[ on saturday afternoon, xie lian's a bit hungry. he waits through most of the day for the kitchen to clear, and it's only then it seems like no one's around does he start to cook....
...well, he's cooking something.
usagi can probably smell the ingredients being cut. that parts pretty normal - it smells initially like onions, maybe? hmmm. probably something decent being made? only one way to find out! ]
[ a usagi who doesn't follow her nose isn't a usagi at all so it's with a rumbly in her tumbly that she peeks into the kitchen looking for honey a snack ]
xie lian is going to take this time once all is said and done to check up on the people he thinks may need it the very most, after all of this, and one of them is usagi. he finds her sitting outside, and clears his throat. ]
[ since the end of it, Usagi's been spending time god knows where, staring up at where the moon is (should be?). there's an absent frown on her face like she's having a rather intense conversation with the planet above, but it fades away quickly when she hears her name called. ]
Xie-Lian-san.
[ her smile is sad but still, she waves him closer for the company. hewwo ]
[ she blinks in surprise, though her hands are automatically out to receive this sweet gesture of Food. ]
Thank You.
[ for a moment there's quiet while she breaks off pieces of it, munching while lost in thought. eventually, however, she sighs through her nose, looking out into the distance ]
Xie Lian-san. Do you ever feel like you should have done More?
[ ON THE OTHER HAND, HERE'S USAGI LOOKING INCREASINGLY DISTRESSED THE LONGER SHE LOOKS AT HIM? It's fine by now probably but her hands are certainly still jazzing like she doesn't know what to do with herself ]
[ sweet, sweet usagi!! xie lian lifts his hand to try and wave off her jazz hands too, the smile on his face reassuring and sheepish and a little helpless. ]
I am quite positive, Miss Usagi. I could be much worse! [ DON'T SAY THAT ]
xie lian is turning in a bit earlier than usagi, sitting on his hammock bed, as carefully as he can. and the reason for this is because, when she comes in, she will find xie lian with his hair down, brushing his own ridiculously long hair.
getting the bun out was pretty easy, but trying to brush his hair near the top is proving itself difficult. the snags don't really bother him, but reaching up high enough to get to it with his injuries still twinges them at his side... he's quietly trying to deal with this problem at the moment, but clearly struggling. :( ]
Usagi's back from wherever she was, gently opening the door in case Xie Lian is asneep and- oh!! hair!! ]
Xie Lian-san your hair is so pretty....!
[ she wants... to touch....
eventually, it also registers she just interrupted him in the middle of something and she comes to sit close to come be nosy. and yet somehow she hasn't noticed his struggling. usagi, how are you so tunnel visioned ]
Ah... is it? [ xie lian doesn't seem to mind! he does scooch a little out of the way so they don't end up touching, lest she get shocked, but otherwise lets her hop right over. ] Thank you... um, I can't say I pay all that much attention to it....
[ there are no sticks in it right now so really that's a win ]
[ henlo former roomie. it's a rather gloomy day for bunnies with usagi just sadly just drooping around the inn. even her buns seem to have caught the sads and they seem to be more lopsided than usual. it's fine. she's fine.
she's also gonna walk into one of the lobby side tables if she's not careful ]
[ xie lian can see usagi's very sad buns from across the room.
he too is in the inn, though he's looking at something on his phs, and when he glances up, he nearly spots a disaster happening. ]
--Ah, Miss Usagi! [ and then reaches up to quickly nudge the table out of her way with his foot, hopping up out of his chair in case he accidentally knocks her off balance. ] Be careful... are you alright?
you will find xie lian sitting on the floor of the planetarium, this evening. when he hears the door open, he tilts his head back, and gives usagi a small, tired smile. ]
...Hello, Miss Usagi. Would you like to join me...?
[ poor dear. xie lian lets her lean against him without much fuss - it reminds him a little of that small child gu-zi when he's not being transported around by someone he can't seem to remember. ]
[ iiiiiiiit's usagi. she's probably outside proper staring at the sky where the moon should rightfully be. weird this time is the foggy bubbles that seem to be lurking at her back the longer she stands there? hm, weird! ]
[ hi, usagi! I'm sure it's fine. xie lian is joining her on this fine evening, stepping out with his hands folded behind his back. he notices the foggy bubbles and chooses not to say anything about them for the moment, instead keeping his distance as he calls out - ]
Good evening, Miss Usagi.
[ please don't turn and pop a bubble (please do) ]
[ because of course in the midst of turning her hand skims over one and almost immediately, fog rolls out of these bubbles, winding her memory around them (pg 13-27. ). it's surprising to see this again, the earth's surface from so far away. it's even more surprising to be reminded of her life once upon a time. but in a way, it's a good memory to recall, a reminder of the strength she wields that powers her crystal. it's only what the others have been reminding her of as the weeks drag on but it's always different when it's your mom saying so.
too bad usagi could only hear static when she was talking some dude at the end there though! wonder what that's about. ]
[ wow this sucks. after coming back from carefully depositing ochako, xie lian is heading for the pier just to sit and think.
when he spots a familiar head of blonde hair, though, he stops, and just goes to join her, standing with his hands folded behind his back. ochako's velociraptor is sitting on his shoulder. ]
[ usagi hasn't moved since the announcement, curled up on the sand with her face hidden in her knees. it's been weeks and weeks of constantly losing people who have been becoming important to her but somehow this one hurts the most....?
