[Ominously Dan Feng goes quiet, but they share a heart and qi besides; Yingxing will be able to tell Dan Feng is still in the vague vicinity. However there are many places in the vicinity. Many places for one (1) elder dragon to lose his mind. And do one (1) thing.]
[ motherfucker. yingxing is on the move before dan feng even goes quiet, honestly, setting down his work at the forge, closing his eyes and following the burning pulse of dan feng's qi. they no longer need a bracer to be intimately connected.
in an instant, he's shifting, the earth trembling as the white dragon kicks off into the air and soars high over the small compound - a bird's eye view will make finding dan feng easier. ]
[Dan Feng's in one of the darker, shabbier corners of the compound, a detached series of rooms at the very edge of it. There's a pond here, too, as to be expected of a place where water dragons lived, but this one's waters are eerily still, and there's things wriggling under the glass of the surface. Branches. Dan Feng's lying somewhere in there.
His phone's somewhere next to a wall, thrown against it. Next to a kitchen knife. And several pieces of broken furniture. And a comb. And a tea set. Honestly it sort of looks like Dan Feng started taking pieces out of his bedroom to smash them.]
[ between the aerial view and the pulse of their connected hearts, it isn't difficult to pinpoint dan feng's location. the pond. unsurprising. thankfully, dan feng had been kind enough to give yingxing a dragon heart, so he, too, need not breathe beneath the water.
there's a mess at the shore of the pond, evidence of his beloved's madness, and yingxing feels a throb of panic in his breast; he can only hope that he didn't get those claws on bailu before contacting yingxing.
a steep dive is all it takes, and yingxing spears into the water, tearing through branches with teeth and claw. ]
[It isn't deep, but it's enough for Dan Feng to lie in, curled up like a massive snake among swaying reeds, but the reeds are ginkgo branches and they're growing out of him, between his scales, out of his mouth and fangs and that great jaw is yawning wide and trying to clamp down on what it can reach of Yingxing, because Yingxing's right.
Dan Feng's deep in the vicious, cloying grasp of mara, unable to sleep or eat or drink because of the spiral he'd thought himself into after meeting Bailu.]
[ yingxing's immediate priority is bailu. dan feng, marastruck though he is, will recover from whatever blows he receives, but bailu.. she is too young to face something so horrible. so dan feng's jaws clamp down hard, yingxing's blood blooming scarlet in the water.
he ignores the pain, still searching for her, but turning up nothing. perhaps she is not here after all - but he cannot feel relief just yet. lips pull back over his sharp teeth, and yingxing snarls, snapping at dan feng's sinewy throat, ginkgo branches snapping between his fangs. using his weight, he throws himself at the putrid dragon, attempting to pin him to the floor of the pond. ]
[Through their thrashing, he won't find her, because the message to him was a cry for help from Dan Feng himself. Those last few texts were hard to write as the letters jumbled under his fingers and as the urge to rip Bailu apart became stronger, incomprehensible, right, and now Dan Feng roars under the water, bubbles rippling violently to the surface.
His strength, like this, is of the killing machine the Stellaron Hunters deployed, and he tries to wrap around Yingxing, unseeing. Leaves and pieces of meat churn around them. Dan Feng seems to have forgotten he can control water and is just trying his very best to tear a chunk out of Yingxing by mouth.]
[ the water froths with blood and bone as they tear at one another, but now that yingxing is reasonably certain that bailu is not here, he focuses more on containing dan feng, and calming him. which means, for the moment, keeping him pinned with his weight, allowing his heat to sink against him, the pulse of their hearts erratic for the moment, not yet aligned. ]
It's me. It's me. I'm here.
[ he rumbles in his chest, no longer snapping or clawing, instead holding on, hoping that his blood in the water will help to soothe dan feng's raging mara. but he is ready to fight if need be, should things get further out of control. ]
[The blood in the water is too thin, too watered down, and with every heartbeat Dan Feng grows even more frantic. He needs to tear at something. The violence itches under his scales. His fangs sink into some part of Yingxing and he's struggling too hard to comprehend drinking any of it.]
