pc ♠ jing yuan

[fried]

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w0, SATURDAY

[fried]

[ are you in your room, jing yuan, because jiaoqiu is politely knocking!! hello!! he will not stop until you answer. wake up, sleepy. ]

[lightning]

[ zZzZzZzZz—

SORRY JIAOQIU it is going to take a hot minute, jing yuan is no early bird not even in heaven. he at least has enough courtesy to call out a gravelly just a moment, please, before he manages, with great effort, to extricate himself from bed.

the mods have graciously given us door viewers, so he catches a glimpse of FUZZY PINK EARS (😊) before he opens the door, smothering a yawn behind his hand. he is dressed down in casual clothes. ]

Jiaoqiu. It is good to see you.

[ invites him inside, etc! ]

[fried]

[ EEPY BOY

it's fine, jiaoqiu knows that it'll take a minute, and he has nothing but time since they're dead, so he doesn't mind waiting. his usual smile is in place when jing yuan invites him in, but it's particularly plastic today. ]

A room all to yourself, General? What sort of deal did you make? [ okay, there's a bit of teasing there, he can't help it. ]

[lightning]

[ EEPY!! truly they have time in excess, relieved from their respective duties as they are. jing yuan studies jiaoqiu's expression, but doesn't make comment just yet if he notices anything off. (he VERY PROBABLY... notices... like recognizes like, etc.) ]

A deal?

[ his lips quirk into a half-smile. ]

Nothing of the sort. [ says that but pretends to look scheme-y about it. ] Perhaps it is that my reputation precedes me.

And how are you finding your accommodations?

[fried]

[ yeah, he probably does tbh. like recognizes like, and jiaoqiu is likely not that difficult to read for someone like jing yuan.

the scheme-y look makes jiaoqiu snort a little, ungracefully, before he recovers. ]

Suitable enough. My roommate is Basilio. I enjoy his company. [ he's a good boy. ]

This place is pleasant, but not entirely what I expected.

[ he glances over in jing yuan's general direction, instead of looking out the window. ]

W0 WED / the mansion

[lightning]

[ CRAWLS BACK HERE AGAIN

jing yuan has probably been hovering around jiaoqiu more often the past couple days... not incessantly (the point is not to draw unwanted attention), but enough that it's no real surprise when he turns up again for some good-natured heckling.

he leans against jiaoqiu somewhat excessively, just to see how much of his weight this pink fox man can or will put up with. ]

Found everything you need?

[ being (affectionately!) annoying but also offering to be an extra set of eyes... and hands! ]

[fried]

[ crawls all over you

jiaoqiu doesn't mind - he might not say it, but having jing yuan as his eyes, so to speak, makes him feel much more at ease. he's still on guard, and if you're in the know, it's easy to see how much he's relying on his hearing to help him get around, but. he's doing okay.

the leaning gets him to huff and bat absently at jing yuan, but he doesn't push him off. in fact, he just makes room for him. ]

Most everything. They have several spices I was missing in the kitchen on this delivery service. [ sigh. ] And you?

[lightning]

[ hehe... successful draping. 😌 it's affection week so he doesn't bully jiaoqiu with suggestions of coriander. (tbh affection week wouldn't stop him, but he is distracted by other RECENT DEVELOPMENTS) ]

I fear for whomever will be tasting your homecooking, next. You are as merciless as you are accomplished in the kitchen.

—Could this be Basilio?

[ EYEZOOMS!!!! ]

[fried]

[ thank you for not bullying he appreciates it probably

he's actually kind of enjoying the draping? it's like having a very large heated blanket flopped over you. he's going to comment on the kitchen bit but then jing yuan brings up basilio and his ear flicks. and flops over, like he's relaxed at thinking about basilio... clearly this is true real love that isn't going to end in divorce tomorrow at 2pm pst ]

Isn't it taboo to ask your coworkers about their romantic relationships? [ HUFF PUFF. ] He's an accomplished chef in his own right.

