[ xie lian is sitting on the floor of the tailor's shop this fine evening! he and hua cheng have been here for a bit, it seems, because hua cheng looks... very comfortable? and xie lian appears to be fussing over an eyepatch or five he found in the fantasy tailors. i dont know.
when the lock clicks, he looks up, surprised. ] Ah... eleven already...?
[ Hua Cheng's eyes are both closed, his hand resting on his chest and all of his hair messily piled to one side of him. It doesn't hide the fact that, again, a huge section of it is just - gonezo, on his right side. His right eye is also visible, for once, despite the fact his bangs are swooped to try and hide it.
It is not a pretty sight, but it is an old injury, at least.
His voice can be heard from... Xie Lian's lap! ] Is it?
[ i'm sleepy and idk where ari is so here i come anyway. xie lian glances up from where he's fitting an eyepatch over hua cheng's missing eye to give jeanne a small, tired smile. ]
I brought the medical supplies from my room, including painkillers - if you need anything, Miss Jeanne. How are you both feeling...?
[ There's a perpetual pinch of pain in Hua Cheng's brow, but he does chuckle faintly at the question. And the knowledge that his roommate is also currently suffering. ]
No better place to be. [ Currently suffering, but still shameless. ] Jeanne?
[ thank you!!!! he nods his head. yes, jeanne, whatever u like... ]
If there's anything else you need-- more comfortable things to lay on, or, blankets, or... either of you, please, don't hesitate to ask. It would be nice if we were able to do more than that - San Lang's butterflies are quite adept at healing... but, we will make do the best with what we have.
[ she's just quiet tonight like she is most thursdays, guilty as usual she can't do more to help outside of just keeping the others company. even now sitting near xie lian, with her locket in her hand, it remains a gaudy piece of jewelry than an all powerful crystal. so much for its healing properties?? ]
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when the lock clicks, he looks up, surprised. ] Ah... eleven already...?
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It is not a pretty sight, but it is an old injury, at least.
His voice can be heard from... Xie Lian's lap! ] Is it?
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And trying to rest and take it easy? Probably a bit aways from Xie Lian and Hua Cheng to give them a little space. Imagine that. ]
So it is. We're all in quite a state today, aren't we?
[ There's a faint smile in her voice, as if she's trying to inject some kind of positivity. ]
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[ i'm sleepy and idk where ari is so here i come anyway. xie lian glances up from where he's fitting an eyepatch over hua cheng's missing eye to give jeanne a small, tired smile. ]
I brought the medical supplies from my room, including painkillers - if you need anything, Miss Jeanne. How are you both feeling...?
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No better place to be. [ Currently suffering, but still shameless. ] Jeanne?
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[ See, she knows better than to say she's fine. ]
... I may need painkillers eventually.
[ If someone didn't make her take some earlier. idk yet ]
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If there's anything else you need-- more comfortable things to lay on, or, blankets, or... either of you, please, don't hesitate to ask. It would be nice if we were able to do more than that - San Lang's butterflies are quite adept at healing... but, we will make do the best with what we have.
[ (fusses gently) ]
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We'll do our best to help...
[ she's just quiet tonight like she is most thursdays, guilty as usual she can't do more to help outside of just keeping the others company. even now sitting near xie lian, with her locket in her hand, it remains a gaudy piece of jewelry than an all powerful crystal. so much for its healing properties?? ]
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Her smile is faint. ]
It'd be quite nice to have our abilities, wouldn't it? I'd be a little less in this shape, if so.
[ She's a magical tank in her own right. ]
I won't refuse another blanket.
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Likewise. [ Also a tank, in his own right, but it's fine he's here and alive. (As alive as a ghost can be.)
He finally cracks his eye open when he hears Usagi, and turns his head to look her way. ]
You always do, Usagi. Chin up.
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