#xxyixue

[xiuxiancrp]

                  —  INTRODUCING 金亦雪 JIN YIXUE  —                          twenty-four.  inner disciple, jin clan.

[ SHE ] who wields LUOHUA. skilled in NATURAL BEAUTY and WEALTH. her ultimate desire? TO ONE DAY BE FREE AND HAPPY.

yixue married for love. her husband a modest, loving, dependable man with his heart and head in the right place. she lives by a beautiful lake where lotus flowers grow and the water’s clear enough to watch the fish swim in their schools. before she gave birth to their first child she spent her days travelling with him, cultivating together and helping those in need. but now, as she sits by the window, her son cradled in her arms she smiles out over the clan disciples practising their sword skills, pleasantly content with her life. it’s a simple, but incredibly happy one, led by her love for her family and dedication to helping those less fortunate than herself.

when her son’s old enough she’ll head back out to cultivate once more with her husband. she feels free, despite not being able to leave her son for long - she’d have it no other way. each day she carries him through the long grass, the sun bathing them in warmth, and she sings to him. she shows him the flowers, and the animals that surround their home, and she tells him of the exciting life he’s going to lead.

[1xuyuxu]

catch 𝙞𝙩 !

     It was quite easy to say that Xuan missed his brother quite a lot, not just a little, but quite a lot. Lian had always been there, he always was there, and now suddenly he was away, it was like the feeling of nothingness had hit him, he didn���t exactly know what to do. Xuan felt a bit awkward around the others, he did not know them too well, and he had nobody to cling to, he was alone for quite a while. And then Xuan met Yixue, and the moment he met her she became his target, suddenly the female was the one he clinged to all the time, as Lian was away, she was his new Lian.

     And now? Now somehow Xuan had managed to get her down to the lake and catch fish with him. Nobody else was around, it was just the two, but for Xuan it was more than enough, he was calm and having fun. His hair was in a ponytail, his clothes wet, and his sword somewhere he didn’t remember currently. Xuan normally isn’t the best at most things, but if there’s one thing he’s good at, it may be catching fish. 

     “Yixue!” he shouted out as he bend over and caught a fish “catch it!” he then continued as he threw the fish at her.

                                                                                                                                @xxyixue

[xxjianren]

Rekindled Embers

A STARTER FOR @xxyixue

Jianren had seen the quiet concern writ unto the brows of the Sect’s elders, and he’d shared it—the group that had been sent to Baijing Mountain had been gone for much longer than they should have been, and it was growing clear that something must have delayed their return—something might well have gone wrong. 

He had thought from the very day they’d left that he should have gone with them; a big band of fools, they were, as likely to have been delayed by petty circumstance or lowly temptation than by real danger. 

But steadiness was always cautioned, and it was most prudent now to wait—if only a little longer—as they were due for guests in the form of the other Sect leaders. Jianren had found that he doesn’t much care for the presence of others in Cloud Recesses, but he was used to stomaching the gentry of the other sects.

Sect Leader Yu was characteristically tardy, pots of alcohol dangling from her waist as though this were not a simple progress review—he’s certain that it was one of hers that delayed the Baijing Mountain party, anyways. He tries to ignore the sect leaders’ presence, and is hardly paying attention, trying and failing to meet Yixue’s eye from across the room, when a commotion breaks out. He follows the sweep of people from the lecture hall, where he watches with quickly blooming dread as stripes of crimson pulsate in the distance.

Jianren remains still even as the crowd around him thins, returning into the lecture hall, a murmur of concerned whispers, and he steps aside, descending the stairs of the lecture hall to stand in its courtyard and consider the mountain, thinking about what he heard Lady Yu say. 

The end of the world?

He’s startled from his wondering by a voice, and it isn’t until he turns to see her that he realises it is Yixue’s, the sight of her softening the harshness of his brow and warming the sharp glint in his eye. 

“Should we...send for them?” she asks, stepping closer to him, prompting a nervous scan of the area to ensure that no one saw them alone like this, lest the wrong impression be given. 

“If the sect leaders deem it necessary.” he says, although his voice is cut with steel, as though he’s already certain they will, and he hesitates, admiring Yixue’s face in the pale moonlight, “Are you...worried?”