Requested by shizobutler, ok bestie here we go
The world is dark, it's sad, it's broken. And according to some short tiny man with a hat twice his size, upside down. (HAH SMALL)
You sat on the sandy shore of guyun forest, looking towards the vast ocean and the beautiful sunset. You wonder what everyone else is up to. Kaeya is probably out drinking with venti or something. You picture the scene of the two drunk figures annoying Charles. Come to think of it, when was the last time Charles had a day off? Maybe Diluc is the bartender today? You smile at the thought.
You dip your hands in the cool water, it was like the ocean was breathing, no, whispering at you.
You look around, planning to head back to Wangshu inn where you could get some rest. You stood up and shook the water off your wet hands.
You take a step away from the shoreline, towards Liyue. And there he was, standing.
"Scaramouche?" You mumbled.
Since your last meeting with the little gremlin, you've been uncomfortable around him. You rarely see him anyway. It was like he's a stranger to you.
You focused on him. His eyes, his form, his hair...
He didn't have his hat on, he was holding it in his arms.
You stared at his hair. God that undercut is horrible. His hair color was like grapes. You hated grapes. He rubbed his hands together and looked up at the sky as if expecting something. His eyebrows were furrowed, studying the colors. What was he expecting? The sky falling down? You laugh at the thought of the little gremlin running from the sky itself.
He turned towards you, with a startled look on his face.
You stared back, half-smiling, half pissing your pants. Was this your mistake?
"Why it isn't traveler? It's been a while since we last met, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
You were caught off guard by his question. You remember Mona's warning about him, that he was a danger to you. His smile did not waver, his hands stiffened and relaxed while holding the hat. Wait- middle of the night? You look up towards the once red-orange sky. Lord, how long have you been here?
Scaramouche chuckled at your panicking form.
You looked back at him. "You... I... I just- I was- uhhh" You look around and laid your eyes on a starconch. "Getting starconch... yeah" Why did you lie? You were just admiring the sunset, that's an activity normal enough for him belie- No, its true, you were admiring the sunset, why would you want to lie in front of him? Because he's menacing?
"Well, it seems like you've missed one" He puts his hat back on and walks towards you with one.
You took the starconch, and looked back at him, slightly more relaxed now.
He sat down beside you and looked up at the sky. "I thought you were more talkative than this, did the lady with the big hat tell you something about me?" Big hat? Son, talk about yourself. "yeah, she did."
"I'm not surprised, people are too paranoid these days." He looked at you. His eyes were pretty, very pretty, extremely pretty. "I heard that if you put a starconch to your ear, it would sound like the ocean is whispering to you." Instinctively, you put it to your ear.
The sound of loneliness, the sound of oblivion filled your mind.
"So?" Scaramouche tilted his head. You nodded. He held out his hand and you passed him the shell.
"Hmm, I like the sound." You didn't know how to react. Do you agree? No, he's a villain, he doesn't deserve your agreement. Do you disagree? No, you liked the sound, and you didn't like lying.
For a moment, it was silent. It was just your stiff and cautious form and his relaxed and laid-back presence. You were bored, but you didn't leave, you were too scared to leave. So instead, you decided to observe Scaramouche's form.
His hat prevented you from seeing his face, his hand was pale and soft-looking. His body was faced towards the ocean, towards oblivion. The air was cold, but you didn't feel cold since you had a cloak on. But he didn't.
You wondered if he was cold, you wondered if he was accustomed to Liyue's weather. He was from Inazuma, or so you thought. He looked relaxed, with his feet pressed to his chest (oh to be his feet). Was this how he was keeping warm or was he just doing it for the sake of it?
You were afraid that he would be cold, so you tossed your cloak onto him.
He spun around, tossing the cloak away. And for a second, you saw fear in his eyes before they became relaxed again.
"Sorry about that." he stood up "Well, I will be going now, it was nice talking to you." You waved him goodbye.
You watched him walk away, his footsteps packed power and danger in them. But you weren't scared.
It's funny how Scaramouche without the e means to be a boastful but cowardly person.
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