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[verynormalturnipseller]

H-hello?

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[planetdialup]

Wen Qionglin? Do you have a moment?

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[verynormalturnipseller]

Almost always, as long as it's not breakfast time.

[He's not nearly as busy as he thinks he should be.]

[planetdialup]

Good to know! You should come visit the Greenhouse sometime.

[She offers a warm laugh.]

But I'm wondering something about Qi. Can you direct it in things other then people?

[verynormalturnipseller]

In theory, nothing would stop you. In practice, well, it's like blood, it moves through the body along the paths and in the ways it's supposed to. I tried it on one of the demons here and it went alright, but that wasn't very different from a human's.

[planetdialup]

Huh...okay. That's interesting.

I'm not asking to do something to a demon or something- I was actually trying to think of making a....

Qi river? Pond? For these special trees from home.

[verynormalturnipseller]

Oh, I see. I don't think so. If you set up the landscaping carefully you might encourage energy to pool where you wanted it, but that's not the same.

[planetdialup]

Hmm...I see.

I didn't think it would work but- thank you.

It was kinda a weird ask.

[verynormalturnipseller]

Someone else might be able to help. I was never actually any good at magic.

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[harderdaddy]

I'm dancing in the lounge tonight. You should stop by and join the fun.

<3 Angel

[verynormalturnipseller]

[And just like that his delight at having dodged anything as miserable as a party fails him.]

Now? I could come for a little while.

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[harderdaddy]

I had a date idea. If you were up ta it?

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[verynormalturnipseller]

[Is a date different than their usual? Is he supposed to know, or to ask about it?]

Of course!

[He almost says he's got way too little to do with his inmate in a coma again, but considering Angel's last interaction with his inmate... No, he will not introduce that topic. So he just sounds puppyishly eager, which is not the wrong impression at all.]

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[harderdaddy]

[Normally Angel would say it wasn't so different from their usual at all, apart from the fooling around leading to a lot more fucking on a typical date. So he's very proud of himself for thinking of something closer to 'normal'.]

It'd be two part thing. We'd take turns dressin' each other up in the clothes from our time or world or whatever, and goin' inta the enclosure and findin' somewhere nice in that time ta...hang out. An' then the other person's world the next time.

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[verynormalturnipseller]

[While he would have agreed happily to any suggestion Angel made, he immediate likes that idea for its own sake. Home is best experienced through the enclosure, with no people in it, and Angel would be dazzling in layered silk.

He leaps right past assent in excitement.]

You first, or me?

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[harderdaddy]

[So eager~]

Heh. Let's start with you. Those shows we've been watchin' got me eager to see what the real deal is like.

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[verynormalturnipseller]

I think you'd like Lotus Pier. It's built on the lakes, far enough south that it's always warm.

[He realizes immediately he's not going to do the scenery justice. Besides, while it is very pretty, and Angel will absolutely fit in with the water gardens and carved columns and pagodas, that's not the only reason. He's not afraid to share slightly untoward thoughts with Angel.]

And I'm banned from ever setting foot there. I like to think it gives Jiang Cheng hives every time I pull it up in the enclosure.

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[harderdaddy]

[That gets an amused snicker.]

Sounds perfect then~
We'll leave your mark on every inch of that place.

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[verynormalturnipseller]

It... might be easier to do the clothes in the enclosure, too?

[The wardrobe is accommodating, but while he's found a few things for himself in there, he's not sure it's up to something as specific as formal clothes for Angel's proportion from his own time and place.]

Your hair's too short for a traditional style, though. I could make it work, but, I know you have wigs?

[For someone whose personal style is broadly bland and shapeless, he's jumping right into the dress-up part of the plan.]

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[fifthofthecovenant]

hey did you leave me cookies?

[Then about a minute and a half later:]

never mind

[verynormalturnipseller]

[He's halfway through inquiring about cookies--he makes a lot of snacks, but he's never really taken those up. It clicks for him about the same time it does Chase.]

I'm coming over!

[fifthofthecovenant]

[Great! Exactly what he didn't want Wen Ning to do! But he's actually not checking his phone now because he's busy sitting on his bed staring through the door at his newly expanded bathroom and having a bit of an existential crisis, so he doesn't have the chance to tell him no.]

[verynormalturnipseller]

[He didn't even stop for snacks! There are already cookies, apparently. The knock comes very promptly.]

[fifthofthecovenant]

Chase actually jumps at the knock, and transfers his stare to the door until his brain catches on that it's probably his warden because he'd texted him about the cookies like a moron.

Except not his warden anymore, is he? Oh god.

Chase just groans and puts his head into his hands. The door clicks, though, unlocked but not opened. Wen Ning will have to open it himself.

[verynormalturnipseller]

"Chase'er?" He is trying to be gentle despite his own excitement. Wen Ning's way of being excited is pretty serene, so it's mostly working. He opens the door slowly and approaches at a quiet glide.

[fifthofthecovenant]

"I thought I'd have more time," Chase says without preamble, muffled into his hands. "I only just decided to try and be a less weird and shitty person and was going to come and-- and I don't know, brainstorm what to do about it. And then there were cookies outside the door."

The cookies are now on his desk, over by the bathroom door.