ain't no party like a wei party

[ambitiously]

WHO: ALL OF YOU.
WHAT: Cao Cao's throwing a hugeass party at camp. Mingle, get to know each other and remember who paid for that booze! Create your own threads, threadjump and have fun.
WHERE: The metaspace that is the camp area.
WARNING(S): Beyond typical party shenanigans, not much.

[What is there not to like about a party? Especially if it's hosted by someone like Cao Cao. Never let it be said that Cao Cao didn't know how to party.

The camp was festooned with dark blue banners with the crest of the Kingdom of Wei on them. Whether you like it or not, it's a reminder of who put this on in the first place - but it seems like tonight is not to be a night for hostilities. (any attempt to change the decor, and cao cao will sic his bodyguards on you.)

There was an abundance of food and drink, ranging from small dainty snacks that could be picked up with your hands to a variety of spit roasted animals to satisfy that craving for meat. Drinks ranged from the mildest teas to the hardest forms of alcohol from both Japan and China, for the bravest amongst the warriors. and Needless to say, everything in-between was provided.

So, relax. Enjoy the party. The snakes can be dealt with later.]

Comments

[ex_inextricable674]

[The historian comment earns a raised eyebrow from Jia Xu, but there's something of an amused look on his face.]

A historian? No, I wouldn't go quite that far. Though perhaps I have been hanging around a particular one for too long. [Not that he thought it a bad thing.]

If you don't wish to know what happens after Xiapi, then I will not tell you. But I remember more than you do, it seems. It has been thirteen years since the battle at Xiapi, at least from what I remember last before I was brought into this world.

[thesametrick]

[Jia Xu leaned his head against one hand, gesturing vaguely with the other.] Historians are bad company. What can they tell you that you should care about? They'll only be useful when you're already dead. [The fact that this kind of thinking was what got him out of Water Mirror's house only made him more adamant in it.

But interest that he couldn't quite conceal flickered in his eyes at the other's words. Thirteen years - he was still young enough for that to sound like a lifetime.] That is a while, [he said finally, a little slowly.] I was in Xiapi when what happened, happened, watching my lord take Lü Bu's head. [His curiousity overcame him then, and he conceded, with a polite salute.]

My surname is Jia, my given name Xu, styled Wenhe, out of Gozang in Wuwei.

[ex_inextricable674]

[On any other day, Jia Xu might have been willing to argue with him about that - or at very least debate the point that not all historians were terrible company, considering that he'd managed to meet one that was tolerable (if not a little too similar to an overeager puppy, at times).

But he had never managed to meet another version of himself before. Oh, he'd heard tales, certainly - that there was a female Oda Nobunaga and Guan Yu walking around Orochi's world somewhere, but he hadn't thought that he'd ever be faced with a double of his own.]

Ahaha, what an interesting situation we find ourselves in. [His lips twisted into a smirk, and he watched the other man, pausing for effect before continuing onwards.]

I never thought that I, of all people, would meet a version of myself from another world here. What magic the serpent king must have conjured up, to make this a possibility.