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[i'm saying it's saturday now, congrats
we cannot break into the cars, sadly, but we can try to fight them and lose, so that is precisely what's happening here. fei du will come across shenhe out in the middle of the street facing down cars, weaving her hands in an elaborate fashion - she keeps trying to summon ice, but it just isn't happening. instead, fire comes from her hands, in the form of a flamethrower, a sword, and - right this second - a tornado that she sends at a car.
enjoy the burst of heat that screams past you, fei du. hello.]
we cannot break into the cars, sadly, but we can try to fight them and lose, so that is precisely what's happening here. fei du will come across shenhe out in the middle of the street facing down cars, weaving her hands in an elaborate fashion - she keeps trying to summon ice, but it just isn't happening. instead, fire comes from her hands, in the form of a flamethrower, a sword, and - right this second - a tornado that she sends at a car.
enjoy the burst of heat that screams past you, fei du. hello.]
[ HELLO
listen. fei du is a pretty cool guy. he is calm. he is collected. he is able to react and roll with the punches to anything.
... he is not, however, ready to deal with a fire tornado that goes right past him, because he jumps about half a foot and scrambles to get away from it, extremely uncool, and then looks at the source. ] - Shenhe?
[ what are you DOING ]
listen. fei du is a pretty cool guy. he is calm. he is collected. he is able to react and roll with the punches to anything.
... he is not, however, ready to deal with a fire tornado that goes right past him, because he jumps about half a foot and scrambles to get away from it, extremely uncool, and then looks at the source. ] - Shenhe?
[ what are you DOING ]
[good morning, we are outside the ikea. shenhe is sitting on the curb, looking down at her phone. she seems to have gotten past the This Has A Demon In It phase, and is very slowly pecking out a message with an expression of great concentration.
when she senses fei du, she looks up at him.]
The one percent of what? [great opener, this is how we talk to people]
when she senses fei du, she looks up at him.]
The one percent of what? [great opener, this is how we talk to people]
[ i am incredibly proud of her. fei du is... here? he's here. he's holding a coffee in his hands, though he's looking at it a little strangely, and when he's addressed, he tilts his head - and then the comment makes him laugh...? shenhe is so weird. ]
Population - it's a comment on my wealth, I think. [ a beat. ] Hello to you too, Shenhe.
Population - it's a comment on my wealth, I think. [ a beat. ] Hello to you too, Shenhe.
[ that sure did happen
well, it's fine. fei du looks decidedly less yucky than he did in the bowling alley, at least, though to the discerning eye... he looks a little pale, still, even as he's scrolling his phone to look at the evidence photos. ]
What a strange sight that was. [ everything's fine ]
well, it's fine. fei du looks decidedly less yucky than he did in the bowling alley, at least, though to the discerning eye... he looks a little pale, still, even as he's scrolling his phone to look at the evidence photos. ]
What a strange sight that was. [ everything's fine ]
[she has now upgraded to Concerned, even though he looks less yucky!! he's pale. his health already looked like it sucked and now it's more!!]
I'm not entirely sure what to make of it. You know... I never asked what a trial is. [a beat. she rests a hand on his back.] I am taking us somewhere to sit.
I'm not entirely sure what to make of it. You know... I never asked what a trial is. [a beat. she rests a hand on his back.] I am taking us somewhere to sit.
[ whew what a trial
after all of that, fei du can be found in the ikea. he's sitting in a chair tucked away a bit, a green jacket slung around his shoulders, and most importantly, there's soft music playing from his phone that's sitting on his lap.
his eyes are closed, but, at least it doesn't look like he's asleep or anything. he does look much less green than earlier so there's that but whew. ]
after all of that, fei du can be found in the ikea. he's sitting in a chair tucked away a bit, a green jacket slung around his shoulders, and most importantly, there's soft music playing from his phone that's sitting on his lap.
his eyes are closed, but, at least it doesn't look like he's asleep or anything. he does look much less green than earlier so there's that but whew. ]
[it's quiet here, which is mostly what she's looking for.
when she sees him, though - she was just going to crawl somewhere quiet and just chill, but she changes her mind. instead, she grabs two cups of water. one for her, one for him - tradition, at this point. and then sits down next to him.]
