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[fated_dance]

[ A man wrapped in white is helped to sit in one of the hospital beds, for any who are watching. Visibly strained and weak, but there's a determined set to his features as he pushes helping hands away to study the magitech device he's been handed. A slow blink, then he seems to register he might be 'transmitting' as he's been told this thing does. His gaze flicks to the side, then down, before refocusing on the screen. ]

I am looking for...a few people. I understand this is the best way to find them.

Zhang Chengling, Cao Weining, and Gu Xiang. If these names mean something to you, please speak up.

[ There is another name he could ask after, but he chooses not to. If Kexing is here too...he'll show up. It's one of the few constants still in his life. ]

If not... [ He takes a breath, a little shaky, and shakes his head a little as his gaze drops down again. ] It's fine.

[ Charming public speaker much? ]

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[diabolique]

My shishu and his good friend. They're not quite as I remember, but I'm glad they're here.

[fated_dance]

[ A breath, then he nods in understanding, allowing a quiet little smile to form. Only for it to fade with the last bit. ]

Different in what way?

[diabolique]

(( A thoughtful look comes to his face and he takes a moment to collect his thoughts. ))

It's a timeline difference. I never met shishu before his death. But they both met me and my shidi before they died. That's all.

(( As if it's no big deal. ))

[fated_dance]

[ That is hardly reassuring, though he supposes it makes sense. Zishu's gaze is thoughtful, cast down a little as he thinks about it. ]

I am glad you have this chance to get to know them.

[diabolique]

So am I. They're good people who deserved better than what they got.

[fated_dance]

That could be seen as a common occurrence, depending on living situations and state of their world. I know it is with mine.

[diabolique]

Fairness is lacking everywhere, it seems.