Hello my younger self - Shang Qinghua and you

[wrotetheworld]

WHO: Shang Qinghua and you
WHAT: One immortal cultivator/author's got a potion of time and he's using it to return to a younger age. So much younger that he's in a whole different body.
WHEN: Aug 28th
WHERE: See starters
WARNINGS: Body transformation?

Starts in the comments

Note: Under the influence of the potion of time, he's returned to his original body. While he still resembles the squeaky cultivator we all know and love, he's going to look more like his shut in and exhausted older? brother. For those who can sense spiritual energy, he ain't got any.

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<3

[wrotetheworld]

Shang Qinghua jumped in surprise before turning around with a grin. Oh yes, he absolutely did look different. And mortal. "Hey! Yeah, everything's good! Was doing an experiment with a potion I got and it worked!" He pointed a finger as his face. "It's only temporary, but this was my old body!"

He was happy about it, for sure. But from the outside... well, the sleepless nights, long hours at the computer, and poor food on top of that were, well, kind of obvious.

;u; <3

[disgracedprince]

"A...potion?" Xie Lian parrots and stands, shocked, in the doorway. So this is Shang Qinghua's true body - the one that was...electrocuted? He hurries forward then and pulls Qinghua into his arms, checking him for signs of burns or lacerations.

"This... Are you alright?" physically? Mentally? Emotionally?

"I think you look wonderful." he softens eventually, his fear receding bit by bit, "I do like the way mortals age."

<3!

[wrotetheworld]

Being worried and fussed over brought the blood up into his face as he was checked over. He hadn't even thought of the possibility of being brought to that point, so thankfully there were no burns or signs of the event that'd killed him.

"I'm fine? Probably in the worst shape I've been in in sixty years, but fine," he said, ducking his head in embarrassment. "Ah, you don't have to compliment me. I know I was nothing special back then."

[disgracedprince]

Qinghua is in one piece and that's all that matters. Xie Lian chuckles at the comment and ruffles his friend's hair.

"No matter your appearance, you are wonderful." he states, refusing to back down, "Now, are you hungry? Thirsty? I want to take care of you."

Mortals deserve fussing! Especially cute elderly ones.

[wrotetheworld]

Elderly! This body was only thirty!

Shang Qinghua tried to fix his head with a half-hearted huff, simply unable to be annoyed with his friend. "Na, I'm good. I had-" He was interrupted by his stomach'd declaration that whatever he'd eaten had not been in this body.

"Well... maybe a little hungry."

[disgracedprince]

He is almost twice as old as Xie Lian looks now! The horror!

"Mmhm I heard that!" Xie Lian giggles and brings over the tray of food and drink he had brought with him, "Sit and eat. You have to take care of yourself, Qinghua. A spell that powerful requires a lot of energy."

[wrotetheworld]

"This body wouldn't have any spiritual energy anyway," he mumbled, allowing himself to be ushered to a seat. As if he'd turn away food. "No one does where I was originally from. Purely the realm of fantasy."

[disgracedprince]

"Are you sure?" Xie Lian fusses around his friend, making sure he has a nice cup of steaming tea to go with his meal, "Yet your story came to life, did it not? Perhaps it is not such a fantastical idea."

[wrotetheworld]

He pinked as he was fussed over, wrapping his hands around the cup of tea he was given. One thing he didn't realize he'd missed without a golden core was the way it kept him warm. "It'd be pretty hard to keep that sort of thing secret, wouldn't it? It's a nice thought, though."

[disgracedprince]

"I wouldn't use that logic to explain it away. What is known to the gods is often kept secret from mortals." Xie Lian finds a seat and lowers himself onto it, observing his friend, intrigued, "You look about the age of my teacher."

[wrotetheworld]

"I guess."

Sipping the tea, he pinked when he noticed himself being watched. "How old is he?"

[disgracedprince]

"...around thirty?" Xie Lian guesses, "But he looked more around my age the last time I saw him."

Ah his physical age that is. Not his actual age.

[wrotetheworld]

"Is he a god too?" Shang Qinghua asked, leaning his head to the side. It made sense to him. God teaches a god. "Or just an immortal like I am in my usual body?"

The body that he had absolutely no regrets about returning to once the twenty-four hours were up. Yeah, he'd missed this one... but he hadn't exactly taken care of it.

[disgracedprince]

"Mei Nianqing is not a god, but he is immortal." Xie Lian isn't exactly sure about the details, "So more like you. He can control his appearance and he is incredibly bright."

Except when it comes to his soft spot for Jun Wu. Though he can't exactly judge him on that point. Everyone has a blind-spot.