[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.
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.
[help thank you this is the smoothest way to get her out of this mess
shenhe has no idea what's going on, but she trusts fei du to lead her around, so. off they go - she startles, a little, at being touched at her lower-back, but starts walking. she is herded like a sheep away from violence.
there is a muted sense of Annoyance.]
... I do not have a modeling contract. I don't know what that is. [she tells him, as they zoom away.]
[ he is walking so fast because he is absolutely expecting shenhe to say something and ruin this lie. like. so fast. his emotions are very much along the lines of "nope nope nope nope" that runs perfectly in twain with this sense of gremlin amusement that suggests he probably thinks this is extremely funny.
and the minute they are far enough away the Polite Smile drops a little into something much more normal, and pulls his hand away. ]
You're pretty enough to - it's someone who poses for pictures for a living. Better now? Saleswomen are hawkish in the regular mall...
[ local man who only goes to luxury shopping says like it is a novel fact ]
[i have the catkick emotion when i see this icon because it's so cute
she's - surprised, a bit, by the sensation of emotion, that it actually makes her shut up until they come to a bit of a stop. she... touches the bindings on her outfit, the red ropes, and then, a little faintly:]
Yes, I... think so. [he will feel a muted sense of confusion, similar to the way his emotions come from another room. these feel like they're wrapped up in several layers of bubblewrap. she's having issue with this because it's so similar that she thinks she's losing her mind instead of just feeling someone else's emotions.]
That was strange. I'm alright. What were you saying?
[ fei du is the worst person to be doing this with because he also doesn't feel emotions like a normal person im so sorry shenhe
anyway. he, thankfully, had the world's most embarrassing interaction with luo wenzhou this morning so at least he's kind of vaguely aware of what's going on. ]
Nothing particularly important. [ as he looks down the length of the mall... ] Let's get away from the scene of our crime, hm? Before she chases me down to ask for a business contract.
[ he gestures with his head over to... the salon! ]
Have you noticed our strange little effect this week?
[i hope he saw wenzhou and had embarrassing dokis]
Alright. [also, listen, he's actually the best person, because i need you to know how Bad it is going to be when she experiences thirty people's emotions at once. she will start walking towards the salon, though, absently holding onto some part of his clothes.]
What? [a pause.] Oh... yes, I think so. Alex explained to me that I was likely feeling her joy. It was nice.
Why?
Edited (WHEN YOU JUST REALLY LIKE AN ICON) 2023-06-26 22:17 (UTC)
[ alright!! off they go. he doesn't stop shenhe from holding onto his clothes - he's gotten kind of used to it, at this point, and gives off nothing but your run of the mill standard vibes. like, very little emotion. it is at an even keel.
off to the salon! ]
Just curious. [ a hum. ] It happened to me this morning, too, unfortunately.
[ he breezes right past that because that's definitely not at all a weird thing to happen to a normal ass person
anyway wow. ] I guess we could get a manicure, if you wouldn't be bothered by someone touching your hands...? Or I could help you with it, if you'd like. It's nice - I haven't had one in a while.
I wouldn't mind if you did. [she thinks she does not trust a stranger to touch her hands. but.] I don't know what it is, exactly, but if it's nice, I'd like to try.
It's where someone takes care of your hands for you. Typically women get theirs painted a color, too.
[ he wanders off to find the nail polish display and brings it over? there's a little spark of like, novelty. it's not that fei du's never had a manicure, because he definitely has, but he's never exactly been able to do something like this. emotionally, it goes from novelty to the sense of novelty behind a glass, like he's looking at it under a microscope, and then it melts away. ]
[well, okay. she knows that isn't her own. she's watching him, now, letting that happen.
and then she makes her way over to the polishes, looking. there's a soft blue that she likes, with a little distant ping of yay. she holds it in her hand, with a thoughtful noise.]
[ light blue it is! he fidgets through the tools for a bit, coming up with a clipper and a bottle of lotion and some other stuff? good enough. he plops into one of the chairs and smiles at shenhe, gesturing to the chair across from him. come sit. please do not notice his emotions being like this. ]
[she gives all of those things a suspicious look, but then does finally make her way over and sit across from him. her hands are what you'd expect - calloused, and not in the best shape. she lives out in the woods, it's lucky that she knows how to cut her nails.
she has long, slender fingers, though, and her hands are very, very steady. they don't shake at all when she lifts them.]
[ he will take her hand in one of his and settle in to start...doing the manicure thing. cleaning up her nails, to make sure they're even. his hands are steady, too, soft and clean and callous free.
for a moment, he just settles into content companionship - and it's in that moment that a little more emotion comes out. it's not obvious - like most things about fei du, it's subtle, just a whisper - but there's a feeling of companionship, there. he's genuinely enjoying it. ]
she doesn't mind not speaking, comfortable like this. occasionally there are little bits of emotion that are like tiny pings of ! and ? when he does the nail stuff, but nothing that would translate to protesting. and as he settles - she does too.
there is a sense of something like trust. it's slow, and unsteady, but. she trusts him to touch her hands, to brush her hair. it's important.
she likes the companionship, too, the small amount of it she can feel. it smooths out the frown on her face.]
