Gongmen Nights

The night is quiet. The smell of the sea near the bays of Gongmen City fill the air. Taking all of this in, the Lord of his rightful city could comprehend all of it as he observed, overlooking the city below him whilst on the balcony. Though, only one thing remained incomprehensible to the peacock ruler. A feeling...

Warmth.

No, not the feeling of the sun on your skin...or the hot waves of a fire. This warm feeling...deep in his chest, the pale bird couldn't figure out what had made him feel this way. Not once in his over 50 years of this miserable life had he felt such a warmth. It was almost comforting...like a hug for his heart. And no matter how hard he tried to avoid the feeling, it remained. Flare-ups of thos feeling come about mostly whenever he's in the presence of his companion...another ruler: Akasainem Gareisi.

He had known this peacock not for that long. But he did know a decent deal about him. Aka, in a way, is part of a group of peafowl considered to be god-like: The Gareisi. These peafowl had been harnessed with incredible amounts of Qi (or Chi), resulting in these birds being immortal. Though, they can still die if killed in some way other than old age. But even then, the amount of Qi they hold is remarkable regardless.

And remarkably, very much like Shen himself, Aka takes great pride and joy in genocide and rule...if anything, way more than him. Seeing this, Shen feels...well...a little less alone in the world. Knowing that there's someone out there who does the same things..

It all...comforted him. And that's what infuriated him. Infuriated him because this COMFORT would let his guard down. And he knows...he just KNOWS once that happens, he's gonna get screwed over. SOMETHING is going to mess up.

Trapped in his thoughts, Shen breathes in the air around him with a huff as he exhales. His wings rest in his large sleeves, held together in front of him with a dominant stance as he overlooks the city of Gongmen.

From behind him, he hears the sounds of talons clicking on the floor...slowly...echoing...filling the empty air with sound. Lord Shen doesn't bat an eye. He knows the Gareisi bird is there, yet he makes no effort to acknowledge his presence. He simply stays staring forward, his eyes seemingly blank yet filled with thoughtful cognitive process.

"...Lord Shen."

The Gareisi gives a small respecful bow, greeting the shorter white-feathered peacock next to him. Lord Shen, however, does not bow. But rather stays staring, the only thing moving on him being his beak to speak quietly.

"..Akasainem."

Lord Shen murmurs back, his ruby colored eyes flickering to look over at the tall royal blue peacock only for a moment before looking forward once again.

Aka notices Shen is more...quiet. Normally he'd groan in frustration at being bothered during moments such as this. This time though, Shen seems more lost. Lost in himself, the matrix maze of his mind enclosing around himself in a mental sense. Aka peeks around and looks at Shen's face, his long and flowy black eyebrows curving upwards in a caring expression.

"Shen. Are you well?"

The Imperator asks quietly, his bristolian accent heavy and his voice deep. The sound of it makes Shen start to melt, especially with how soft it can be. But NO. He can't be soft. He is China's future, the rightful Emperor- and he will NOT be vulnerable to anyone. Not ever! It'll only make him look weak...weak like his father used to describe him as when Shen was a small peachick.

These thoughts start getting to Shen, and he grips the railings in front of him, trying not to make it obvious that he's stressed and attempting to bottle himself up.