[ /// ]

w0, SATURDAY 2

[fried]

[ comes to sit and keep him company... he doesn't say anything at first, but he's here. ]

[lightning]

[ PINK FOX MAN!!! jing yuan doesn't look any different outwardly. he's sitting peacefully, legs crossed. he could almost be mistaken for meditating, or perhaps even dozing off.

of course, he's awake. ]

...That was astonishing foolish of you earlier, Jiaoqiu.

[ there's no reproach in his voice. if anything it sounds a little too... unconcerned, given the circumstances. ]

[fried]

You are far more important to the Xianzhou Alliance than I, General. I'm not sure what you expected.

[ a man who threw his life away from his own general - of course he'd do it here, too. ]

And I think that any foolishness is offset by the fact that you murdered an innocent woman.

[lightning]

The Alliance... How tiresome. You're right, it should've been within expectation.

[ he sighs quietly. everything, always within expectation. ]

None of us are innocent. [ he's not saying it as an accusation against charlie; it is a lazy blanket statement. ] But even if she were, it wouldn't have changed anything.

w7, MONDAY

[fried]

[ do we even care where we are this week

for right now you can find him hanging out in the kitchen. he snaps his fingers, and a little flame appears in front of him. his tail wags. hehe. powers yaey. ]

[lightning]

[ ANYWHERE THAT ISN'T AN ELDRITCH ABOMINATION, the kitchen is so wonderful, truly.

the emoshare is amused, as he watches jiaoqiu (licherally) play with fire. ]

You aren't planning on boiling me, are you?

[ noooo he doesn't wanna be hot pot noooo ]

[fried]

That depends entirely on how nosy you are, General.

[ he jokes, glancing over his shoulder in jing yuan's direction. sorry about his eyes, they're... in bad shape still. one is missing, though he's careful to keep it closed. it's fine, he's managed. ]

How are you feeling?

[lightning]

Only the usual amount.

[ smiles easily in return, though, it fades a little when he notices the eye still missing. jiaoqiu can detect a quiet pang of sadness if he tries, but it is very muted. ]

I am well. If I worry... well, my hair is already white.

W7 THURSDAY / post-party

[lightning]

[ HOW DRUNK ARE YOU, SIR? he is going to be handling him gently and sitting him down somewhere. POSSIBLY THE BATHROOM? how sick is he... ]

[fried]

[ HE'S PRETTY DRUNK but like, he's less drunk than he should be because viktor siphoned his drunk out. so he's just pleasantly like yay... drink.

he leans very heavily against jing yuan because of this and also affection week. jing yuan is so warm... at least he's in a good mood... ]

[lightning]

[ oh bless... viktor what a PAL.

pleasant drunk is good. jing yuan supports jiaoqiu's wet tissue paper weight readily, and he's only faintly buzzed himself, if even that. he wraps an arm around him companionably (and also the help keep him from tipping over), happy that jiaoqiu is happy! ]

You seem pleased.

[fried]

[ it's just really nice to have everybody back together, is all. and on top of that, he's still riding the high of having his vision back, so. ]

It was a good night. [ he hums, peering out over the world in front of them. ] Good for the memories.

Did you have a nice time, General?

W7 SATURDAY

[lightning]

[ THEY ARE GOING BACK TO THE SAME PLACE so he is ofc gonna let jiaoqiu be free and say his goodbyes, but just establishing at some point he's coming over to give him a big hug and whatever comfort he needs ]

[fried]

[ he'll come back eventually, absolutely fucking worn out and red-eyed. but he does want to talk about this, get it settled, so: ]

... I suppose I should pick when I will be going back.

[lightning]

[ SWEET JIAOQIU AHHHH ]

...Should you go back to your original time, you will be fully-healed at the very least. [ reconfirmed this with gabriel like one second before the final results were announced, that is fine!! ]

Of course, it is your decision to make, ultimately. I know much is uncertain, where you'd left off.

[fried]

[ jing yuan did you know crying sucks. he did not miss crying. he would like to go back to when he was unable to do that. ]

If I can stop it before it starts, I would prefer that.

[ a slow sigh. ]

And I think it would be better for you to not be alone with these memories for too long...