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My Self-Summary

Back home, I'm a noble, the son of a Margrave, but for most of my life I've been a knight and a soldier. I'm mostly just looking for a good time and people who are open-minded enough to enjoy it with me, maybe try out some new things. There's a lot here I've never gotten to experience and I'm interested in changing that.



Outside of that, I'm a connoisseur of fine food and fine teas. I enjoy cooking, gardening, horseback riding, chess, and discussing a wide variety of topics, whether it's art, fiction, theoretical ideals, or more esoteric topics.

My Future Plans

Enjoying myself to the fullest here. Making conections and meeting new people. Experiencing all this place has to offer and finding those interested in exploring it with me.

My Talents

Varied and many. I had a robust interest in pursuing pleasures of all sorts back home and I hope to keep expanding that knowledge and skillset here.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

I enjoy books on a variety of topics, but I've never seen a movie. Plays and operas are far more common in my world and a comparible form of entertainment. I like a wide variety of dishes and have a fondness for trying new dishes from distant places. I have a fondness for spices and rich flavors.

My Ideal Partner

I'm very adaptable and tend to adjust to whoever I'm with, making this a very broad category, since I have a varied taste in companions as well, depending on my mood. I find people interesting and like as many varieties here as I do in my favorite dishes.

Height 6'1 Body Type broad and muscular Smokes only when casting fire spells Drinks yes Drugs only healer prescribed Sign ...Gemini? Apparently?? Education Garreg Mach Officer's Academy Occupation Noble Paladin Income ... Children dear goddess no Pets Felix Horses Hobbies Reading, cooking, chess, tea, horseback riding, hiking. not dying.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

both, depends on the atmosphere

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

neither

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

yes

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

what does this even mean??? and what's a nija?

.05 TITS OR ASS

yes

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

tea, although coffee is interesting, i will have to try more of it

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

both have their fine qualities

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

depends on who's wearing it. some people are just very much one or the other.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

yes

Personality Type
Campaigner: ENFP-A

ENERGY

79%

Extraverted

MIND

55%

Intuitive

NATURE

61%

Feeling

TACTICS

61%

Prospecting

IDENTITY

61%

Assertive

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

action; garden date

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[after helping sylvain struggle through a few back-and-forth messages on the watch, they've eventually solidified a time and place to meet up. as decided, the cloud dwelling garden is probably their best bet; the place will be (mostly) quiet and they won't have to worry about being coerced into doing anything they don't currently want to. (unless, of course, one of them ends up getting too close to an aphrodisiac flower—) which, sizhui's actually keeping in the back of his mind as a reminder, thanks to jin guangyao's warning before.

some things really don't ever change, it seems.

dressed in a blue pullover, black skinny-legged jeans and matching boots with three paper cups in his hands; one is chamomile, another is earl grey and the third is coffee, something he and sylvain had talked about trying before, so he figured why not give it a go now? he's waiting patiently outside the entrance to the garden, hoping the ever-growing crowd won't be too much when sylvain comes to find him.

sure, he could go sit on one of the benches nearby, but he imagines that would make him even less noticeable compared to his standing around while others are milling about. it's a little unsettling, how quickly people appear, and yet he pays them no mind, keeping a keen eye out for the single person he's expecting.]

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[ He shows up a couple minutes late, looking a little tousled and out of breath, but he breaks into a grin when he spots someone matching the little image he’d figured out how to see on his watch. Which was still weird, despite the lessons he’d been getting on how to use the damn thing.

Hurrying in Sizhui’s direction, he lifts his hand in a wave of greeting as he approaches, jogging to close the distance. ]

Hey! [ He comes to a stop, resting his hands on his knees as he shoots the other young man a grin and takes a moment to catch his breath. ] Sorry if I kept you waiting. The, uh, elevator was apparently feeling frisky today and kept giving the other passengers ideas.

[ He grimaces, and then glances down to straighten his tshirt - no erotic or graphic logo today, at least, just a plain dark grey. Clearly someone had been trying to get handsy, however, and he’s looking a little rumpled. ]

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[it isn't wholly surprising that sylvain is late. not because that's what sizhui expects, but because he can imagine how one might get swept up in the crowd— or groped by the elevator and its inhabitants at the time, apparently.

sizhui would've ordinarily waved back if his hands weren't full, but for what it's worth, he does brighten and politely incline his head in greeting.] Hello! [when sylvain stops, his head tips sideways, considering his ruffled state, his eyebrows lifting in surprise at the remark.] It's okay, you needn't worry about that. The... elevator, you said? [and its passengers, of course, that's not nearly as shocking; people will take whatever they can get, it seems.

oh-so-carefully, he tucks the cups into the crook of one arm and steps closer, outstretching the freed hand to help sylvain straighten his shirt.] You weren't injured or anything, were you?

