Ling Yao || Greed (
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⇋ 001 - action
[Well, this was definitely different. One minute Greed was on his way to Central, the next he found himself in a... classroom? What the hell. He didn't remember passing out, yet he just woke up here. And his clothes were different too, what even...
One thing was for sure, he didn't recognize where he was and he didn't like it one bit.
If you're that worried about where we are, why not let me take over? ...Of course the damn Prince wasn't going to keep his mouth shut. I could try reading the dragon's pulse. That should give us a better idea of where we are, at least.
If I wanted your help, I'd ask for it. Mind your own damn business.
This is my business.
Yeah, he was just going to ignore him. And try to shake the feeling that something was off.]
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Hey, you.
[If you're walking through the halls of the school, you might be approached by this weird, sort of Chinese looking guy. Yeah, Greed decided that the gathering information alone thing wasn't working out, so he's trying the good old method of actually asking people.]
Mind telling me where this dump is and how I get the hell out of here? I'm kinda in the middle of something important and I'd like to get back to it.
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[So after a while, Ling had actually managed to gain control and explore on his own. How did that work out for him, you ask?
Not so well, judging from the fact that there is now one Xingese prince keeled over in the middle of the hallway.]
...so... hungry...
[Help him out? Stare at the weirdo? Laugh at his misfortune? All of the above?]
One thing was for sure, he didn't recognize where he was and he didn't like it one bit.
If you're that worried about where we are, why not let me take over? ...Of course the damn Prince wasn't going to keep his mouth shut. I could try reading the dragon's pulse. That should give us a better idea of where we are, at least.
If I wanted your help, I'd ask for it. Mind your own damn business.
This is my business.
Yeah, he was just going to ignore him. And try to shake the feeling that something was off.]
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Hey, you.
[If you're walking through the halls of the school, you might be approached by this weird, sort of Chinese looking guy. Yeah, Greed decided that the gathering information alone thing wasn't working out, so he's trying the good old method of actually asking people.]
Mind telling me where this dump is and how I get the hell out of here? I'm kinda in the middle of something important and I'd like to get back to it.
B
[So after a while, Ling had actually managed to gain control and explore on his own. How did that work out for him, you ask?
Not so well, judging from the fact that there is now one Xingese prince keeled over in the middle of the hallway.]
...so... hungry...
[Help him out? Stare at the weirdo? Laugh at his misfortune? All of the above?]
a.
[ Plain, simple, and blunt. ]
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...funny. Try again.
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[ Because she's already getting quite annoyed. If he's not going to believe her, then there's no point in trying to convince him. ]
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1/2
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B!
As soon as Celica spots Ling keeled over in the hallway, she runs on over to him. She doesn't recognize the guy, so he's either new, or maybe just an NPC... But it hardly matters either way, because he looks like he's in so much pain! And NPC or not, that does not sit well with Celica. No being in pain okok... And so she squats next to him, clearly concerned.]
Excuse me! Are you okay?
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So weak... Need... food...
[That should answer your question well enough, Celica.]
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[This is troublesome... and this guy needs help...! Hmm..]
...Oh! There's a vending machine just a little down the hall... I'll go get you something from it, okay? Just hang in there!
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[And indeed, he just keeps lying there, not really moving.]
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Okay! I'll hurry, so I'll be right back!
[And so she does. She wishes she could use her healing powers to make him feel better, but 1) the afterlife's regeneration system kind of makes it useless, and 2) he's hungry, not injured. So alas. Celica gets up and runs down the hall. Only a minute or two later, she returns with a bag of chips and squats down next to Ling again.]
It's not much of a meal, but this should do for now, right? So you could at least have enough food in your system to walk... Then I could help you find actual food. [Or she can make it. Whatever's easier!]
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A
[ Madoka quickly and politely bows to him when he speaks up as if she was the one who initiated the conversation to begin with and it's her fault for being impolite.. ]
Um, I'm not sure if you'll like the answer though.. it's probably not what you expect, sir. I'm sorry..
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Just because you're rude...]
If I were only interested in what I want to hear, I wouldn't be asking. So go on.
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Do you maybe remember dying..? Some people forget.
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[There were a lot of answers he would have accepted, but that wasn't one of them. Greed's a stubborn one, sorry Madoka.]
I won't pretend I get what's happening here, but like hell I'm dead. That ain't even possible.
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.. It's the truth though.. [ Yeah, she's starting to look more awkward by the minute here. ] Um-- for example, you can notice it since even if people "die" while in this place, they don't actually die, they just come back after a little bit..
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B, 1/2
So Ichigo runs away. ]
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Don't worry, sir! I've got something right here!
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Then he notices the smell. I-Is that... food?!]
Ah... I-I'm saved? [Using what strength he had left, he sat up and... yep, that was definitely food. Don't mind him, Ichigo, he's just going to dig right in. Yeah, it's kinda rude, but he was about to die (again) from starvation, so please give him a break.
...he sure is eating quickly...]
I thought I was done for there! Thank you so much.
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No problem! It was just leftovers anyway.
[ That's what bread pudding is after all! Old stale bread that you can't use as bread anymore made into a delicious dessert. 8')
Still... that was really fast eating.. She eats a lot, but not that speedily and messily... ]
Did you forget to eat here?
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[Sorry Ling, but NPCs really don't care about your problems.]
No, not really. I just got here, that's all. So I haven't had the chance to look around for food yet.
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[..It was sad that she had said that before she was surrounded by people who would recover from it.]
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