No. Nobody does. [Eight hundred years of solitude and wallowing in a mire of guilt and his mind still can't fathom actually having someone wanting to help him when he's like this] Let me go- [He snarls, mentally, part of him clawing from the mara, confused-] Kafka- just kill me-
[ he won't. not like this. if forced into a corner, to protect another, perhaps.. but it would tear open his heart to do so. pain blooms where dan feng's powerful jaws snap, hewing away flesh and fur and scales, but pain is something he knows well, something he can endure. ]
I'm staying. With you. Not going anywhere. Dan Feng.. remember my name. Remember my heart.
[ he shoves his bitten shoulder harder into dan feng's jaws, tearing more skin and muscle, his blood blossoming, trying to flood his mouth and throat with it. his own mara begins to itch as well, burning at the back of his mind, but yingxing clamps down hard on it, his limbs tangled around the writhing dragon. ]
[Their mental link somehow gurgles, from Dan Feng's end, and Yingxing will be able to tell the exact moment Dan Feng takes enough of his blood in: he goes still, and his jaws crush through what it can, hungrily. There's the voracious feeling of want, so strong that it's impossible to distinguish what sort of want it is, and then-]
[ even through the pain of his shoulder crushed beneath the power of dan feng's maw, yingxing feels cool relief flood his body, surging between their bond, his dragon heart pounding. ]
.. ah, there you are. [ warmth ripples through their link. ] I'm here. You're all right.
[He finally unlatches his mouth from Yingxing, confusion thrumming through his mind as he gets his bearings, and he floats backwards just enough so he can shift back into his humanoid form.]
[ dan feng is back in his usual shape, but yingxing's shifting isn't as flawless, especially from water to land. so he wraps his paws around dan feng and pulls him in, then kicks back up to the surface, breaking through until he's able to fill his lungs.
and then, near to the pond's edge, he shifts back with a groan. his shoulder is in rough shape, torn open and likely badly broken, but it's nothing that'll kill him. ]
[Dan Feng digs his hands into both shoulders - even the mangled one - and rattles him.]
You stupid man. Idiot.
[His tone is still a little slow, a little strange; Yingxing would know the feeling of recovering from a mara episode. But cloudhymn is already running through his body, knitting injury together. Dan Feng isn't in his right mind enough to heal him completely, so it's going to be a while, and even then, Yingxing will be sore, even with his healing factor.]
[ pls, his shoulder!! yingxing hisses, but he's grinning. ]
Mm.. I don't think I will. It's just a shoulder. It'll heal just fine. [ more importantly.. he drops a hand onto one of dan feng's wrists, squeezing. ] .. so what's wrong?
[ dan feng climbs onto him, and yingxing's arms slip around him by rote. ]
I never handled dracocatena mechanisms personally. I refused. But I do know the theories behind it, and I have designed the hardware that it's housed in.
[ honestly, he's kind of pissed that they've used his designs for something like that.. even hundreds of years later. ]
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in an instant, he's shifting, the earth trembling as the white dragon kicks off into the air and soars high over the small compound - a bird's eye view will make finding dan feng easier. ]
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His phone's somewhere next to a wall, thrown against it. Next to a kitchen knife. And several pieces of broken furniture. And a comb. And a tea set. Honestly it sort of looks like Dan Feng started taking pieces out of his bedroom to smash them.]
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there's a mess at the shore of the pond, evidence of his beloved's madness, and yingxing feels a throb of panic in his breast; he can only hope that he didn't get those claws on bailu before contacting yingxing.
a steep dive is all it takes, and yingxing spears into the water, tearing through branches with teeth and claw. ]
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Dan Feng's deep in the vicious, cloying grasp of mara, unable to sleep or eat or drink because of the spiral he'd thought himself into after meeting Bailu.]