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Nah, I’m fine.

[ He’s chuckling as he says it, putting his clothes to rights again. ]

They just got handsy, is all. Granted, I’m pretty sure they’d been getting handsy before they stumbled into the elevator together and then the pictures on the walls decided to give them ideas. [ He makes a face, his expression rueful as he shakes his head.

And then he holds out a hand when he realizes how much Sizhui is juggling. ]

Can I help you with some of those?

[deferences]

Mm... [the doubtful noise trails off, his expression wrinkling and his lips momentarily pinching. people getting handsy doesn't sound like a ‘fine’ situation, but sizhui forgoes complaining, figuring he can take sylvain at face-value, and if there was actually a problem, he would've said so.]

As long as you're sure. It still sounds like an unfortunate moment to be caught up in, regardless, but. [he can't help smiling at sylvain's look and, as much as he'd like to cover it, his hands are full, so there's no possible way he can do that.

however, when the other male offers to take some of the cups off his hands, he nods.] Absolutely, thank you. [then he offers the earl grey cup first, looking far more pleased.] I was told this is the same as bergamot tea. The other two are chamomile and coffee, which I thought we could try together.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain accepts the cup with a pleased look, taking it and sniffing at it curiously. It certainly smells like his favorite tea, so apparently someone here knew what they were doing.

Although his expression brightens at the mention of the coffee, curious and intrigued by this drink so many seem to favor here. ] Ahh, right! So it’s to be an experiment day, is it? At least if it tastes terrible, we have tea to chase it away with, I suppose.

[ He offers Sizhui a wink before inclining his head. ] There’s a little gazebo over this way, by one of the ponds. We can go see if it’s empty, if you wanted to sit for a bit?

[ Clearly someone’s been spending enough time up here to become familiar with what is where. ]

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[that, in turn, has sizhui perking further. the idea that he might've found sylvain's favorite tea is delightful and, if earl grey is the same, he'll be filing it away for later to remember to bring to the other man whenever they see each other.

sizhui giggles,] I hope that's okay? And yes, that's exactly what I was considering when gathering all of the drinks. We will just have to brace ourselves if it's as strong as we've been told. Oh! [a pause as he glances down at his pocket, though he's quick to upturn again.] They did give me sugar and, uhm, containers of cream to try it with too? It must be profoundly bitter if they're prepared with those.

[while the wink has the tips of his ears pinkening, he head-bobs again, glad to know someone else has visited the garden perhaps just as often as he has, if not more.]

That sounds like a great idea to me.

[philancer]

Some people like those in their tea, too. [ He’s not one of them, but some of his friends are. ] But I’ve heard coffee can be an acquired taste, so I suppose we shall soon see?

[ That just makes him all the more curious, honestly.

He turns to lead the way towards the gazebo he’d mentioned - an action that means he unfortunately misses the way Sizhui flushes slightly - but he’s relieved to find the enclosure empty and this corner of the gardens quiet for the moment. The pond beside it is quiet, water spilling softly over rocks and a dozen brightly colored koi swimming in its shallow depths.

Sinking down on one of the cushioned benches within the gazebo, he pats the seat beside his in invitation. ]

So is chamomile one of your favorites?

[deferences]

Oh? [huh, he never really thought about that before. most times, if he puts anything in his tea, it's maybe a little sugar or honey and a handful of fresh fruit, but the idea of cream... well, he'll have to try that one of these days!] We shall.

[having been able to expand his palate, sizhui's hoping the coffee won't be as bitter as he's been told, but after some of his adventures with spices and sourness, he won't hold his breath or else he'd probably turn blue.

he follows close beside sylvain, taking in the scenery, looking specifically for any new things they might have added in the day or so he hasn't been in. it doesn't seem like it? or at least not from first glances, but not only that, he's also immediately distracted by the sounds of the pond and the sights of the koi fish flipping their fins about in the water. as much as he'd like to get closer, he has company, and it'd be rude to get caught up in playing with the fish. (right now, anyway—)

so, he sits at sylvain's side on the bench, carefully setting the coffee cup between his knees and holding his tea with both hands for warmth.] It is! Jasmine is my absolute favorite, though, and I do like a good mint tea.

Do you have others you like just as much as that one?

[philancer]

Seiros tea. It’s pretty common back where I come from, but since I’m not sure anyone knows who Seiros is outside of Fodlan, I’m not sure that’ll do me much good here.