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I don't understand. No, I don't need that, it smells awful.
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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!!! ]
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shenhe has no idea what's going on, but she trusts fei du to lead her around, so. off they go - she startles, a little, at being touched at her lower-back, but starts walking. she is herded like a sheep away from violence.
there is a muted sense of Annoyance.]
... I do not have a modeling contract. I don't know what that is. [she tells him, as they zoom away.]
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and the minute they are far enough away the Polite Smile drops a little into something much more normal, and pulls his hand away. ]
You're pretty enough to - it's someone who poses for pictures for a living. Better now? Saleswomen are hawkish in the regular mall...
[ local man who only goes to luxury shopping says like it is a novel fact ]
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she's - surprised, a bit, by the sensation of emotion, that it actually makes her shut up until they come to a bit of a stop. she... touches the bindings on her outfit, the red ropes, and then, a little faintly:]
Oh.
[yes girl give us nothing]
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this...stops him...? he pauses and looks at her, watches her touch her bindings. ]
... Are you alright? [ like yes it was a compliment but dang
there's a flicker of worry to his emotions - i should add that they are very muted. quiet, like they're from another room. ]
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Yes, I... think so. [he will feel a muted sense of confusion, similar to the way his emotions come from another room. these feel like they're wrapped up in several layers of bubblewrap. she's having issue with this because it's so similar that she thinks she's losing her mind instead of just feeling someone else's emotions.]
That was strange. I'm alright. What were you saying?
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anyway. he, thankfully, had the world's most embarrassing interaction with luo wenzhou this morning so at least he's kind of vaguely aware of what's going on. ]
Nothing particularly important. [ as he looks down the length of the mall... ] Let's get away from the scene of our crime, hm? Before she chases me down to ask for a business contract.
[ he gestures with his head over to... the salon! ]
Have you noticed our strange little effect this week?
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Alright. [also, listen, he's actually the best person, because i need you to know how Bad it is going to be when she experiences thirty people's emotions at once. she will start walking towards the salon, though, absently holding onto some part of his clothes.]
What? [a pause.] Oh... yes, I think so. Alex explained to me that I was likely feeling her joy. It was nice.
Why?
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off to the salon! ]
Just curious. [ a hum. ] It happened to me this morning, too, unfortunately.
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Did it? [o:] Who did you experience it with?
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expression changes so instantly ]
Luo Wenzhou.
[ Hate ]
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He cares very much for you. [nyehehehe]
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[ UGH!!!!!!!!!! ]
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anyway
he huffs at that and rolls his eyes, but it's lacking absolutely any heat at all - and then gestures to the salon, stepping inside. ]
Come on, let's do something else. Maybe a more suitable makeover adventure.
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[she will also step inside - her hair is still in that combination of his nice braid and buzen's lopsided additions. it probably needs to be brushed.]
It's strange that I don't feel anything from you. [she says, mildly, looking around the salon.] ... What would you suggest, as far as... makeovers?
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[ he breezes right past that because that's definitely not at all a weird thing to happen to a normal ass person
anyway wow. ] I guess we could get a manicure, if you wouldn't be bothered by someone touching your hands...? Or I could help you with it, if you'd like. It's nice - I haven't had one in a while.
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I wouldn't mind if you did. [she thinks she does not trust a stranger to touch her hands. but.] I don't know what it is, exactly, but if it's nice, I'd like to try.
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[ he wanders off to find the nail polish display and brings it over? there's a little spark of like, novelty. it's not that fei du's never had a manicure, because he definitely has, but he's never exactly been able to do something like this. emotionally, it goes from novelty to the sense of novelty behind a glass, like he's looking at it under a microscope, and then it melts away. ]
Pick one out you like.
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and then she makes her way over to the polishes, looking. there's a soft blue that she likes, with a little distant ping of yay. she holds it in her hand, with a thoughtful noise.]
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Alright, come here.
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she has long, slender fingers, though, and her hands are very, very steady. they don't shake at all when she lifts them.]
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for a moment, he just settles into content companionship - and it's in that moment that a little more emotion comes out. it's not obvious - like most things about fei du, it's subtle, just a whisper - but there's a feeling of companionship, there. he's genuinely enjoying it. ]
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she doesn't mind not speaking, comfortable like this. occasionally there are little bits of emotion that are like tiny pings of ! and ? when he does the nail stuff, but nothing that would translate to protesting. and as he settles - she does too.
there is a sense of something like trust. it's slow, and unsteady, but. she trusts him to touch her hands, to brush her hair. it's important.
she likes the companionship, too, the small amount of it she can feel. it smooths out the frown on her face.]
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