Fei Du. [she's speaking much more quietly than normal, and she actually looks worn out, which is unusual.]
when she sees him, though - she was just going to crawl somewhere quiet and just chill, but she changes her mind. instead, she grabs two cups of water. one for her, one for him - tradition, at this point. and then sits down next to him.]
Fei Du. [she's speaking much more quietly than normal, and she actually looks worn out, which is unusual.]
[ fei du is sitting in a gondola today!!! he looks perfectly at home in his new little outfit, vibing in the canals like he's been here before - and when he spots shenhe, he gives her a wave from the boat. ]
Good afternoon, Shenhe. Enjoying the sightseeing?
Good afternoon, Shenhe. Enjoying the sightseeing?
[oh he's so fancy...
she follows the boat if it's moving, trying to figure out how to get into it without overturning him. she's also wearing a new outfit today! it's this, you're welcome.]
I only have just left the park. [she lives there now.] Hello, Fei Du.
she follows the boat if it's moving, trying to figure out how to get into it without overturning him. she's also wearing a new outfit today! it's this, you're welcome.]
I only have just left the park. [she lives there now.] Hello, Fei Du.
[hello, it is post event!
shenhe is sitting outside her warehouse, slowly but surely brushing out her hair with a small white-jade comb. it seems... methodical. like a form of meditation, almost. it's probably the most relaxed he's seen her like, ever.]
shenhe is sitting outside her warehouse, slowly but surely brushing out her hair with a small white-jade comb. it seems... methodical. like a form of meditation, almost. it's probably the most relaxed he's seen her like, ever.]
[ it is post event!!! fei du did not enjoy sports. he is however wandering around after - and when he sees shenhe so at peace, it puts a little smile on his face!! and he makes his way over. ]
Good evening, Shenhe.
Good evening, Shenhe.
[good afternoon fei du
shenhe is sitting in front of a car that has clearly had the absolute shit beat out of it. her stop sign is next to her, and she is trying to braid her hair, but - it's tangled, and she keeps getting frustrated and undoing it.]
shenhe is sitting in front of a car that has clearly had the absolute shit beat out of it. her stop sign is next to her, and she is trying to braid her hair, but - it's tangled, and she keeps getting frustrated and undoing it.]
[ no i'm kidding.
it's quite the scene to stumble onto, but - it's shenhe, so. fei du completely ignores the car and the stop sign and makes his way over with long strides, with purpose. ]
Shenhe - [ there's worry in the undercurrent of his voice, as he comes to kneel down where she is without any fanfare or concern, even gently moving to push her hands out of the way. ] - let me.
it's quite the scene to stumble onto, but - it's shenhe, so. fei du completely ignores the car and the stop sign and makes his way over with long strides, with purpose. ]
Shenhe - [ there's worry in the undercurrent of his voice, as he comes to kneel down where she is without any fanfare or concern, even gently moving to push her hands out of the way. ] - let me.
[ girl same
fei du makes his way over and just. sits down next to shenhe when he sees her, settling down. ]
... What a long day.
fei du makes his way over and just. sits down next to shenhe when he sees her, settling down. ]
... What a long day.
[ well
fei du's out here. he's at the park, sitting on a bench, holding a mug of something in his hands. occasionally, sparks flicker across his knuckles. he is absolutely still disassociating out of his fucking mind
hi. ]
fei du's out here. he's at the park, sitting on a bench, holding a mug of something in his hands. occasionally, sparks flicker across his knuckles. he is absolutely still disassociating out of his fucking mind
hi. ]
[yeah, that's fine. she's not, but that doesn't mean anything, necessarily. sometimes there are so many things wrong with you that you just function normally.
she sits down in front of him, actually, on the ground. puts her hand on his, unbothered by the sparks. they hurt, but he said it himself. pain is a reminder.]