[ He chuckles as he sinks down across from Sizhui, making himself comfortable. ]

It’s a black tea, though, with a bit of a nutty flavor. Don’t actually know if it was a favorite of Seiros or someone just decided to make it popular by naming it after her, but either way, it’s pretty good.

We have mint teas back home - quite a few, actually. I don’t think I’ve ever tried Jasmine tea before, though. I know of the flowers - we had some in the greenhouse in the Academy, I think, but they’re not native to Fodlan, either. Brigid, maybe? [ He scratches his head, trying to remember if Dedue or Ashe or Annie had ever said. ]

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[record scratch—] Fodlan? Hmmm... that name sounds familiar. [yes, actually, he's almost certain he's heard the name a few times in passing back where he just came from. if sylvain was from there, maybe he would know dimitri? definitely a question he'll hang on to for now, but that makes him quite curious.]

Either way, it does sound delicious! We'll have to see if there's a way to get our hands on some so I can try it with you. [if sylvain would like to, that is.]

It's a bit of a comfort tea for me, as my father would give it to me when I wasn't feeling well. Most Jasmine teas are made with a green tea base and the flowers are added, so if you've had a green tea, you're already halfway to trying Jasmine! [a beat to take a sip of his tea while he considers, his fingertips lightly tapping against the cup.] Well, if there's ever a time where you get plants from your home, perhaps we could cultivate them together?

[philancer]

[ Please feel free to break his brain at any time.

As it is, he just nods slightly, wondering if Sizhui’s bumped into some of the others here from home. ] There’s a couple of us here from Fodlan, at least that I’ve found so far. Lorenz, and Hubert and Edelgard, though we come from different places within it, of course. So far I’m the only one from Faerghus.

[ Leaning forward, he braces his forearms atop his knees and offers the other man a faint crooked smile, enjoying the story behind the tea. No wonder he was fond of it. ] I have had green teas before, so I think I can imagine it, at least. Maybe we’ll be able to find Jasmine here in the gardens. I know I’ve spotted quite a few plants that I recognized while wandering through. Although far more that I didn’t.

[deferences]

[oh, poor sylvain's brain is certainly going to at least crack when sizhui mentions he's actually heard all these names in passing. he'll feel bad about it, initially, but hey, it's not his fault he's been through so many world-hopping shenanigans!

it is convenient that some of them are here, though. that would make it easy to brush off and agree that yes, he has met them here, even if he'd be lying and that's not something he would do.] I see, [he says simply, glancing down at his cup, lips rolling together. no, not yet. he'll give it just a minute to let their conversation push a little further before he decides to drop all this information on sylvain.

instead, he flashes a smile in return, thumbs across the rim of his cup then,] Perhaps we will! I recognized a few plants as well myself, so it wouldn't be surprising to find others, or to see them add new things. If they don't, I wonder if we would be allowed to grow things...

[philancer]

[ Unaware of anything else troubling Sizhui’s thoughts right now, he can only give a thoughtful hum as he glances around the garden, curious as well. ]

I don’t see why not. They don’t seem all that inclined to keep us from indulging in whatever we want. Granted, I think they intend that to be more aimed for their game, but that’s not to say we can’t have hobbies outside of sex all day every day. No one could maintain that anyway.

I bet if you just started showing up and doing it for fun, no one would say anything. Acting like you’re right where you’re supposed to be and know exactly what you’re doing might get you some odd looks, but I bet no one thinks to tell you you can’t. Or if you do, it’s probably better to ask for forgiveness than permission in this place anyway…

[deferences]

[which is fine, he would much prefer keeping his problems (mostly) to himself rather than bothering someone else with them, but he will eventually circle back around to it once he's found the proper moment to interject again.]

Gosh, I sure hope they don't expect that from us! Even if I wanted to, with a high enough drive and nearly no refractory period, I don't think I could keep up every day and all day. [he snickers, sneaking another quick drink of his tea afterward before continuing,] I don't want to say it would get monotonous but... [well, that's the word that comes to mind when considering it.]

No, they probably wouldn't. In fact, I'd imagine some of the people might like the help, given how large this garden is. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission, though, you say... [sizhui lets that remark trail off, an enthusiastic grin overtaking his expression as he removes the coffee from where it sits, moves to stand, sets the cup aside then he steps down onto the little grassy patch around the gazebo they're seated in. after kneeling, he reaches with his free hand and presses it palm down, a soft blueish-green glow emanating from beneath it, and once he lifts his hand, a pretty daisy sprouts from the spot of dirt he'd just touched.]

