[ yingying seems to accept all of those answers! they all sound very real and not at all made up. she smiles, looking to each of them and mouthing their names, as if quickly reminding herself of them, then reaches up to knock herself gently on the head, once, winking! ]
Alright. Shijie won't forget again, I promise. ♥ [ yingying's voice drops to a whisper as she pauses with her hand on the door. ] Make sure that you stay quiet, and don't speak unless shizun speaks to you... oh! It's time, come on!
[ and with that last little pep talk, she opens the door fully. ]
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[ the inside of the bamboo house is simple and clean; it seems to be a living quarters. there's a bed, a low table sitting on a simple rug, a couple of plants, and a large bookshelf. round archways mark the space between rooms, and near the center of the room is a green and white chair on a slightly raised platform, with lovely, artistic decorations laid into the wall behind it. a few other disciples stand at the platform; all but one have faces that seem almost exactly the same? weird.
in the chair in the center of the room sits a man that should look very familiar to the three newcomers; yingying looks to him and smiles, bowing respectfully to their shizun before stepping back outside with a last wink thrown to the group, for good luck.
shen qingqiu's attention flicks briefly over the three, but his eyes drop instead to the final person in the room; a tiny, scrawny young man, dressed in the same new green and white robes as the rest of the disciples, his dark, curly hair pulled up into a ponytail. the young disciple is kneeling down in front of shen qingqiu, his head bowed, almost vibrating where he sits and says: ] This disciple Luo Binghe has seen shizun!
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Alright. Shijie won't forget again, I promise. ♥ [ yingying's voice drops to a whisper as she pauses with her hand on the door. ] Make sure that you stay quiet, and don't speak unless shizun speaks to you... oh! It's time, come on!
[ and with that last little pep talk, she opens the door fully. ]
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[ the inside of the bamboo house is simple and clean; it seems to be a living quarters. there's a bed, a low table sitting on a simple rug, a couple of plants, and a large bookshelf. round archways mark the space between rooms, and near the center of the room is a green and white chair on a slightly raised platform, with lovely, artistic decorations laid into the wall behind it. a few other disciples stand at the platform; all but one have faces that seem almost exactly the same? weird.
in the chair in the center of the room sits a man that should look very familiar to the three newcomers; yingying looks to him and smiles, bowing respectfully to their shizun before stepping back outside with a last wink thrown to the group, for good luck.
shen qingqiu's attention flicks briefly over the three, but his eyes drop instead to the final person in the room; a tiny, scrawny young man, dressed in the same new green and white robes as the rest of the disciples, his dark, curly hair pulled up into a ponytail. the young disciple is kneeling down in front of shen qingqiu, his head bowed, almost vibrating where he sits and says: ] This disciple Luo Binghe has seen shizun!