I'm here, as I promised.
she sits down in front of him, actually, on the ground. puts her hand on his, unbothered by the sparks. they hurt, but he said it himself. pain is a reminder.]
I'm here, as I promised.
[good morning fei du, we are outside the Sears. a person is talking to her, and she looks like she's about to commit violence because this person is trying to sell her avon products and she's just. not having it.]
I don't understand. No, I don't need that, it smells awful.
I don't understand. No, I don't need that, it smells awful.
[ why is this so fucking funny help
fei du has never been to a sears in his entire life and this should be wild, but his "shenhe is having thoughts of Violence" senses are tingling, and when he rounds the corner, sure enough, there she is, being accosted.
with the perfect click of his louboutins on the linoleum and the walk of purpose, over shenhe's shoulder comes a familiar voice. ]
Miss, your product is lovely, but my friend's modeling contract insists that she only uses La Mer products - but if you have a sample for me, I'd be happy to take it and bring it to the company. They might love to make a contract with you, if the product meets their standards...? With skin as pretty as yours, it must be.
[ the shadow lady titters, fei du puts his hand on shenhe's lower back, winks at the shadow figure, and starts to steer shenhe away with all the confidence of an extremely good liar.
time to Go!!! ]
fei du has never been to a sears in his entire life and this should be wild, but his "shenhe is having thoughts of Violence" senses are tingling, and when he rounds the corner, sure enough, there she is, being accosted.
with the perfect click of his louboutins on the linoleum and the walk of purpose, over shenhe's shoulder comes a familiar voice. ]
Miss, your product is lovely, but my friend's modeling contract insists that she only uses La Mer products - but if you have a sample for me, I'd be happy to take it and bring it to the company. They might love to make a contract with you, if the product meets their standards...? With skin as pretty as yours, it must be.
[ the shadow lady titters, fei du puts his hand on shenhe's lower back, winks at the shadow figure, and starts to steer shenhe away with all the confidence of an extremely good liar.
time to Go!!! ]
[ this is so funny
fei du did disappear for a bit to have a meltdown in the shower so he could de-egg. and now has agreed to go hang out somewhere that is not the warehouse because he knows shenhe is worried! so, they're heading off to the library, where he's curled up in some of the seating with a blanket from a fancy bed over his lap, fiddling absently with something in his hands.
he can feel that stress. his own emotions are just. hollow. the emotion of tired. he gives her a little smile, but there's nothing behind it. ]
... Thank you for helping, earlier.
fei du did disappear for a bit to have a meltdown in the shower so he could de-egg. and now has agreed to go hang out somewhere that is not the warehouse because he knows shenhe is worried! so, they're heading off to the library, where he's curled up in some of the seating with a blanket from a fancy bed over his lap, fiddling absently with something in his hands.
he can feel that stress. his own emotions are just. hollow. the emotion of tired. he gives her a little smile, but there's nothing behind it. ]
... Thank you for helping, earlier.
[ here we go time for hugs
where's shenhe!!!! fei du is coming to find her once he's not like, disassociating out of his body. where's my bird ]
where's shenhe!!!! fei du is coming to find her once he's not like, disassociating out of his body. where's my bird ]
[ well fei du must have just slipped away.
he's outside, at the park. sitting on a bench, hands in his lap, holding the little blue egg in his lap. there's no music playing today. he's just here.
hey, ]
he's outside, at the park. sitting on a bench, hands in his lap, holding the little blue egg in his lap. there's no music playing today. he's just here.
hey, ]
[pay no mind to the tree on fire in the distance.
actually, do pay mind to the fire that comes right past his head. just a whole-ass fireball, and that same rattling tin can of emotion, but this time it's bigger. it's wrapped up in something very tired, but there's a lot in there. anger. fear. mostly anger.
her eyes are a deeper blue, if he looks.]
actually, do pay mind to the fire that comes right past his head. just a whole-ass fireball, and that same rattling tin can of emotion, but this time it's bigger. it's wrapped up in something very tired, but there's a lot in there. anger. fear. mostly anger.
her eyes are a deeper blue, if he looks.]
