Magnus Chase (
summerdude) wrote2023-11-25 01:55 pm
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I Embrace My Inner Tarzan [open post]
There's a massive old oak about fifty yards west of Magnus's favorite clearing. It has thick, sturdy branches; he can climb nearly forty feet up it before he starts to worry about them holding his weight. There's a family of squirrels that lives nearby -- good squirrels, nothing like Ratatosk -- and Magnus likes to listen to them discuss their acorn deposits. Sometimes, when they're not looking, he'll grow and stash more acorns for them to discover; he's not sure how long the winters here get.
He's pretty sure it's cold outside, but it's not cold enough to affect him, and so he's still barefoot and in a t-shirt pretty much all the time.
Today, he's been scrounging in some of the out-buildings. There's a portable outdoor fireplace. While he doesn't feel the cold, he finds (contained) fires comforting, and it'll be nice to have some hot food, so he shoulders it and a makeshift grill surface, and lugs them to the base of his oak tree. Now he'll have an easier way of preparing the fish Mothwing sometimes leaves him than trying to summon the right amount of summer into them so that they cook and don't explode, at least.
He lights a modest fire, feeding it with fallen sticks. Then he shoves an apple, picked from another nearby tree, into his mouth and a book he'd pilfered from the library into the waistband of his pants, and climbs up an easy ten feet to his favorite branch. Things don't seem so bad, living out here.
He's pretty sure it's cold outside, but it's not cold enough to affect him, and so he's still barefoot and in a t-shirt pretty much all the time.
Today, he's been scrounging in some of the out-buildings. There's a portable outdoor fireplace. While he doesn't feel the cold, he finds (contained) fires comforting, and it'll be nice to have some hot food, so he shoulders it and a makeshift grill surface, and lugs them to the base of his oak tree. Now he'll have an easier way of preparing the fish Mothwing sometimes leaves him than trying to summon the right amount of summer into them so that they cook and don't explode, at least.
He lights a modest fire, feeding it with fallen sticks. Then he shoves an apple, picked from another nearby tree, into his mouth and a book he'd pilfered from the library into the waistband of his pants, and climbs up an easy ten feet to his favorite branch. Things don't seem so bad, living out here.
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"In the Chengli tribe, being a man or a woman made little difference. Either way, I would have been able to ride my horse and hunt with my sworn brother, and the Chengli also would have accepted a female Khagan. Men ruled by tradition, but the strength of women was respected, and my father intended to champion me as his heir. But my family was murdered before my parents' third child could be born, so no one ever knew I was a female prince—not even my own sister. After that..." How much of this to tell? Qi Yan does not want to discuss the masked princess. "I did live openly as a woman for some years, while recovering from illness and studying. Again, it made little difference to me. But when I went to the southern Wei kingdom, it was necessary to disguise myself as a man, because the Wei kingdom is different from where I grew up. Women's options are very limited there. I took poison to restrict some of my feminine aspects, so I wouldn't be discovered and killed." She pauses to put her thoughts together. There are more details about the trouble her gender has caused her, but they're not relevant to what she's trying to explain to Magnus. "I am not a man. Among my own people, I might have liked to live as a woman. I sometimes wonder what it might have been like—what kind of woman I would have been. But I could not have lived as a woman of the Wei kingdom. In that land, I much prefer to be a gentleman of the court."
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"So it's more of a -- safety and convenience thing?" he asks, to clarify. "Rather than an inner need?"
*To be fair, he also didn't really think about being into girls. Until Alex kissed him while female.
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He still does have one question, though. "You have no desire to answer to feminine titles," he says. "Does that include pronouns?" He's mostly avoided thinking of Qi Yan in terms of pronouns since they met, and he wants to make sure he's doing it right. "Would you prefer masculine ones, or neutral ones?"
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1Modern Mandarin differentiates between "he" and "she" in spelling but not pronunciation. Before the 20th century, it did not differentiate. Qi Yan's first language is not specified in canon, but as far as I can tell none of the languages in the families it might belong to use gendered pronouns.
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With all that in mind, it is impossible to choose how she might feel about gendered words that mean nothing to her culturally. "Lan Wangji knows." And Qi Yan mentioned her gender to Gu Xiang, but she doesn't know if Gu Xiang understood what she meant. "If you're speaking with him, you could indicate that I am a woman." Lan Wangji knows that she is a certain type of woman. He won't misunderstand.
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"I should go inside soon—the cold is not good for my health. I would hate to disobey the orders of my physician. She is a cat."
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Magnus' ability is likely different from hers, since so much of his life is unrecognizable to her. But she cannot shake her own associations with animal communication. To the Chengli, it would show that Magnus has a pure and loving heart. That is easy to believe.
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