Aaron/Huaisang - Early

[creeksidealtarboy]

He was simply Aaron when his boat landed on the coast. He remained only Aaron when he was pulled from the small boat and taken to a healer, who found him not only alive and breathing but strong and capable. He was taken in by a clan, a strong clan, one of rules and laws and principles, and Aaron began to thrive there. He doesn't talk much, chooses to smile and fake his way through most interactions, but he proves himself to be a diligent student and learner. He spends his time reading or practicing, and they assess that he isn't too far behind his peers. He will catch up eventually.

But there's the matter of his appearance. He's an odd child, fair of skin and hair and eyes. He's been able to prove himself with his own clan, but that doesn't mean that the others will think the same of him.

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[threedontknows]

Nie Huaisang smiles - and those who know him would realize it's one of his more devious looks, the kind he gets when he's scheming - from behind his fan.

"There's Daoist magic, of course! I can disguise myself to look like you, and you could disguise yourself to look like me."

Of course he doesn't know how to do this off the top of his head, but there's the famed Cloud Recesses library somewhere around here!

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron looks at his face, looks at that fan, and wrinkles his nose.

"Are you - aware that's against the rules?" he finally finishes, losing his nerve.

[threedontknows]

He can't even muster the ability to look shocked.

"I didn't think it was one of the 3,000 rules specifically..." But yes. Of course it's against the rules!

[creeksidealtarboy]

...is it one of the specific rules?

He's pretty sure that it is.

"What if we get caught?"

That still isn't a no.

[threedontknows]

Nie Huaisang also notices that's not an immediate no. He grins and steps a little closer to Lan Yalun.

"We probably won't, but if we do you can blame it all on me. That's what a good friend does."

[creeksidealtarboy]

That doesn't sound right.

"Friends don't do that," he insists. "You have bad friends."

[threedontknows]

He frowns softly. That must mean Yalun thinks he's the bad friend.

"Well," he says, closing his fan again with a little pout. "Did you want to try it?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

He thinks about it, but he really does want to know what to expect for next year. And maybe he can restore his friend's honor in the process.

"...yes."

[threedontknows]

He wasn't expecting him to actually say yes, but his heart gives a little excited leap in his chest when he does. Now he actually has to figure out how to do this - if it's even possible.

"Can you take me to the library?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

He already doesn't like this, but he's already committed, so there's really no going back.

He frowns, but he turns away, leading him off to another building.

[threedontknows]

Hmn, not complaining, not fighting him. He's going to be easier to manipulate than Da-ge on a good day!

But that's not quite the right term for what he's doing, manipulating. He doesn't feel like he's using Aaron so much as commiserating with him, which is an odd feeling for the somewhat sheltered boy. It wasn't as though he had a lot of friends to begin with, but after their father died Nie Mingjue had become overly protective of his little brother. He wasn't allowed to go anywhere without a retainer or servant.

Nie Huaisang follows him, having to hurry to keep up with the boy's longer legs.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron leads him to their library and opens the door, leaning back against it to allow him inside. "Do you even know what you're looking for?"

[threedontknows]

He doesn't know if visiting the library is allowed or not, but it doesn't really matter. He's used to getting in trouble by now, even if Lan Qiren scares him half to death.

"Sort of," he says, breezing on past him to look at the large stacks of books and scrolls. "There are books on the subject in the Impure Realm, but I think Cloud Recesses probably has the methods to actually performing the magic."

But aside from all of that, he feels like he's on a big shopping trip to Qinghe. His eyes are wide as he browsers through the books, giddy at all the lovely things he might find.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron slides next to him, walking silently for a moment. "Stay focused," he mutters to him.

[threedontknows]

"Why!" Nie Huaisang picks up a roll and turns around in place happily as he scans through it. "Look at all these books! Have you read most of them?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"No," he says with a laugh. "No one has. Well, not yet."

[threedontknows]

"But you've read most." He lives here, after all! Nie Huaisang knows he would spend all day in this library if he lived here - when he wasn't wandering the forest looking for birds, that is.

"Oooh." He doesn't wait for Yalun to answer, rushing across the room to look through another book that might have more about the magic they're looking for.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron sighs and follows after him. "That isn't the right section," he tells him, reaching out to take his hand.

[threedontknows]

"Mm? Ah." He lets Yalun drag him over to wherever the correct section is - he knew he'd spent a lot of time here! "Are you familiar with Daoist magic? Or are you more proficient in martial arts?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Both," he answers with an appropriate amount of time. "I was a fighter before I came here."

[threedontknows]

He picks up a book from the shelf and opens it up, flicking through the pages slowly as Yalun lets slip that interesting piece of information. "You were a fighter before being adopted by the Lan?" he wonders, appropriately awed.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He nods. "I had to be," he answers, which would be odd, considering his age. He doesn't seem to acknowledge that fact.

[threedontknows]

He's not naive, he knows about hardships that some children have. Some lose their parents and don't have a devoted older brother to take care of them.

"You were a street tramp," he says quietly.

He suspected. A foreigner winds up in a strange land getting adopted by a cultivation clan doesn't just happen.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He looks away, too ashamed to agree but unable to lie.

"There are other texts," he says quietly instead.

[threedontknows]

He frowns quietly as Lan Yalun turns away from him. He's embarrassed, and Nie Huaisang understands why that might be, but this isn't the first time a sect has taken on an orphan. He must not know about Wei Wuxian.

"Have you met the Jiang yet?"