[ this always scares me
fei du is in the library, today. he's got a few sheets of white paper next to him, and is delicately folding them into little shapes! there's a small pile of these near him.
his music is playing, the very quiet josh groban, and his egg is sitting on his table. also there's a mcdonalds cup. ]
fei du is in the library, today. he's got a few sheets of white paper next to him, and is delicately folding them into little shapes! there's a small pile of these near him.
his music is playing, the very quiet josh groban, and his egg is sitting on his table. also there's a mcdonalds cup. ]
[ hello shenhe!! how did you make your way to the racetrack? i guess it doesn't really matter.
if she's just standing by or watching or just like, in the area, shenhe will hear a sudden rev of an engine, and then a motorcycle comes zooming down the stretch of the racetrack at top speed, the rider wearing a helmet obscuring their face. it's not coming towards her but also ... nyoom.... ]
if she's just standing by or watching or just like, in the area, shenhe will hear a sudden rev of an engine, and then a motorcycle comes zooming down the stretch of the racetrack at top speed, the rider wearing a helmet obscuring their face. it's not coming towards her but also ... nyoom.... ]
[loud noises are curious and she is investigating.
speaking of loud noises, the motorcycle scares the shit out of her. she steps back several steps and just stares as it zooms by, eyes wide. she may have instinctively summoned a fire sword.
there he goes...]
speaking of loud noises, the motorcycle scares the shit out of her. she steps back several steps and just stares as it zooms by, eyes wide. she may have instinctively summoned a fire sword.
there he goes...]
[i'm gonna say she piggy back carries him out of the jail place because i think it's cute and i like it. she's going to just piggy back ride him off to somewhere less filled with rotten meat and horrible wall men.]
You weigh nothing. [she grumbles, hoisting him up a little.]
You weigh nothing. [she grumbles, hoisting him up a little.]
[ this is so funny. fei du just lets it happen at this point, he is tired and there was rat chanting and it has been a long day - as he is hoisted, he makes a little oof noise but readjusts his hold over her shoulders. ]
Runs in the family. [ scrawny feis real ] I am alright, you know.
Runs in the family. [ scrawny feis real ] I am alright, you know.
[At least the trees that line the side of the park are lovely at this time of year. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom... and coating all the benches with their petals. The good news is, it hides some of the graffiti! The bad news is "some".
this is her favorite part of the whole dedaland, so. here! here she is! she is either holding his hand or carrying him piggyback depending on how much he whines.]
You named your duck after me.
this is her favorite part of the whole dedaland, so. here! here she is! she is either holding his hand or carrying him piggyback depending on how much he whines.]
You named your duck after me.
Edited 2023-07-16 22:20 (UTC)
[ he will only whine when they're at this for hours but at first, a nice walk is really pleasant. he likes the cherry blossoms - it's pretty - and it's nice to catch up with her, after everything, so he doesn't mind taking it slow, holding her hand.
as for the duck! shenhe the duck is currently in her fanny pack like a baby bjorn. he smiles when she brings it up, expression fond. ]
I did. The first thing she did when she came out of the egg was bite me, and then she wouldn't leave my side - and the blue coloring? It felt like a sign. [ teasing, lightly. ] Her name is technically Shenya.
as for the duck! shenhe the duck is currently in her fanny pack like a baby bjorn. he smiles when she brings it up, expression fond. ]
I did. The first thing she did when she came out of the egg was bite me, and then she wouldn't leave my side - and the blue coloring? It felt like a sign. [ teasing, lightly. ] Her name is technically Shenya.