there's a quiet sniff in acknowledgment but otherwise, all she does is hold out a hand for him. ]
[ immediately, he takes it, and drops to sit in the sand next to her.
yeah. this is hard.
he doesn't want to say anything - this curfew effect is ridiculous -, so for the moment, he just squeezes her hand, tightly, and sits close so she can lean on his shoulder if she wants to cry. ]
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w0, saturday
...well, he's cooking something.
usagi can probably smell the ingredients being cut. that parts pretty normal - it smells initially like onions, maybe? hmmm. probably something decent being made? only one way to find out! ]
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honeya snack ]Ah-. Hello...!
w0 round 2, saturday post trial!
xie lian is going to take this time once all is said and done to check up on the people he thinks may need it the very most, after all of this, and one of them is usagi. he finds her sitting outside, and clears his throat. ]
...Miss Usagi. [ how's it going, honey ]
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Xie-Lian-san.
[ her smile is sad but still, she waves him closer for the company. hewwo ]
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xie lian matches her expression, a small, sad smile, and approaches, fiddling around in his sleeve. ]
Here. [ and he pulls out a couple of cookies, wrapped in a napkin. ] I brought you something. You looked like you could use it.
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Thank You.
[ for a moment there's quiet while she breaks off pieces of it, munching while lost in thought. eventually, however, she sighs through her nose, looking out into the distance ]
Xie Lian-san. Do you ever feel like you should have done More?
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w1, thursday
Xie Lian-san, are you certain you're okay?
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I am quite positive, Miss Usagi. I could be much worse! [ DON'T SAY THAT ]
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Hua Cheng-san would be even more upset than he already is....!
[ she ships it ]
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Ah... [ a little sheepishly, he waves his hand... ] San Lang would be upset if I got a paper cut, I think.
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w2, lets do... tuesday night
xie lian is turning in a bit earlier than usagi, sitting on his hammock bed, as carefully as he can. and the reason for this is because, when she comes in, she will find xie lian with his hair down, brushing his own ridiculously long hair.
getting the bun out was pretty easy, but trying to brush his hair near the top is proving itself difficult. the snags don't really bother him, but reaching up high enough to get to it with his injuries still twinges them at his side... he's quietly trying to deal with this problem at the moment, but clearly struggling. :( ]
me, stumbling in tiredly two days later
Usagi's back from wherever she was, gently opening the door in case Xie Lian is asneep and- oh!! hair!! ]
Xie Lian-san your hair is so pretty....!
[ she wants... to touch....
eventually, it also registers she just interrupted him in the middle of something and she comes to sit close to come be nosy. and yet somehow she hasn't noticed his struggling. usagi, how are you so tunnel visioned ]
smooches on the nose
Ah... is it? [ xie lian doesn't seem to mind! he does scooch a little out of the way so they don't end up touching, lest she get shocked, but otherwise lets her hop right over. ] Thank you... um, I can't say I pay all that much attention to it....
[ there are no sticks in it right now so really that's a win ]
Yours is quite pretty too, Miss Usagi.
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week 3, monday
she's also gonna walk into one of the lobby side tables if she's not careful ]
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he too is in the inn, though he's looking at something on his phs, and when he glances up, he nearly spots a disaster happening. ]
--Ah, Miss Usagi! [ and then reaches up to quickly nudge the table out of her way with his foot, hopping up out of his chair in case he accidentally knocks her off balance. ] Be careful... are you alright?
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Ah. Xie Lian-san. Hello.
[ she smiles(?). it clearly doesn't reach her eyes ]
Mm... I guess I'm not awake yet.
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w3 post trial
you will find xie lian sitting on the floor of the planetarium, this evening. when he hears the door open, he tilts his head back, and gives usagi a small, tired smile. ]
...Hello, Miss Usagi. Would you like to join me...?
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It's been a rather long day, hasn't it?
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It has. I think these days of trials always are.
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week 4, monday idk
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Good evening, Miss Usagi.
[ please don't turn and pop a bubble (please do) ]
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Xie Lian-san! Good evening-!
[ because of course in the midst of turning her hand skims over one and almost immediately, fog rolls out of these bubbles, winding her memory around them (pg 13-27. ). it's surprising to see this again, the earth's surface from so far away. it's even more surprising to be reminded of her life once upon a time. but in a way, it's a good memory to recall, a reminder of the strength she wields that powers her crystal. it's only what the others have been reminding her of as the weeks drag on but it's always different when it's your mom saying so.
too bad usagi could only hear static when she was talking some dude at the end there though! wonder what that's about. ]
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when he spots a familiar head of blonde hair, though, he stops, and just goes to join her, standing with his hands folded behind his back. ochako's velociraptor is sitting on his shoulder. ]
...Miss Usagi. [ he greets, quietly. ]
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there's a quiet sniff in acknowledgment but otherwise, all she does is hold out a hand for him. ]
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yeah. this is hard.
he doesn't want to say anything - this curfew effect is ridiculous -, so for the moment, he just squeezes her hand, tightly, and sits close so she can lean on his shoulder if she wants to cry. ]
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