With few words spoken, and already did Lu Xun recognize the long-absent voice, its fiery owner approaching unchanged since the last they’d seen one another. Well, maybe a bit louder. Whether or not the general shared the sentiment (he’d chuckled inwardly at his masked enthusiasm), the strategist was pleased to see him.
“I imagine you have much to share of your adventures, Master Zhu Ran. You have been missed.”
It’d be a lie to say that he didn’t miss seeing the fellow pyromaniac after so long. While his whole life set upon trying to break out from his shadow, Zhu Ran had to admit there was a certain relief in his presence. His existence bringing meaning to his. However, Xun’s gentle tone felt more like he was humoring him like a mother to a child rather than genuinely wanting to hear his tales.
❝ Jeez… what a cheesy line, Xun. Dunno who’d miss me though. The floorboards? ❞
archivesofhansent: "Returned from your long vacation of mastering the ways of fire i see?" -Lu Meng
❝ That sounds just about right, Master Lu Meng! Work isn’t work at all if you’re doing what you love. Any chance to play with fire is huge break for me, heh.
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Wanna check out this neat-o trick I learned? It’s called painting- with fire! ❞