[ let's say that fei du and shenhe are back in their room now that they have one after a nice, warm bonding session. everything is great. surely nothing could go wrong here. surely that isn't a pig
anyway you know what this is already ]
[ when the memory ends, fei du is gasping like the ring is still around his neck - coughing, violently, his composed expression completely shattered, collapsed into the closest wall. ]
anyway you know what this is already ]
[ you have been watching him.
it's been nearly six months of watching fei chengyu's every single move. your father disappears down to the basement in your home often. he takes you down there sometimes. he takes your mother down there, too. it's not important, right now, but you know this - you have to get in there. you have to do something.
you've been watching, and calculating. you're a smart kid, at ten years old. you have a tiny strip of paper hidden in your school pencil case, and there are three strings of numbers on it - combinations. you want into that forbidden room, locked with a digit combination lock, and you collect every code fei chengyu uses when you see them. his phone. his computer. his bank card, said once over a phone call. anything. anything. you know if you put in the wrong code, it will trigger an alarm, and it will be over for you, that fei chengyu will know, that you can't let that happen. you've narrowed it down through careful analysis to three possible combinations, and you're mulling them over today, on a day home sick from school, when your door opens.
you immediately hide the paper in your pencil case, look up, and make eye contact with your mother. she's a windswept, gloomy woman, thin and pale, and she's silent when she comes to your bedside holding cold medicine. she changes the towel on your forehead - scalding hot from your fever - and wipes your face gently with a clean, cold towel. it's methodic and robotic, and she won't look you in the eye. she hardly ever looks you in the eye. it's as if one false move, one look for too long, will make you both shatter, and you want to call out to her, but the words die in your throat. you open your mouth. say something, fei du. just say something.
nothing.
the woman, your mother, finishes, and seems a little brighter than before now that she's helped you. you want to talk to her, you want to say something, anything. when she starts to leave, you panic, hastily reach out and grab her arm - and when you do, you jostle your unzipped pencil case, and the strip of paper with the codes flutters to the floor.
the air seems to solidify.
after a good while, the woman bends down and picks up the pencil case and the little slip of paper. you hold your breath and clutch at your quilt, and the woman - she looks at you. she actually looks at you, with a facial expression that is so complicated you cannot even begin to start to analyze it. your mouth feels dry.
will she tell your father? will she suddenly go mad?
apprehension grips you, but - the woman, as if she hadn’t understood, puts the slip of paper back into the pencil case and gently puts it back in your lap, kisses the top of your head, then turns and leaves.
when the door shuts, you pull out the paper, hesitant - and there is a tiny fingernail mark under one of your three codes.
--
your opportunity comes three days later, in the midst of a thunderstorm.
the northern wind outside of your home howls as you look down the staircase that leads to your family's basement. on the walls, there are two massive, intricate carved dragons that seem to loom over the entrance, a marked difference from the austere decorations of the rest of your house. you descend the stairs, past the carved dragons, and you enter the code that you worked out through observation and the help of your mother - the light turns green, and the door unlocks with a soft click
your father left, for some reason. he's not home. the house smells like cleaning solution. sterile. the idea of sneaking into that basement, a forbidden place, a forbidden room, grips you, suddenly, a twin feeling of adrenaline and terror and -
the memory here is blurry. blacked out. you can hear a door open, you think, but it's - from the direction of your mother's room? it must be. you're standing in front of the door. how long have you been standing there?
it doesn't matter. you push it open, and you're faced with a room.
it's massive and exquisite, as most things in the fei home are. there's a plush carpet under your feet, and a round couch that takes up two sides of the room. a row of bookcases filled with books you can't remember the titles of go from floor to ceiling, and a blurry painting takes up the remainder of the wall itself.
