His expression of surprise of seeing her alive had snapped back to its usual strict mask, but the magic of Empatheias ensures that his true feelings remained exposed to the outside world. The wind picks up in intensity, swirling leaves and flowers around them and bathing the two in a sweet, nearly over-powering fragrance. The land reflects the turmoil that churns within him, a turmoil he tries to contain as those long dead emotions begin to crawl out of the grave he had buried them in. And the perfume, both sweet yet sickly so...how sweet it is to fall in love, yet how dreadful to yearn for the companion of your lord and master. The guilt and shame lingers like a bad aftertaste at the back of his tongue, and this world knows; see how the flower petals begin to blacken and curl around the edges from an invisible rot.
His reply is delivered with his usual stern demeanor, but it can't hide the effects that his emotions have on the land around him.]
My lady. I do not wish to distress you and I prey that you will pardon my words, but I say them not to pain you and not in jest, but in truth and honesty.
My lady...time does not follow its natural course here. It has been a few years since last we met, when you fled with your father to safety after Dong Zhuo had been put to the blade by Master Lu Bu.
Master Lu Bu has been executed by Tsao Tsao. As has Master Chen Gong. Mistress Lingqi wanders the land, and this Zhang Liao, the one who stands before you...he serves Tsao Tsao now, in the hopes of finding a path worth walking on.
[He bows to her, giving her the respect that is due to the companion of his fallen lord, and to avoid looking at her face, to give him time to prepare his heart for the inevitable poison that she will fling at him for having abandoned his lord at death's door.]
Zhang Liao begs your forgiveness. But what I have just told you...it has truly transpired over the past two years. I swear it on my name and my pride and honor as a warrior that it is not a lie.
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Date: 2014-09-29 01:46 am (UTC)His expression of surprise of seeing her alive had snapped back to its usual strict mask, but the magic of Empatheias ensures that his true feelings remained exposed to the outside world. The wind picks up in intensity, swirling leaves and flowers around them and bathing the two in a sweet, nearly over-powering fragrance. The land reflects the turmoil that churns within him, a turmoil he tries to contain as those long dead emotions begin to crawl out of the grave he had buried them in. And the perfume, both sweet yet sickly so...how sweet it is to fall in love, yet how dreadful to yearn for the companion of your lord and master. The guilt and shame lingers like a bad aftertaste at the back of his tongue, and this world knows; see how the flower petals begin to blacken and curl around the edges from an invisible rot.
His reply is delivered with his usual stern demeanor, but it can't hide the effects that his emotions have on the land around him.]
My lady. I do not wish to distress you and I prey that you will pardon my words, but I say them not to pain you and not in jest, but in truth and honesty.
My lady...time does not follow its natural course here. It has been a few years since last we met, when you fled with your father to safety after Dong Zhuo had been put to the blade by Master Lu Bu.
Master Lu Bu has been executed by Tsao Tsao. As has Master Chen Gong. Mistress Lingqi wanders the land, and this Zhang Liao, the one who stands before you...he serves Tsao Tsao now, in the hopes of finding a path worth walking on.
[He bows to her, giving her the respect that is due to the companion of his fallen lord, and to avoid looking at her face, to give him time to prepare his heart for the inevitable poison that she will fling at him for having abandoned his lord at death's door.]
Zhang Liao begs your forgiveness. But what I have just told you...it has truly transpired over the past two years. I swear it on my name and my pride and honor as a warrior that it is not a lie.