Zhongli (
brokebitchmountain) wrote2021-01-11 09:35 pm
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noctiumrp OVERFLOW POST ( TDM JANUARY 2021 )
Welcome Wagon - 1
[ The arrival had not been what he was expecting but of course for a being such as him getting sick was nothing short of extraordinary in terms of how it managed to happen. It’s because of such happenings that Zhongli can be found with his arms crossed over his chest overlooking the planet below them from the Nova Mobile Sky Station. A perplexing and intriguing beginning, no doubt about that, and having heard the tales told by those GemSci researchers he is merely reflecting upon it. ]
A new god but those ruled by it are even afraid when spoken of…
[ He might murmur to himself as the lord of geo he finds it odd that such a thing would be present. What god would rule its people so that mere mentions would bring a fear upon their faces? His brows knit tighter as another ‘hm’ passes his lips. ]
Welcome Wagon – 2
[ It’s been a few days since arriving here and Zhongli can be found roaming about, often he looks at things he has no idea what they are. Mostly all the scientific and technologically advanced items are beyond even his realm of knowledge, something that the well-learned man does not take kindly to. So in order to pass the time he might ask about a few things within the rec rooms. ]
I beg your pardon, but do you happen to know what this is? [ He motions to a TV set upon the wall, burnished red eyes looking at the thing with some mild intrigue. ]
All that Glitters - 1
[ Distractions are something that Zhongli is easily taken in by. The more otherworldly and stranger this place begins to show itself as the more distracted and intrigued he becomes. He will be wandering about the city and as he goes about the streets stopping at various shops on his long and for the most part expensive detour. Zhongli of course does not have any money with him as per usual but being new here is also a factor in that as well. He has taken a keep interest in a gem cut necklace made of amber and jade and if you should be nearby while he examines it, he definitely makes a motion to show you.
After all, Zhongli is a purveyor of rather expensive things. ] The cut and shade of this amber and jade…it is truly one of a kind, is it not? Much like this place that we have ourselves in. I believe this city and place will have much to offer in terms of priceless and exquisite artifacts.
[ Please someone pull him away before he starts to get into debt before he’s even situated here?! ] And here this cup engraved with gemstones cut in a precise way so as to reflect the sun’s light in just the right amount to make it glow…
[ Please someone stop him!!! ]
All that Glitters – 2
[ So. Finding a home and actually having money is a thing now?? Zhongli finds it more curious and amusing, this is not something he has much experience in. But he will be courteous to whoever’s door he knocks upon, waiting for it to open before he greets them. ]
Good afternoon. Do you have a moment of time to spare? I would like to discuss the option of acquiring a residence, specifically this one, should you have the availability and space to accommodate me. [ He sounds way too professional and stuffy!! But at least he's polite about it?? ]
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Ah, Childe, you've been sent here as well? Curious thing, this place is, and its god... [ Hm, well, that's a talk for another time he supposed. The young man looks just about as lost as Zhongli feels...but the interruption from the harbinger could not have come at a better time. ]
It would be unfair and unjust to not commend or acquire such a fine piece of artistry, no?
sorry for the late reply (mandatory OT at work)
He seems content to loiter and see how this turns out. Quite like the usual, he expects. Childe had ever known Zhongli to be the very picture of consistency. Now that he knows the role he had relinquished, this trait seems almost like a witty punchline. A moment is spared to eye off the vendor, looking for the usual tension that accompanies a mention of the new god, and he saunters closer with a dismissing wave of his gloved hand. His interest in gods, in the absence of any orders by Her Majesty the Tsaritsa, is only piqued if he can test his mettle against their might. ]
The gods have good taste.
[ He leans, looking at the jeweled goblet with less an eye for their exquisite details than his company, his final judgment summed up in a shrug. The Harbinger is long past questioning why he'd want such pretty baubles. ]
"It's an insult to the craftsman if their artistry goes unappreciated" or something like that. Except.... [ He knows the score. To the vendor, he adds with a wink: ] You don't take Mora, do you?