a rosewood desk sits in front of the bookcases, and there are files spread out on it. papers. people you don't know, pictures, something called the picture album project and as you're combing through them - you hear footsteps. steady footsteps. someone - fei chengyu is coming.
fear grips you like a hurricane. your palms start to sweat and your heartbeat ratchets up - you back up like a panicked animal, look from left to right - under the desk, there, there's a cabinet, and you practically dive underneath it and climb into the cabinet, trembling, hand over your mouth, because you're caught, you're caught, he's coming he's coming -
and then you hear another sound. a loud crash. a clatter. fei chengyu, at the foot of the door, swears, and turns around and rushes right back up the stairs. your mother must have knocked something over - you're almost crushed with relief, and the minute he's clear, you run back up the stairs and -
no.
that isn't how it happened, is it, fei du?
let's try again.
--
the memory corrects itself, like a drifting car jerking back into a lane.
you are dragged out of the cabinet by your father, who finds you among his things and says nothing, just yanks you out by the arm and tells you to wait.
the porcelain shattering from before - it happens, you remembered that right. you look up to the stairs as fei chengyu swears and makes his way up, and then you hear your mother screaming, at the top of her lungs, fear and desperation and misery. fei chengyu grabs her by the hair and drags her across the porcelain shards on the floor - she's so fragile, so tiny, screaming as her blood flecks the expensive carpet, and drags her down the stairs to the basement. he's made you watch this so many times. he's made you watch him beat her, and instinctively, you freeze, but your flight instinct kicks in when you remember there's another man in the room.
there's another man in the room and you instinctively run - you try and hide behind his legs, hoping, praying this stranger will save you, will see what your father does, that he'll take you and your mother away and call the police or something. the man looks at you behind his legs and smiles at you. he even strokes your hair. you think, for a moment, you're going to be okay, and then he says:
"“You can’t just hide, boy.”
and you realize right then that no one is coming to save you.
fei chengyu looks across the room from where he's holding your mother by the hair and notices you, and your pupils contract, your heartbeat stops. he gets up and retrieves something, and kneels down where your mother is a wreck on the floor, then buckles something familiar around her neck. it's a white metal device, like a collar, with long wires strung out from the edge of it and another ring at the end, a small handheld device hanging down. it is a device you have seen hundreds of times, now, only this time, it's different, and you know what's coming, and -
"Darling." fei chengyu starts, knelt down from your mother, looking at you. "Who gave you the code?”
(the fingernail scratch underneath the correct code; your tireless analysis.)
you're so afraid that you can't respond. pale as a ghost, staring at the white iron collar, your heart pounding so hard you can barely hear him. fei chengyu rises, and comes to kneel in front of you.
"What did you hear?" fei chengyu asks, and his hand smells like blood when it passes by your face. he runs it through your hair. “Good children shouldn’t eavesdrop on adults talking. I know you didn’t do it on purpose. — You didn’t do it on purpose, did you?”
you're scared. you're so scared, you're so scared, that you shake your head. fei chengyu smiles, and turns his head, pointing now to the porcelain covered woman trembling across the room. “The child didn’t do wrong on purpose. If he did wrong, he must have been lured into it by an ill-meaning adult. Should we punish her, then?”
no. nononono, no, no --
you can't look your mother in the eyes, but you're forced to look at her anyway, and fei chengyu's blood soaked hands come up, beckoning you closer. you can't, no, you can't - you step backwards, backwards, until your back presses to the bookshelf, and the man whose legs you hid behind nudges you forward so you can't escape. your legs move of their own accord, like lead, as numbly, you go to your father -
and then.
the other end of the collar is buckled around your neck and the silver wires stretch taut between you and your mother. it's metal and cold and you know it because this is not the first or the fifth or even the tenth time fei chengyu has done this with you, and it hurts, it, hurts, and it's too tight, it's suffocating you --
he places the controls in your small, shaking hands.
two rings buckled on two necks. one end would only loosen a little when the other tightened. all you have to do is squeeze.
