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[Executor. Executor!]
’Huh? What’s up Blazejudicator?’
[We finally landed,] the spirit Kaijin answered. [Looks like we’re in a small town that’s at least a third of Stone Claw.]
’And it’s hot as hell as well. By the way, why do I feel like I’m covered in splinters?’
[Give a mont,] Blazejudicator paused as they confird their surroudnings. [It appears you have crashed into soone’s shack.]
’Well...shit.’
[And the owner of that shack is now walking towards you.]
’Ah, fuck nuggets.’
...Speaking of the owner...
"My...shack...," Lythero mumbled while staring at the absolute wreckage that was his ho.
When Lythero first arrived to Papaya Town, there wasn’t a whole lot in terms of buildings, businesses or lodgings.
There was, however, a lot of empty land and a village guardian who maintained it and protected it from the local wildlife and criminal elents.
Under these conditions, Lythero managed to secure a small bit livable patch of land and went about establishing a ho for himself.
That ho ca in the form of a shack that initially looked nice, but had lost its luster over ti due to a combination of missed/ignored opportunities and a small dash of depression.
At the very least, the shack served as a decent roof over his head, and as a barrier against the local mosquitos.
But now, in the span of ti it took soone to cook an egg, that shack was now a pile of splintered wood and Lythero’s weirdly possession were scattered about and possibly damaged.
Granted, Lythero was more focused on his destroyed shack than anything else right now. If anything else of his was destroyed, he wasn’t going to notice until later when he finally took the ti to assess the aftermath.
"Alright," Lythero grumbled to himself after reaffirming his focus towards the ruined crater that was his ho for the past few years. "Ti to see whether or not I have to kill soone."
And it was with that observation made that Lythero walked towards the newly ford crater, unaware that the source of this destruction was going to be the kick in the pants he’s been looking for for all of this ti.
...anwhile...
=Excellent.=
Pathos paused as he realized sothing was wrong.
=What?,= Logos asked with genuine confusion. =Let see what you’re on...oh.=
=Well, good news, the detection thods are working, this guy just has a seal placed on his cultivation.=
=And the bad news is that we we can’t use this guy to isolate a location.=
=Because just like our lord, this guy is mixed. Can’t tell if we’re on Umbral Spider or Dozing Salamander with those features.=
...Now back to Papaya Town...
’Fuck it, I’m just going to play this honestly,’ Zhen Liu eventually concluded once he sensed the probable owner of the shack walking towards him.
[Whatever you say, Executor.]
"Bah! I live!"
^Fucking hell, man!^
Zhen Liu had popped out of the wreckage he had caused in a rather enthusiastic manner, with both of his arms raised into the air like he was stretching himself awake after a deep sleep. That said, he didn’t maintain this pose for long once he noticed the humid warm night ti air tickling his bare chest.
Evidently, Zhen Liu’s shirt didn’t survive the crash.
"Again with this? Really?," Zhen Liu muttered as he looked over his half-naked state. "At this point, I need to make myself an indestructible shirt...or at least figure out why my pants remain in-tact and-?"
^Uh...hello?^
"Eh?"
Zhen Liu was already well aware of the existence of the shack’s owner, a fully cloaked man who radiated an aura of distrust and disdain of everyone in a five mile radius, and was more than ready to apologize for the wanton destruction of property after taking on the role of a good natured but clumsy force of nature.
However, he couldn’t do that right away due to a bit of information that was just brought to light by this growing exchange.
^Okay, it looks like you do understand speech. Now, I don’t know if you’re supposed to be a celestial fairy or sothing, but you kind of destroyed my house and maybe most of my worldly possessions,^ the cloaked man began to ramble. ^So I would really appreciate it if...^
’Uh oh...’
Zhen Liu didn’t understand a single word that was coming out of this guy’s mouth.
Zhen Liu recognized the language as Ember Talk, since he heard Ostenna use it a couple tis, but he had yet to actually get an official language pack shoved into his skull.
And unfortunately, he didn’t have a convenient library or spirits to download the information he needed into his mind. Thankfully though, he still had so Kaijin power.
Now, he just needed a little luck.
...
’Blazejudicator. Shot in the dark. Do you know Ember Speak?’
[I actually do know Ember Speak,] Blazejudicator confird. [I made it a point to study every single language and law record we had on hand in the library. Can’t be a good judge if there’s a language barrier.]
’Sweet! That ans we can-wait a minute," Zhen Liu paused once he realized sothing important about Blazejudicator’s choice of literature and academia. ’Am I going to end up speaking like a lawyer or an incredibly formal manner if I use your language package for this?’
[Maybe?,] Blazejudicator shrugged. [This is the first ti I’ve ever done sothing like this.]
’Fair enough.’
[Cool, this might sting a little...]
’I am way too used to my brain being subjected to info dumps, I’m fairly certain that I can handle -’
Unfortunately, Zhen Liu couldn’t finish that sentence before feeling like soone lit his brain on fire.
Evidently this was a very different sensation in comparison to what Logos and Pathos usually do.
...
^...I would really appreciate it if-^
BAM!
^What the fuck?!^
Part way through Lythero’s rant/plea/social breakdown at the possibility of having a lifeti wish being granted, Zhen Liu punched himself in the face partway through it.
Needless to say, Lythero was incredibly confused by this deliberate act of self-harm.
^Ah, sorry about that,^ Zhen Liu suddenly said after shaking his hand and rubbing the injured part of his face. ^I am used to speaking Hoof Speech and Tide Tongue, so I needed to readjust my mindset to the proper locale.^
^I see...,^ Lythero nodded before realizing that that sentence made no sense. ^Wait, what?^
^Worry about it later,^ Zhen Liu dismissed while taking a seat atop a pile of splintered planks of wood with an unnecessary amount of flare. ^I believe you ntioned sothing about being disappointed I wasn’t a sexy celestial fairy and that I owe you recompensation for the shack? By the way, what is your na?^
^Uhh...yes,^ Lythero nodded. ^My na’s Lythero. Lythero Rajani.^
^Hmmm. Na sounds fake.^
^How did you-?!^
^But yes,^ Zhen Liu interrupted by clapping his hands and changing his seating position. ^My na is Zhen Liu, and I do need to provide you recompensation for this wrecked house. In fact, if you want I can rebuild the whole thing in an instant or I can rebuild it into sothing else entirely. What do you say?^
...anwhile...
=Absolutely none.=
=Abso-fucking-lutely.=
...Now back to the present conversation...
^I...huh...^
To put it bluntly, Lythero was caught completely off guard by Zhen Liu’s strange deanor.
The man had literally, not figuratively, crashed into a wooden shack after flying through the sky at speeds that set him ablaze, and yet did not seem to have a single scratch on him.
Save for a destroyed shirt.
And now, this strange man was just acting as if he had the whole world dancing in his...wait a minute...
’He...he can’t be...’
A possibility popped into Lythero’s head, causing him to visibly pause and stare in Zhen Liu’s direction.
Silence then fell over the two as Zhen Liu continued to wait for Lythero’s answer...only to be posed an unexpected question.
^Are you...the Star Caller?^
...
’Oh shit, wasn’t expecting that... Blazejudicator. Mind helping with this?’
[Any opportunity to have lifelong loyalty to sworn is a grand one in my opinion.]
’A simple yes would suffice.’
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