[philancer]

It would definitely become monotonous. Even with all the... additions they give us for fun on the side. And that would be a shame.

[ He's chuckling as he takes a sip of his own tea, expression brightening at the familiar flavor of bergamot on his tongue. It's pretty good, too. This place continues to impress with their attention to detail and quality.

But he watches quietly, savoring his drink, while Sizhui gets up and steps down to the grass to crouch there a moment. When there's a faint glow of magic, he straightens up, leaning forward to watch with sudden curiosity. And then there's a vibrant red flower sprouting upwards, not one he recognizes but it's pretty. And that had definitely been a type of magic he'd never seen before, which just makes him all the more intrigued. ]

That's... is that something you could always do?

[deferences]

[initially, sizhui doesn't say anything, he just giggles, blushes and raises his free hand to cover his face. it would be a shame, truly, but he's not sure he could agree aloud without turning beet-red. still, he does give a faint nod to show his agreement before redirecting again.

any other time, he'd leave the flower to grow and flourish on its own, to maybe spread across the grass with more flora, though he plucks this one from its spot, taps the remaining tiny bit of stalk with his littlest finger to let another, smaller daisy take its place, then he shifts upright and moves back over to where sylvain is. he sits back down, still smiling as he offers the other man the flower, his head shaking.]

No, it's an ability I gained on another world, alongside some other... transformative powers.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain’s reaching for the flower before Sizhui says that next part and the movement falters halfway as he blinks across at him. ]

Wait. You’ve been to different universes before this place took you?

[deferences]

Mmhmm, [is the only answer he gives at first, his expression creasing briefly before he decides there's no reason in beating around the bush anymore.]

Which, ah, brings me back to what we were talking about before: Fodlan. I know of it because I met some people from there back on one of these worlds. A man named Dimitri and another named Byleth.

[philancer]

[ It's enough to render Sylvain speechless for a moment - which is, actually, quite the achievement, good job Sizhui.

He opens his mouth a moment before closing it again, trying to think up a response to that. ]

You... you've met Dimitri and the Professor? How... is that even possible?

[ Was that where the Professor had been all that time she was missing? But Dimitri, he'd been imprisoned, hadn't he? And he'd never mentioned anything about another world...

Granted, he hadn't been the most sharing person since they'd all been reunited, unless it had to do with bloodthirsty vengeance. ]

[deferences]

[while he isn't fully aware of how great that is, he's still surprised he was able to make someone speechless by saying something he felt would be simple. reconsidering, however, it makes sense that sylvain is shocked. how often is it that an individual just casually says, ‘oh, yeah, i know that place where you live and some of the people you know?’

it makes him feel a little sheepish, somewhat embarrassed that he'd mentioned anything at all, and he ducks his head, shoulders pressing against his ears as he twirls the pretty red daisy between his thumb and forefinger.]

Wild things can happen when you world-hop, [is the only response he can manage. how else does he explain it, really? he imagines he's met a lot of folks that others around here know, too, but. will he ever be confident enough to tell anyone else? (maybe.)

funnily(?) enough, the dimitri he knew was quite calm and collected, at least until they broke into a haunted-ass mansion to murder monsters and save anyone trapped inside.]

[philancer]

So you… world-hopped to Fodlan? Or somewhere else?

[ Nope. Sorry. None of this makes any sense. You might have broken his brain a little. ]

[deferences]

[whoops??? well, that wasn't his intention, but it's completely fair and valid, given what he's saying is pretty baffling.]

Somewhere else. A place called ‘Amani’, where people were taken from their homeworlds and put into a simulation. [pause, a moment for him to consider, then he asks,] Has anyone told you what that means? [just in case, that way he isn't leaving sylvain floundering for an answer about that, too.]

[philancer]

[ He cocks his head to the side, considering that there might be more than one meaning, in that case. ]

Something like a test run? A mock battle, or just a scenario?

[ That was as close a description he could come up with, unsure if that's what Sizhui meant. ]

So... you're telling me Dimitri and Byleth were also taken to this... simulation? On another world? How long ago was this?

[deferences]

[sizhui hums, lifts the daisy and taps his cheek with it, trying to figure out how to explain while using what sylvain knows.]

A test run or just a scenario could work; the scenario being, for example, a world that isn't real. It's made up and inside your head, but you're living it like you would exist in this aforementioned world. Like you're test-running it. [does... that make sense? not exactly, but he can work with it for now.]

Yes, they were there, alongside others from different worlds. [a moment's hesitation as he considers, the flower lowers again and his expression creases faintly.] I coexisted with them in Amani for a year and a half.