[Shen Qingqiu sees that tremor in the arm, feels the shake in the hand clasped in his own, and the shock of it slams into him like a tidal wave. For as long as he's known him, Liu Qingge's always been steady, firm, resolute in the face of whatever enemies stand before him. He doesn't tremble, not for anything.
A dark suspicion begins to bloom in the back of his mind, one he can't quite push away. He hadn't been that surprised to find both Xiu Ya and his golden core missing, given that the last thing he remembers is destroying them both - but for Cheng Luan to be gone as well? What exactly happened after his self-detonation? Surely even this battle-hungry meathead wouldn't have been foolish enough to fight the OP protagonist and gotten his ass killed for it, right? Right? Hey shidi, don't just ignore him, give him some answers!]
Mm. Later, then. [No, now!! It's only thanks to years of practice that he manages to swallow down his protests and school his face into an even expression.] Before that, though....
[He walks over to the unconscious NPC and crouches down to examine the body up close. He'd been a bit too preoccupied with the shotgun barrel in his face to notice any other details at the time, but now...
A tweed jacket and cap. Suspenders over a button-up shirt and trousers. Short-cropped hair. Shen Qingqiu may not have known much about fashion in his past life, but he's still well aware this is not clothing that belongs anywhere in a xianxia setting.
He closes his eyes for a second, feeling a calm resignation wash over him. So. Not the demonic realm, or the dreamscape, or some bizarre version of an afterlife. He's transmigrated to another world again...and so, it seems, has Liu Qingge. Now, how to break this gently to the other man without raising suspicions about himself...?]
Liu-shidi, come over here. Have you ever seen clothing like this before in your travels?
his brain is being used for monster facts, there's no room for anything else!!
A dark suspicion begins to bloom in the back of his mind, one he can't quite push away. He hadn't been that surprised to find both Xiu Ya and his golden core missing, given that the last thing he remembers is destroying them both - but for Cheng Luan to be gone as well? What exactly happened after his self-detonation? Surely even this battle-hungry meathead wouldn't have been foolish enough to fight the OP protagonist and gotten his ass killed for it, right? Right? Hey shidi, don't just ignore him, give him some answers!]
Mm. Later, then. [No, now!! It's only thanks to years of practice that he manages to swallow down his protests and school his face into an even expression.] Before that, though....
[He walks over to the unconscious NPC and crouches down to examine the body up close. He'd been a bit too preoccupied with the shotgun barrel in his face to notice any other details at the time, but now...
A tweed jacket and cap. Suspenders over a button-up shirt and trousers. Short-cropped hair. Shen Qingqiu may not have known much about fashion in his past life, but he's still well aware this is not clothing that belongs anywhere in a xianxia setting.
He closes his eyes for a second, feeling a calm resignation wash over him. So. Not the demonic realm, or the dreamscape, or some bizarre version of an afterlife. He's transmigrated to another world again...and so, it seems, has Liu Qingge. Now, how to break this gently to the other man without raising suspicions about himself...?]
Liu-shidi, come over here. Have you ever seen clothing like this before in your travels?