If Dan Heng was told he was going to give the Arbitor General of Divine Foresight a trotter-back ride today, he would have given that person the most baffled look. And maybe suggest they get checked out for a concussion. And yet...here they are. It was either this or a fireman carry, which would have likely been too much top heavy weight for the shorter man.
"Alright. That's all I ask- stars-" Dan Heng whips around for a moment to swipe at some mostly formed creatures gaining on them, doing his best to ignore the giant creature's regenerating, unsettling gaze. He leans into the movement to keep going towards the door, and to not send themselve's both toppling over.
"Gen- you- is now the time??" Dan Heng asks, harried and...rather surprised, actually. The fact that he didn't outright insist on the titles there probably means he's thinking on it. Or he's a bit...distracted at the moment. Still...almost there. And...
"I...are you sure it wouldn't...upset you?" Yes, Dan Heng insists on his own name being used, and he's grateful to the general for doing his best to respect it. It would be good to extend the same courtesy (especially in a place where such titles would have no meaning...) but...but for Jing Yuan, whose memories of Dan Feng are likely stronger, of a version of him that likely called the man by name...
It's alot to think through with a pack of plant wolves chasing them down.
((You can have them reach the door if you want, or if you don't, they will get there on my next reply! <3))
Jing Yuan closes his eyes against the pain that accompanies Dan Heng's rapid movements, keeping his breathing as steady as he can, trying to stay stable so he doesn't push the smaller man off-balance - it would be very easy to do when he's such a bulky load. It's hard to see Dan Heng fighting when all he can do is try not to over-burden him, but hopefully they won't have to do this very much longer.
"Ah, my apologies. I didn't mean to distract you." It just occurred to him at that moment that being called 'General' while being toted about on someone else's back - someone not even in his chain of command - was a little ridiculous. "As for it upsetting me -"
Jing Yuan opens his eyes to see a wolf creeping around to flank Dan Heng from the left and gathering itself to leap - he has no choice but to straighten his bad arm and make a downward sweeping gesture, a blast of lightning cracking down onto it and scattering into pieces. He lurches forward against Dan Heng with a grunt of pain. "Hn. P-perhaps we can finish this discussion another time."
The door is almost within reach. They'll have time to talk. This won't be their end.
And it's hard for Dan Heng to fight when he knows it's hurting Jing Yuan. He just keeps his eyes on their destination...
"It's alright. You're alright, we can later," he breathes, both an answer and a reassurance. Jing Yuan has a point, but the request tugs at...a thread that happens to be tangled with many others. Names and their significance-
Dan Heng yelps when a crack of thunder sounds nearby, and there's a scorching pile of plant debris where he wasn't looking. The weight on his back shifts and he uses that momentum to go faster still, holding steady against Jing Yuan's pain. Almost...almost...there!
With a shout, Dan Heng bursts through the door, whirling around to jam it shut against a wolf's snapping jaws. The dragon snarls back, lurching forward with his and Jing Yuan's combined weight. It squishes him a bit but it works, the door closing with a final clang. There's a lever that he wrenches to the side, and a lock seems to snap in place.
He wheezes, leaning his head on the metal for a moment, horns knocking against the surface. He can hear the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, the rustling growls and yelps but...the door seemed sturdy. It should hold.
"I'm...setting you down now. We...we should be safe." It probably hurts Jing Yuan alot, but...it's what he can do. He crouches down to let the man slide off his back and lean against a wall. He tried to find a place with little to no plants...somewhat cleaner. Dan Heng collapses soon after in front of him, plopping down to sit with a groan. He leans his elbows on his knees, looking up to eye the general through sweat-damp bangs. "That was. Too close."
"Much too close." Although the tone is fervent, Jing Yuan's voice is a thread of its usual richness as he carefully lowers himself down the wall until he can sit and rest, cradling his arm against his chest and... ahh, he's just not going to look down at that yet. Give it a few minutes before he has to see what kind of damage he's done to himself. "You're all right? Not injured?"
