[For the briefest of moments, E-Soul remembers Shang Chao leaning over his outstretched arm, working on the gauntlet he wears as Xia Qing watches the adjustments closely. As ever, it stings.
[they reach over and touch E-Soul on the bicep. there's no visible tell, but there is a kind of buzz, a little nudge of anticipatory energy being introduced and stored up. a bit of guidance - a means to make sure footing surer, or a dodge more effective...once, at least.
it's as brief as a greeting touch, and Tristan smiles, satisfied, and leads the way into the spooky house.]
Let us see...if this place is a very good ruse...or a very haunted house. I didn't hear what you said you heard when you called, but maybe now, here in the same space... hm...
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Date: 2026-04-24 12:25 am (UTC)[For the briefest of moments, E-Soul remembers Shang Chao leaning over his outstretched arm, working on the gauntlet he wears as Xia Qing watches the adjustments closely. As ever, it stings.
Put that way, how could he turn Tristan down?]
...Go ahead.
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Date: 2026-04-24 12:30 am (UTC)[they reach over and touch E-Soul on the bicep. there's no visible tell, but there is a kind of buzz, a little nudge of anticipatory energy being introduced and stored up. a bit of guidance - a means to make sure footing surer, or a dodge more effective...once, at least.
it's as brief as a greeting touch, and Tristan smiles, satisfied, and leads the way into the spooky house.]
Let us see...if this place is a very good ruse...or a very haunted house. I didn't hear what you said you heard when you called, but maybe now, here in the same space... hm...