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It had been an instinctive reaction for the traveler to seek the closest form of shelter as a sudden downpour began to fall from dark clouds that had appeared with little warning. Unfortunately for Kaminari, said 'shelter' had been the wide hat that the puppet so loved to wear. As Aether practically stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the wanderer, he gave Kami a sheepish grin, golden eyes somewhat pleading.
"I don't suppose I could convince you to share?" He knows what he's requesting is akin to asking Paimon to share her favorite food, but he can't help but hope that Kami might take some pity on him in the midst of this bit of bad weather.
If not - well, Aether would just have to make a run for it and hope he could find an alternative before he got TOO soaked.
he's not sure why the traveler enjoys his hat so much. for that matter, kami can't understand why ANYONE finds his hat so fascinating. surely they've all seen equally decorated hats? humans. they have strange fascinations with even stranger trinkets.
well, aether isn't exactly a human, but he still mingles among them well enough to PASS for one. kami offers himself no such similar luxuries. THOUGH, it's also probably why he feels a little more comfortable around aether. kami can relate to him just a touch more. not that kami feels comfortable overall ― the traveler is still a cautionary tale, a living reminder that kami still has a lot of amends to make. aether is wholly GOOD, someone kami could never fully be, or even WANTS to be.
the strange companionship they formed is nice though. if only that annoying floating creature calling herself paimon didn't try to insult him every two words. her lack of presence would make aether even more tolerable.
"you have the audacity," kami chides, no actual scorn in his words. "to try and cozy up to me, JUST to use my hat." TSK. with anyone else, the answer would be a hard no, and he'd get some mild amusement in watching them run for shelter. but perhaps because aether's been kind enough to him in the past, there's no real harm in returning the favor, even just a tiny one.
"fine, but only until it stops raining."
kaminari takes the hat off his head, and rests it atop aether's head. "also, if you even look like you're about to take off with it, i am revoking all hat privileges forever."
"Chongyun's the best big brother ever - oh, him and Raven, I mean!"
the exorcist is wearing the largest smile now. as they glance down at rei, they only see a little girl who's gained herself a whole family. maybe not the most ideal family, considering she probably needed parents. chongyun adores her regardless; she's been so much of a positive influence on their own life, chongyun CAN'T imagine not having her around anymore.
reaching down, chongyun pats her on the head with one hand, handing her a popsicle with the other. "if you don't tell raven about this, i'll even give you a second one," chongyun says happily. not that raven would likely care in the first place, but still. spoiling rei with sweets before she's had a proper meal? such a thing should not be allowed under any other circumstances, but chongyun is riding the compliment high.
though just to double check, chongyun is even looking around. both sides, in front of him, and even glancing over his shoulder. he can't see raven anywhere in any of the four directions. that's probably a good sign, right? right?
(chongyun should probably also glance UP.)
"also rei," chongyun continues, glancing back down at her. "you're the best little sister anyone could ask for. my favorite little sister, even!"
it's LUCKY that chongyun was nearby when the possession had happened. they are used to being called whenever an incident occurs, but chongyun had always helped strangers, distant acquaintances at best. never anyone they have a personal relationship, or someone chongyun might even consider a friend.
so to be called this time had chongyun getting straight to business, mentally preparing their talismans and even weapon, preparing for a long battle. chongyun almost collapsed in fear upon realizing the person they needed to assist this time was GAMING.
there hadn't been any time to let emotions show. there hadn't even been a need to lift a blade against the host body. because as soon as chongyun arrived, the demon had all but fled, though chongyun had managed to throw down at least one attack, a circle of chilled air to surround gaming and keep him still. mostly still.
it seems as though gaming is coming back, so chongyun crouches down, ignoring the panicked murmurs from the others. it had been yet another disappointing experience, and chongyun feels ill over it this time. he doesn't like seeing people lose their sense of self in general, he likes it even less when it's someone he has a fondness for. he watches as gaming struggles to regain his senses, so chongyun balances his claymore over his knees, resting his elbows upon it.
"he's fine," chongyun finally responds. "give him room to breathe." they wave their hand, removing the circle of cold, trusting that whever the demon is now, it's not within gaming. "also no, he isn't going to die, calm down."
their gaze remains focused on the lion dancer. gaze probably more hardened than usual, though it's to hide how worried chongyun feels.
"gaming, can you hear me?" they finally ask. "if you can hear me, give me a thumbs up." it would be just like gaming to do something like that, what with how laid back and jovial he is on a good day.
@oficeandwind || Starter Call
Everything had gone so quickly that the world felt like a blur to Gaming. One moment, he’d been fighting off a bunch of Treasure Hoarders, trying to keep the relics that he’d been tasked to escort safe from their greedy hands, and the next–
The next, he’d felt as if something had wrapped around him, making it so he couldn’t see, hear, or breathe. His body felt as if he’d been encased in ice, both numbing and painful as he floated in what seemed to otherwise be a suffocating nothingness. It didn’t matter how he might try to fight against whatever had a hold over him, for each time he did, it was as if that frigid grip on him tightened further, threatening to strangle him completely. Still, Gaming knew that he needed to get free, needed to escape whatever was happening - he didn’t know what this was, but it was clearly nothing good.
And then, suddenly, it was gone, with everything returning at once. Sight, sounds, sensation, and most importantly, the ability to suck oxygen into his lungs. Along with that, however, was also a sudden weakness that caused the claymore to fall from his hands and his body to drop. Everything felt as if it were moving in slow motion as his legs buckled and he began falling to the ground, stopping only when he met with the hard dirt path. All around him, he could hear what sounded like panicked voices, and he vaguely recognized some as his employers, while others were his fellow escorts - one, however, was entirely unfamiliar to him. Had one of the Treasure Hoarders come back… ?
Someone rolled Gaming over onto his back, and the guard found himself blinking foggily up at the sky, with the world as little more than a blur around him - except there was something above him that wasn’t the sky. It took him a moment to realize this, as the figure shared many colours with the expanse that stretched out above him. Had the individual not moved, Gaming wouldn’t have even noticed them there at all…
“Is he gonna be okay?” came a frantic voice. That was… Jietang? Why did he sound so freaked out? “He’s still really pale - is he gonna die, Chongyun?”
Chongyun? He… knew that name…