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 Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 11:40 pm
  This is a private roleplay between Liarae [Lonely Angelic] and Yue Lao [Face Your Demons].
Setting:
Tai Chi Location
Yue Lao is wandering around some kind of... garden? Park? And can't seem to find her way out. While she is there, however, she comes across Tai Chi practitioners and is hypnotized by how boring it seems. If her general stance on Tai Chi doesn't irritate Liarae, surely her willfulness will get on the other Lunarian's nerves, or vice versa!
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 11:49 pm
It was not as if she needed a map nor a compass to navigate through these gardens. Did she? She didn't even know where she was, but she was trying very hard to act casual, and as though she belonged there, because the area seemed very... Noble. Yue Lao wrinkled her nose and kept on walking, thumbs suspended in her tied coat. Hime-san was wilting on her shoulder, his fluffy fur practically glowing in the bright, searing sun. Yue Lao felt like she was becoming crispier and crispier as she walked.
How many plants could one people need? Yue stretched and pulled her meteor hammer up around her shoulder. She had walked much longer and further before now, but there was something tedious about having none of her allies to joke with, not to mention having no way to gauge whether or not she was getting close. The day had started out simply enough: go get Chichi's cousin from the market. Except Yue didn't know what her cousin looked like, or where this mystical market was supposed to be, and she was largely certain that it was not those Lunarians moving very slowly. Unless this was a new form of silent auction.
Yue Lao jumped up on a stone bridge across an unnatural stream running through the gardens. She crouched on its flat, heavy structure and watched them for a moment. What in the hell was that? They were moving so... slowly. Already warm and exceedingly bored, Yue Lao stood on the side of the bridge and started to mimic them, amusing herself while Hime-san floated along in the stream.
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2011 10:36 pm
Liarae loved this time of day, when she got to be outside, enjoying nature and practicing Tai Chi. This was what she enjoyed. The only part she wasn't as fond of was being around so many people, feeling she had to follow their movements instead of practicing her own way. But the park was the best place for this when she was in a bad mood, so she put up with it, finding her own corner to practice in instead of forcing herself to copy the movements of others.
The kata helped her focus, calming her tension after a stressful morning. Being able to think clearly was only one of the benefits of the slow, precise movements. Another was the ability to work through her feelings, process them and let them go. While she kept moving, her mother's screams and her father's harsh words seemed to vanish. She could be tranquil here, calm and happy. This was one of the few places she could find peace.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 11:56 am
Yue Lao anchored herself off the edge of the bridge to scoop a soggy Hime-san up out of the water. "If I can't swim here, then neither can you, swamp monster." Yue stuck her tongue out at Hime-san childishly and stood back up. In her movement, she saw a female lunarian who seemed to be on her own, away from the group. She was still doing the weird, slow moving thing that was so boring to Yue Lao, but she seemed so much younger than the other practitioners. Or cult members. Whatever in the Emperor's Name they were doing. She tossed Hime-san onto her shoulder and took off at a bouncing stroll, to see what the single Lunarian was up to.
"Hey," Yue Lao said, "Aren't you kind of young for this? Everyone else seems pretty ancient," Yue looked, for all accounts, like she was drunk. As she always did. Her walking had a sway to it, which was bordering a stumble, as if she caught herself every time and turned it into a fluid motion. Her eyes were half-closed, and her cheeks and shoulders were warm, the scales a faintly shimmering pink.
"What is it, anyway? Looks boring." And there she went again. It was kind of a hobby, being abrasive. You got the most interesting reactions that way.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 11:54 pm
Upon hearing an approach Liarae slowed her movements even more, waiting calmly for the person to reach her. Once she did, Liarae was caught off guard by what she faced. A girl, around her own age, and appeared to be drunk, was facing her and demanding answers about what she was doing. It was none of her business if she liked Tai Chi, but this girl did not even seem to know what it was.
"I am practicing Tai Chi," she told her. It was easier to talk without moving, so she stood still, facing this supposedly drunk stranger. Her look, her movements even the way she talked appeared to be the demeanor of a drunk, however Liarae did not sense any of the presence of alcohol. 'Odd,' she thought to herself, then she shrugged. "It is an ancient art, but I do it because it calms me. There are no age restrictions."
She could not help but notice the girl was trying to be abrasive, but Liarae was calm now, her stresses melted away with the water-like movements and so the words did not bother her the way they normally might. Instead, she decided to try to end this quickly so she could get back to her practice. "Is there anything else?" she asked.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 12:51 pm
Mr. Princess had bounded along after Yue, and leaped up onto her shoulder as she stood speaking with the stranger. "Tai Chi? I think I've heard of that. I was right, though; that's what old people seem to practice when they aren't nimble enough to do anything else." Yue Lao grinned at her, reaching up to pet Hime-san, who sat there chittering and playing with her braid. It seemed like the stranger wasn't thrown off by her behaviour as much as most new Lunarians she met were. The drunkenness didn't even seem to bother her. Yue Lao was enjoying herself, though; finally, she didn't have to put forth the tedious effort to behave.
"Calm? You wanna be calm?" Yue regarded the Lunarian with a brow raised, still grinning wide. Who, in Yue's mind, would want to be calm? She was passionate, full of energy. Focus, sure; calm, no. Yue was never one for the calm. The closest she got was spending time with Jianyu, because he had a way of making her relax. "Didn't say there were age restrictions exactly, but I spend too much time training to bother with a practice designed for the elderly."
Yue Lao thought for a while, tugged on the end of her braid, and adjusted her meteor hammer on her shoulder. "Anything else...? You're kinda rude then, huh?" Yue asked, arching her brows. "Not really, you're not that interesting, I don't mind taking off early." Yue shrugged and smiled, waving her goodbyes.
"I'm Yue Lao, the one and only; just by the way. And my monkey is Hime-san. Better not forget us," Yue called over her shoulder, hopping up onto stones and pretty much anything as she turned to leave.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 6:00 pm
Liarae was not normally the type to follow someone when they walked away from her, but something about this girl had her attention. Perhaps she wasn't like everyone else she knew. The long line of the prim and proper was grating on Liarae's nerves, but this girl did not seem to abide by any of the things she was used to. That was the only reason she followed after Yue Lao.
"Hey!" she called, easily following her movements and catching up. Once she was moving with her she glanced over. "You shouldn't have to leave something as exciting as watching people move in slow motion," she smiled. Laughing, she wanted to see what else she could get out of this girl. A fight? A friend? It didn't matter, she probably wouldn't follow it through anyway, but she wanted to see what happened at least.
Together they moved through the park, nearing the edges, and Liarae walked in silence now keeping pace with her new acquaintance eagerly awaiting a response.
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