if you only clench your fists around the control, you could escape the unbearable feeling of suffocation. you've been forced through this hundreds of times. you're being strangled - you're choking, and your mother is choking, and you've been trained what to do in this situation you have to squeeze the controls so you don't choke - you had to kill the animals you had to tighten the ring to survive you've been forced into this training over and over and you squeeze so you can breathe and the puppy and the bird they die in your hands and your mother chokes and chokes and her eyes are still so numb as she stares at you and you don't want to hurt her you don't want to hurt her you have to breathe you don't want to -
"If you want total control over them, it won’t be hard,” the other man who was supposed to help you says over the sound of your mother's choking, over your tears, over the blood in your mouth and rushing in your ears and it's just so clinical - “You know how you train a hawk? If you want to tame it, you first have to weaken it. You can’t be kind. It’s necessary to starve it appropriately.”
“Starve it?” Fei Chengyu asks. (you stop squeezing and you start to choke as your mother gasps for air and you can only do it for a second, just a second, you squeeze again she's choking you have to live you don't want to hurt her mom )
“If you overfeed it, President Fei, over time, it will become greedy. If a tool doesn’t obey, it has to be honed. What kind of knife honer is afraid of breaking the knife?” the man who could have saved you's laughter is cold and he's still talking and blurry it's blurry and you're choking and squeezing the life out of her and - ]
[ when the memory ends, fei du is gasping like the ring is still around his neck - coughing, violently, his composed expression completely shattered, collapsed into the closest wall. ]
Edited (I hope this is better bc I can’t tell shit ) 2023-07-16 23:48 (UTC)
[she doesn't have a lot of time to really process it - she will, but first, she immediately goes right to fei du, grabbing at his hands and holding them.
she'll thinking about the horrifying nature of all of this in a second. she'll relate to it. she will. but first, she needs him to not be suffocating.]
You -- Fei Du. Breathe. Now. [holds his hands tightly.]
she'll thinking about the horrifying nature of all of this in a second. she'll relate to it. she will. but first, she needs him to not be suffocating.]
You -- Fei Du. Breathe. Now. [holds his hands tightly.]
[ happy monday. where's shenhe? maybe she's in the hotel?
there's a sound of a beep beep! that sounds like a car horn from outside. ]
there's a sound of a beep beep! that sounds like a car horn from outside. ]
[ okay well at least his stomach is empty now. but. fei du is nauseous and sweaty and trying really hard not to have human-lives-are-pieces-of-pork flashbacks, and ultimately, his urge to help shenhe dovetails beautifully with his urge for rampant self destruction. not that he's thinking about that right now. - it's kind of the opposite. all he's thinking about is wanting to help.
so, he goes to find her no matter his own feelings or sickness or anything, and thinks - if he were shenhe, running away to lick his wounds (why does everyone do this), he knows exactly where his feet would take him.
and he finds his way to the park, until he sees a familiar bundle of white. ]
Shenhe!
so, he goes to find her no matter his own feelings or sickness or anything, and thinks - if he were shenhe, running away to lick his wounds (why does everyone do this), he knows exactly where his feet would take him.
and he finds his way to the park, until he sees a familiar bundle of white. ]
Shenhe!
[she's curled up in the park.
she's sitting upright, at least. she's ditched the clothes, and is just in a black skintight jumpsuit, her arms wrapped around her legs, knees pulled close to her chest. her hair is a wreck, all tangled and bad and red in places, and she's just. staring. staring across the park, her eyes dark, dark blue, expression completely not there. she's not gushing blood anymore, at least, but she is sluggishly uh. bleeding out. from her shoulder, which has a hole in it, from her side which has a stab wound, and her abdomen, which is nearly sliced through.
i am so sorry fei du there's so much blood she might actually need to die for you to talk to her help.
