Huaisang hadn't expected it, the other to offer his arm like this but he with his other hand he hooks his ban to his sash to which a jade pendant and a paint brush were already set. Much to his brother's chagrin he never remembered to carry his saber but he never forgot those three things.
He leads Billy through the doors and down one of the wrap arounds toward the gardens. They weren't particularly fancy. It's modest all considering and it is mostly Huaisang's work in this particular garden. There are birds a plenty, different colored canaries, not all of them had been captured, many of them had been born right here.
There's even an attempt at growing lotuses in memory of a fallen friend -- it's not going well, Qinghe is mountainous and Lotuses need a lot of water which is not abundant there. There aren't any flowers like roses but smaller petals, more humble and some almost looking like wildflowers (and they probably were).
"It is not much." But it's weeded and the path is well kept and there are trees in several places for shade on warm days.
Not much? It's a lot for this place that Billy has seen so little of and yet seemed so... austere. It was enough to be a true comfort. So he smiles and lets himself be led around. But it's beautiful enough for him. He pauses when they reach the small water area where there are clearly things supposed to come up.
"What is that?" Billy asks, gesturing toward the water area.
There's a flicker of sadness when he looks at the area. He lets go of the other's arm to crouch down carefully, not intending to get his robes dirty. He studies the soil and there's no sprouts still. He smiles as he glances back up.
"I'm trying to figure out how to grow lotuses here. I had a friend who grew up with the Jiang Clan in Yunmeng it is a territory filled with lakes and rivers and lotuses grow easily. The lotus flower is also their crest. He died not long ago," Huaisang explains, slowly pushing himself back up.
"I've managed to bring one seed to sprout but it didn't last. Lotuses can be stubborn and defiant in places that don't suit them just like my friend was."
"The dirty here is rocky and dry. There's no soft ground and we do not have so much water as there is in Yunmeng."
Huaisang motioned toward the mountaintops. "Growing things here is harder in general," Huaisang says. Which makes it more clear how much work he had put into this garden, growing flowers and raising birds with beautiful songs.
"It means something to you. So no, it's not silly to try. So, let's see. You need softer ground and a natural welling up of water?"
He considers the area, looking around, trying to figure out where the low point of the place is. "Do you need flowing water, or more like a pond or what? Tell me what you imagine."
Huaisang feels a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, a real one this
time. He nods at the other's question. He doesn't quite get why he's asking.
"Ponds work fine for lotuses," Nie Huaisang murmurs and he thinks to the
last time he was in Yunmeng and he looks at the pitiful area he's been
trying to grow in.
"I just imagine clean water and soft soil for the seeds to sprout and grow
in. The lotus flower is a beautiful one."
Well, that's something he can work with. Billy's hands reach out as he starts to chant under his breath in German. The pale blue light his fingers give off as they press so very lightly to Huaisang's temple isn't bright enough to blind. But the touch does come with something like a gentle warmth mixed with a static shock but less surprising. Like the air is charged with electricity.
Billy's eyes take on the same blue cast as he mumbles under his breath, working a spell to see the image in the other man's mind, knowing talking about it would bring up what Huaisang wants. Only then does he reach his other hand out, palm outstretched, toward the desired area.
The changes come in a soft swell of blue light. Clean water for a pond. Soft soil for sprouting. A few lily pads to shelter the water, and some fish. But no lotus flowers. Those, that would be Huaisang's responsiblility.
When the light falls away and Billy lowers his hands there it is. An area just as Huaisang would have imagined it. And Billy smiles.
"Hopefully this will suit your seeds," he says, looking back to his work. "Did I get it right?"
The touch startled Huaisang a little, brow furrowing and his closed fan
turning in his hand as he keeps his attention on Billy. However the other
could do what he did is magical and Huaisang stares at the results in
surprise.
“Yes...” Huaisang says, staring at the changes that had been made and then
smiling brightly as he looks back to his betrothed.
"I warp the fabric of reality with my words," Billy admits. He definitely smiles a bit wider because, well, Huaisang seems happier for all of this to have happened.
Which matters to him.
"My betrothal gift to you. I trust you to handle the seeds on your own."
That's... a lot to take in and he glances down at the pond again. "It's real?" he questions, it's unbelievable but it just all feels surreal. He can hardly be blamed for a little disbelief about it.
"I can," he confirms, though, exhaling. "Thank you..."
"It's real. And it will remain. A spell just for you. This might be the most fertile spot in your garden now. I hope it grows what you want."
But he smiles. At least he could do this one good thing. And the guy seems REALLY happy about it so that's good too. For the first moment he almost feels good about all of this.
"I don't have anything I can do like this for you," Huaisang says, words
don't feel like enough to return his gratitude. He still remembers how much
his friend had loved his home at Lotus Pier in Yunmeng, had loved the Lotus
that grew and their seeds. Now he would have a piece of that friend.
"So?" Billy asks, genuinely confused as he tilts his head at Huaisang. "I... could probably use clothes that people here won't have problems with. Bet you know some tailors to make some really nice stuff? This is just what I can do."