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he ignores the pain, still searching for her, but turning up nothing. perhaps she is not here after all - but he cannot feel relief just yet. lips pull back over his sharp teeth, and yingxing snarls, snapping at dan feng's sinewy throat, ginkgo branches snapping between his fangs. using his weight, he throws himself at the putrid dragon, attempting to pin him to the floor of the pond. ]
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His strength, like this, is of the killing machine the Stellaron Hunters deployed, and he tries to wrap around Yingxing, unseeing. Leaves and pieces of meat churn around them. Dan Feng seems to have forgotten he can control water and is just trying his very best to tear a chunk out of Yingxing by mouth.]
Where - where- where is she-
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It's me. It's me. I'm here.
[ he rumbles in his chest, no longer snapping or clawing, instead holding on, hoping that his blood in the water will help to soothe dan feng's raging mara. but he is ready to fight if need be, should things get further out of control. ]
I'm here, I love you, come back to me.
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No. Nobody does. [Eight hundred years of solitude and wallowing in a mire of guilt and his mind still can't fathom actually having someone wanting to help him when he's like this] Let me go- [He snarls, mentally, part of him clawing from the mara, confused-] Kafka- just kill me-
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[ he won't. not like this. if forced into a corner, to protect another, perhaps.. but it would tear open his heart to do so. pain blooms where dan feng's powerful jaws snap, hewing away flesh and fur and scales, but pain is something he knows well, something he can endure. ]
I'm staying. With you. Not going anywhere. Dan Feng.. remember my name. Remember my heart.
[ he shoves his bitten shoulder harder into dan feng's jaws, tearing more skin and muscle, his blood blossoming, trying to flood his mouth and throat with it. his own mara begins to itch as well, burning at the back of his mind, but yingxing clamps down hard on it, his limbs tangled around the writhing dragon. ]
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-- xing?
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.. ah, there you are. [ warmth ripples through their link. ] I'm here. You're all right.
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[He finally unlatches his mouth from Yingxing, confusion thrumming through his mind as he gets his bearings, and he floats backwards just enough so he can shift back into his humanoid form.]
Shift- Let me heal you-
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[ dan feng is back in his usual shape, but yingxing's shifting isn't as flawless, especially from water to land. so he wraps his paws around dan feng and pulls him in, then kicks back up to the surface, breaking through until he's able to fill his lungs.
and then, near to the pond's edge, he shifts back with a groan. his shoulder is in rough shape, torn open and likely badly broken, but it's nothing that'll kill him. ]
Heh. Good to see your face again.
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You stupid man. Idiot.
[His tone is still a little slow, a little strange; Yingxing would know the feeling of recovering from a mara episode. But cloudhymn is already running through his body, knitting injury together. Dan Feng isn't in his right mind enough to heal him completely, so it's going to be a while, and even then, Yingxing will be sore, even with his healing factor.]
Just kill me next time.
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[ pls, his shoulder!! yingxing hisses, but he's grinning. ]
Mm.. I don't think I will. It's just a shoulder. It'll heal just fine. [ more importantly.. he drops a hand onto one of dan feng's wrists, squeezing. ] .. so what's wrong?
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She. Her braids. Baiheng had wore hers in a braid.
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[ his brow knits, and he gives dan feng's wrist another squeeze, then slides his fingers up until they're able to weave them together. ]
Their eyes, too. They're the same. She's a little firecracker.
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.. better to keep your distance for now, then. But I think you know that. What do you want to do?
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[He frowns.] There is something blocking her major meridians, too, tempering her cloudhymn - did you notice? On her tail.
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[ as for her tail.. ]
.. yeah, I noticed. That shackle.
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[Dan Feng climbs on him, pupils thinning into slits.]
Did you ever get commissioned for anything working with it.
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I never handled dracocatena mechanisms personally. I refused. But I do know the theories behind it, and I have designed the hardware that it's housed in.
[ honestly, he's kind of pissed that they've used his designs for something like that.. even hundreds of years later. ]
.. you want me to remove it?