she wavers, when she hears her name, and jolts, like she was falling asleep. oh, and she's holding that axe in her hand so tightly it's like nothing else in the world matters.]
she's sitting upright, at least. she's ditched the clothes, and is just in a black skintight jumpsuit, her arms wrapped around her legs, knees pulled close to her chest. her hair is a wreck, all tangled and bad and red in places, and she's just. staring. staring across the park, her eyes dark, dark blue, expression completely not there. she's not gushing blood anymore, at least, but she is sluggishly uh. bleeding out. from her shoulder, which has a hole in it, from her side which has a stab wound, and her abdomen, which is nearly sliced through.
i am so sorry fei du there's so much blood she might actually need to die for you to talk to her help.
she wavers, when she hears her name, and jolts, like she was falling asleep. oh, and she's holding that axe in her hand so tightly it's like nothing else in the world matters.]
Edited 2023-07-21 02:03 (UTC)
[ man what a fckin day
shenhe doesn't have to wait long! the door opens, and there's fei du. he's changed and freshly showered, in comfy clothes. ]
Shenhe. [ and then immediately steps aside and spreads his arm out? come on in ] Hello, darling.
shenhe doesn't have to wait long! the door opens, and there's fei du. he's changed and freshly showered, in comfy clothes. ]
Shenhe. [ and then immediately steps aside and spreads his arm out? come on in ] Hello, darling.
[ he respawned in the park because i think that being stuck outdoors is the funniest option. anyway he's back in his nice fancy wizard clothes again from where he clearly like, just returned, and rubs at his eyes briefly, then at his chest, and then looks...?
he looks at shenhe sort of recognizing? it's not quite right, at first. thankfully, he is no longer bloodied or injured and will be deeply relieved about this in a second, but for now: ]
... You're here.
he looks at shenhe sort of recognizing? it's not quite right, at first. thankfully, he is no longer bloodied or injured and will be deeply relieved about this in a second, but for now: ]
... You're here.
[she is sitting here, reading her text messages...
he can get little bursts of thoughts - she doesn't often think things other than what she says, because she's so straightforward, but today she's silent as she reads.
want to be there i miss you too. feeling this - this is like crying but i can't and oh jonas i wish i was there and peace sign]
he can get little bursts of thoughts - she doesn't often think things other than what she says, because she's so straightforward, but today she's silent as she reads.
want to be there i miss you too. feeling this - this is like crying but i can't and oh jonas i wish i was there and peace sign]
[ cute... fei du's not normally the type to pry too much - at least not in a way that is't subtle, but the first thought catches his attention, and he peers over shenhe's shoulder, looking at her messages...? not very polite. ]
Did you get responses, darling?
Did you get responses, darling?
[
well.
fei du's going to be impossibly difficult to find but if shenhe is looking, she might hear a stream of absolutely fucking rancid sounding, staticky thoughts from the hotel. it's so bad that there might be other snatches of words, blurred together and mixed, but all you can really make out is
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no - no ]
well.
fei du's going to be impossibly difficult to find but if shenhe is looking, she might hear a stream of absolutely fucking rancid sounding, staticky thoughts from the hotel. it's so bad that there might be other snatches of words, blurred together and mixed, but all you can really make out is
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no - no ]
Edited 2023-07-29 01:16 (UTC)
[she - she's a little sick. she feels a little sick today, she's all turned inside out. but. she knows, when she sees the name, that she needs to find fei du. she knows she has to. so she stands, and she looks everywhere. and when she hears those thoughts, she moves towards them, without any sort of fear.]
Fei Du. [she says, loudly. her voice cracks a little. and then:] Fei Du.
Fei Du. [she says, loudly. her voice cracks a little. and then:] Fei Du.
[ cool
fei du's at the bar! he's at the bar and he is drinking and his thoughts are that vibrantly angry static again ]
fei du's at the bar! he's at the bar and he is drinking and his thoughts are that vibrantly angry static again ]
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