[unsurprisingly, that's where he'll be waiting, patient as ever with a black and white speckled horse at his side, munching away on apples. sword-flying would've been faster, but it also consumes quite a bit of energy and he'll have a long way to go after they've convened.
however, won't sizhui be in for a surprise once they finally meet?]
[ There would be a screech, from a golden eagle, above Sizhui's head. Zhui Ri basically scouting ahead for Ji Chong. Something that the bird did on occasion or whenever he asked.
We're sure that, for Sizhui anyway, looking at the man on the strong muscled black horse is like looking at a scruffier version of his father figure. He's wearing red, with a bit of black, and his armor. There's a sword on his back and he slips off of the horse, looking toward Sizhui when he does see him, Zhui Ri coming down to land on his arm. ]
[a noise that immediately draws sizhui's attention, prompting him to hand over what fruit remnants he still has to his horse and fully upturn toward the sky. he narrows his eyes in question, gives the faintest head-tilt then looks away, directing his glance to ji chong as he approaches.
no words could've said it better than that and whenever strange familiarity registers, it shows on his face, in how he's suddenly become wide-eyed and open-mouthed. now, he knows this isn't wei wuxian; they may share the same face but there are clear distinctions with their appearances (even besides the scruffiness). armor, the man's sword, his bird flying down and alighting on his arm. he closes his mouth, opens it again, asks,] Are you—? [hesitates halfway then shuffles forward a couple steps.
obviously, it's who he's waiting for, because who else would know where exactly to meet him outside baling?] You're the ‘chaotic existence’ I'm here for?
[ Fingers brush along Zhui Ri's belly before the bird takes flight again, Ji Chong dismounting from his horse. He notes the way that Sizhui watches him and it amuses him a little.
He doesn't want to burst the boy's bubble and tell him that anyone could find him, especially outside Baling. All it would take is a bit of hard work and a scout. Though, he gives Sizhui a grin, as well as a bit of a laugh. ]
I would be that chaotic existence you're here for.
[his attention upturns to the bird, watching as it flies away before directing to ji chong again, brow still faintly creased with confusion. sizhui knows that staring is rude, but he can't help himself, the resemblance between this man and his father is so uncanny, he wonders if it's possible wei wuxian has a twin brother without realizing.
(although how could one possibly not know something like that? unless it's a case of separated at birth and—) that train of thought is derailed by laughter, which causes more skepticism but also makes a faint smile uptick his own lips at the corners.
he shuffles forward a few steps, circles his arms in front of himself and politely bows.] Nice to finally meet you in person. [after he's restraightened, he then counters,] Stable force, Lan Sizhui, at your service. [like it's an actual title, even though he knows better, just like he's well-aware anybody could've found him at this location, but all that matters is the somebody he'd been waiting for.]
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Southside it is. I'll be there!
[unsurprisingly, that's where he'll be waiting, patient as ever with a black and white speckled horse at his side, munching away on apples. sword-flying would've been faster, but it also consumes quite a bit of energy and he'll have a long way to go after they've convened.
however, won't sizhui be in for a surprise once they finally meet?]
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We're sure that, for Sizhui anyway, looking at the man on the strong muscled black horse is like looking at a scruffier version of his father figure. He's wearing red, with a bit of black, and his armor. There's a sword on his back and he slips off of the horse, looking toward Sizhui when he does see him, Zhui Ri coming down to land on his arm. ]
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no words could've said it better than that and whenever strange familiarity registers, it shows on his face, in how he's suddenly become wide-eyed and open-mouthed. now, he knows this isn't wei wuxian; they may share the same face but there are clear distinctions with their appearances (even besides the scruffiness). armor, the man's sword, his bird flying down and alighting on his arm. he closes his mouth, opens it again, asks,] Are you—? [hesitates halfway then shuffles forward a couple steps.
obviously, it's who he's waiting for, because who else would know where exactly to meet him outside baling?] You're the ‘chaotic existence’ I'm here for?
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He doesn't want to burst the boy's bubble and tell him that anyone could find him, especially outside Baling. All it would take is a bit of hard work and a scout. Though, he gives Sizhui a grin, as well as a bit of a laugh. ]
I would be that chaotic existence you're here for.
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(although how could one possibly not know something like that? unless it's a case of separated at birth and—) that train of thought is derailed by laughter, which causes more skepticism but also makes a faint smile uptick his own lips at the corners.
he shuffles forward a few steps, circles his arms in front of himself and politely bows.] Nice to finally meet you in person. [after he's restraightened, he then counters,] Stable force, Lan Sizhui, at your service. [like it's an actual title, even though he knows better, just like he's well-aware anybody could've found him at this location, but all that matters is the somebody he'd been waiting for.]