used to being wanted. Unless someone needed his brain, that was. Had Huaisang thrown a tantrum? He was very careful to keep his smile inward and not to let the corners of his mouth twitch. He raised his gaze cautiously, measuring if it were safe to speak.

"Attend to Huaisang?"

Oh my. Now I'm really curious about what happened. Can't manage your brother, Chifeng-zun?

His face gave away none of his thoughts. He looked a touch confused, but meekly obedient as the properly chastised should.