It would be very like Dan Heng not to let on that he got hurt until the crisis had passed, though Jing Yuan's fairly certain none of the wolves got close enough to touch him. From what he can see there's no signs of injuries, so he relaxes a little.
"...your assistance was incredibly timely, and much appreciated. Can I assume you found yourself there just as suddenly as I did?" He still has no idea how he got here, or where 'here' is. It's certainly nowhere on the Xianzhou Luofu, not with these metal bulkheads, tight corridors, or the abundance of plant growth everywhere. He supposes that's their next course of business, once they're both able to actually move again.
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Can't carry your pain General but I can carry YOU-wdym you want to be called by name...
"Alright. That's all I ask- stars-" Dan Heng whips around for a moment to swipe at some mostly formed creatures gaining on them, doing his best to ignore the giant creature's regenerating, unsettling gaze. He leans into the movement to keep going towards the door, and to not send themselve's both toppling over.
"Gen- you- is now the time??" Dan Heng asks, harried and...rather surprised, actually. The fact that he didn't outright insist on the titles there probably means he's thinking on it. Or he's a bit...distracted at the moment. Still...almost there. And...
"I...are you sure it wouldn't...upset you?" Yes, Dan Heng insists on his own name being used, and he's grateful to the general for doing his best to respect it. It would be good to extend the same courtesy (especially in a place where such titles would have no meaning...) but...but for Jing Yuan, whose memories of Dan Feng are likely stronger, of a version of him that likely called the man by name...
It's alot to think through with a pack of plant wolves chasing them down.
((You can have them reach the door if you want, or if you don't, they will get there on my next reply! <3))
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"Ah, my apologies. I didn't mean to distract you." It just occurred to him at that moment that being called 'General' while being toted about on someone else's back - someone not even in his chain of command - was a little ridiculous. "As for it upsetting me -"
Jing Yuan opens his eyes to see a wolf creeping around to flank Dan Heng from the left and gathering itself to leap - he has no choice but to straighten his bad arm and make a downward sweeping gesture, a blast of lightning cracking down onto it and scattering into pieces. He lurches forward against Dan Heng with a grunt of pain. "Hn. P-perhaps we can finish this discussion another time."
The door is almost within reach. They'll have time to talk. This won't be their end.
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"It's alright. You're alright, we can later," he breathes, both an answer and a reassurance. Jing Yuan has a point, but the request tugs at...a thread that happens to be tangled with many others. Names and their significance-
Dan Heng yelps when a crack of thunder sounds nearby, and there's a scorching pile of plant debris where he wasn't looking. The weight on his back shifts and he uses that momentum to go faster still, holding steady against Jing Yuan's pain. Almost...almost...there!
With a shout, Dan Heng bursts through the door, whirling around to jam it shut against a wolf's snapping jaws. The dragon snarls back, lurching forward with his and Jing Yuan's combined weight. It squishes him a bit but it works, the door closing with a final clang. There's a lever that he wrenches to the side, and a lock seems to snap in place.
He wheezes, leaning his head on the metal for a moment, horns knocking against the surface. He can hear the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, the rustling growls and yelps but...the door seemed sturdy. It should hold.
"I'm...setting you down now. We...we should be safe." It probably hurts Jing Yuan alot, but...it's what he can do. He crouches down to let the man slide off his back and lean against a wall. He tried to find a place with little to no plants...somewhat cleaner. Dan Heng collapses soon after in front of him, plopping down to sit with a groan. He leans his elbows on his knees, looking up to eye the general through sweat-damp bangs. "That was. Too close."
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It would be very like Dan Heng not to let on that he got hurt until the crisis had passed, though Jing Yuan's fairly certain none of the wolves got close enough to touch him. From what he can see there's no signs of injuries, so he relaxes a little.
"...your assistance was incredibly timely, and much appreciated. Can I assume you found yourself there just as suddenly as I did?" He still has no idea how he got here, or where 'here' is. It's certainly nowhere on the Xianzhou Luofu, not with these metal bulkheads, tight corridors, or the abundance of plant growth everywhere. He supposes that's their next course of business, once they're both able to actually move again.