And his gift. If he's going to be a part of this place, he neds to offer the man what he deserves in a partner.
Huaisang smiles and he glances over the other. He does like Billy's clothes
as odd as they are but people don't really understand them maybe with time.
However, making an effort to connect with their culture can go along way.
"I can have some robes made for you," he nods, eyes mirthful at the idea.
"Daoist magic and astronomy," Huaisang answers, leading him back to where the food is. "I'm quite the disappointment. The Nie Sect wield blades and our blades have spirits and that is where we cultivate our magic. Martial arts is what is respected here."
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He leads Billy through the doors and down one of the wrap arounds toward the gardens. They weren't particularly fancy. It's modest all considering and it is mostly Huaisang's work in this particular garden. There are birds a plenty, different colored canaries, not all of them had been captured, many of them had been born right here.
There's even an attempt at growing lotuses in memory of a fallen friend -- it's not going well, Qinghe is mountainous and Lotuses need a lot of water which is not abundant there. There aren't any flowers like roses but smaller petals, more humble and some almost looking like wildflowers (and they probably were).
"It is not much." But it's weeded and the path is well kept and there are trees in several places for shade on warm days.
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"What is that?" Billy asks, gesturing toward the water area.
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"I'm trying to figure out how to grow lotuses here. I had a friend who grew up with the Jiang Clan in Yunmeng it is a territory filled with lakes and rivers and lotuses grow easily. The lotus flower is also their crest. He died not long ago," Huaisang explains, slowly pushing himself back up.
"I've managed to bring one seed to sprout but it didn't last. Lotuses can be stubborn and defiant in places that don't suit them just like my friend was."
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It was normal for a betrothed to give a gift, right? Maybe this can be his.
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Huaisang motioned toward the mountaintops. "Growing things here is harder in general," Huaisang says. Which makes it more clear how much work he had put into this garden, growing flowers and raising birds with beautiful songs.
"It's silly to try."
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He considers the area, looking around, trying to figure out where the low point of the place is. "Do you need flowing water, or more like a pond or what? Tell me what you imagine."
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Huaisang feels a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, a real one this time. He nods at the other's question. He doesn't quite get why he's asking.
"Ponds work fine for lotuses," Nie Huaisang murmurs and he thinks to the last time he was in Yunmeng and he looks at the pitiful area he's been trying to grow in.
"I just imagine clean water and soft soil for the seeds to sprout and grow in. The lotus flower is a beautiful one."
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Billy's eyes take on the same blue cast as he mumbles under his breath, working a spell to see the image in the other man's mind, knowing talking about it would bring up what Huaisang wants. Only then does he reach his other hand out, palm outstretched, toward the desired area.
The changes come in a soft swell of blue light. Clean water for a pond. Soft soil for sprouting. A few lily pads to shelter the water, and some fish. But no lotus flowers. Those, that would be Huaisang's responsiblility.
When the light falls away and Billy lowers his hands there it is. An area just as Huaisang would have imagined it. And Billy smiles.
"Hopefully this will suit your seeds," he says, looking back to his work. "Did I get it right?"
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The touch startled Huaisang a little, brow furrowing and his closed fan turning in his hand as he keeps his attention on Billy. However the other could do what he did is magical and Huaisang stares at the results in surprise.
“Yes...” Huaisang says, staring at the changes that had been made and then smiling brightly as he looks back to his betrothed.
“How?”
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Which matters to him.
"My betrothal gift to you. I trust you to handle the seeds on your own."
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"I can," he confirms, though, exhaling. "Thank you..."
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But he smiles. At least he could do this one good thing. And the guy seems REALLY happy about it so that's good too. For the first moment he almost feels good about all of this.
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"I don't have anything I can do like this for you," Huaisang says, words don't feel like enough to return his gratitude. He still remembers how much his friend had loved his home at Lotus Pier in Yunmeng, had loved the Lotus that grew and their seeds. Now he would have a piece of that friend.
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And his gift. If he's going to be a part of this place, he neds to offer the man what he deserves in a partner.
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Huaisang smiles and he glances over the other. He does like Billy's clothes as odd as they are but people don't really understand them maybe with time. However, making an effort to connect with their culture can go along way. "I can have some robes made for you," he nods, eyes mirthful at the idea.
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“That is a kindness you do me, my dear,” he says, trying to be polite and formal. He isn’t very good at this, okay?
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Huaisang smiles at him.. He's good enough. He's cute.
"Do you think you can eat now?"
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“Yes. I think I am. But be patient with me, I’m not familiar with your foods. Teach me how to eat them right if I’m doing it wrong.”
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"I'm not very good at the magic my Sect is known for."
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Magic is... complicated.
“I could try and teach you some of mine.”
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"No. I know what I'm good at."
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“I can’t do martial arts, but I always wanted to o learn the stars. My grandfather thought it wasn’t fitting for a prince. Will you teach me?”
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And when it is needed it's crucial.
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Good closing point?