It's an aspect that is unique to Liyue. There are many other, comparable creatures all across Teyvat - but they aren't called adepti or illuminated beasts, either.
I should hope that there are no problems to have or cause, but we shall see.
[ tired sigh... but he offers the glass he was pouring to ali, before pulling another one out of his little setup he has going on over here. giving the bottle a swirl, he angles it so that his fellow dragon can see it through the light. ]
Osmanthus wine. Our friend in the bar was able to get me some, and it's quite good. It tastes the same as I remember, so whatever they did, or however they got it, they replicated it well.
If you like peaches or apricots, it tastes a bit like that.
[ unhappy tail flicks, as he's doing his roaming to try and find anything. he knows that there won't be, that all traces are gone and frozen in time for them to address tomorrow.
but it's so frustrating to someone that seeks order ]
And likely not the same "reasons" that were fallen upon for what happened to Charlie and Jing Yuan.
[ POUNCES on top of his new dragon friend with a little baby roar, in the middle of their game of tag, although he's careful not to hurt his wings as he commences a play fight. ]
[And then suddenly he poofs back to an adult, going back to his human form in the process. He's confused, but after a moment he tries to catch the tiny dragon to keep from squishing it accidentally.]
[ the noise of alarm that this god of liyue in his toddler years makes is so squeaky, all limbs flailing everywhere before trying to affix to ali's hands to try and stabilize him. his tail also wraps around a wrist. cling. ]
he's affixed to him, still, for a few seconds, before his grip loosens and there's a sort of... wariness. a sniff sniff sniff follows, little ears flicked to the sides of his head. ]
[ fresh outside air... zhongli is just standing out here looking upwards, at the sky, arms folded behind his back as he does. ali can come join him and he will give a small hum of acknowledgement to him being there, but doesn't say anything right away. ]
Mm. Sloth for Jing Yuan, greed or envy for Hawke, wrath for Miss Neverah.
Although perhaps pride could have been for Hawke, as well, given that his was a desire for betterment of himself that he felt like an itch, starting Thursday morning.
Talking with him that night, he seemed to take pride in challenging tough opponents and winning. He even said he would have liked to fight you as well.
[A scary thought: Zhongli could have died just as easily as Adolphe could have.]
[ he like. laughs a little? although there's not any humor in it. ]
I wouldn't say I would have liked to see him try, as that would be an insult to his skills as well as those of young Adolphe's. But I know that his interest in me would have been due to my adeptal form.
[ his has been this week, at least, if this is in fact the pattern. ]
Perhaps. At the very least, it would allow us to know what to be on the lookout when we spend time with one another on Thursdays. The morning of has been when they've been first afflicted, it seems.
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