playfrxmtheheart:
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“ Intruder in the village!?
State your name and
business stranger! “
—花木蘭—"Captain Hua! Working with General Posada’s men,
and…and…you wouldn’t happen to be Señora Sánchez, would you?”
imperorkuzco:
As Kuzco watched this man try to form sentences, he merely began picking away at his fingers until the other was able to go on with a reply which seemed a difficult task apparently. “ Thank the gods for that, shall we?” His words kept their flat, unimpressed tone as he examined the man in a more curious manner. “ Can’t help but ask though, what are you doing in armor and around me if you don’t plan on doing what I am assuming you would.” Again, the emperor was setting himself up to be more important that he actually was to most people by assuming that just because someone of a different land had been in his presence and happened to be holding a sword must have meant that they were hostel. Against him. Because he thought he was so important. Yeah.
“I’m training to be a soldier in the Chinese Imperial Army,” Ping reeled off, as monotone and practiced as if he’d been Captain Li himself…Instead of the scrawny runt of the camp. The recruit looked down at the toes of his shoes, turned in one towards the other, and sighed. Remembering his first day at Wu Zhong always made him wince. The armor was thick, heavy, and while it protected you from the cut of your opponent’s sword, even in armor, Ping would wake up the next day bruised and sore all over. "I don’t usually, uh, go around in my armor. But today we were practicing in it.“ Chuckling gruffly, Ping slapped the skinny man’s shoulder the way he’d seen men do to each other when teasing. "Makes ya feel a lot more manly and powerful, you know?”
