jingyeets: (glance | you would be the one)
Lan Jingyi (AU) ([personal profile] jingyeets) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckernet2021-11-01 01:05 am

video | orchestra one, immediately post platform

( Lan Jingyi, appearing briefly on ICP, soaked from head to toe, actively dripping water with his hair and ribbon plastered down either side of his face, his, er, nightgown likewise... plastered... against him... and it's white, this is a wet shirt contest and no one told anyone who showed up on platform, they all just suffered together. )

Look, if anyone's trying to find me and is confused why I'm not in my tiny short bed cabin, I'm staying in the "inn" carriage the next week.

( that's it, that's him wanting to inform the ones who'd probably want to know but being in a less than happy mood to track everyone down so doing it in the most broadreaching, effective way the train's got going for it. )
deferences: (♪ reflecting)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-11-08 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[he's holding his breath without realizing it but after jingyi says he wouldn't try to leave him behind, sizhui exhales; it's fair to say, as none of them have any control over who comes and goes, yet it still feels reassuring.]

I know.

[and he does, he's well-aware jingyi would never, ever— not purposefully. neither of them would willingly let the other stay stuck behind on a train if there was even the slightest chance they could depart together. (though there are a lot of people sizhui'd like to take along with him now too and there's no way they would be allowed something like that... not in a million years, no matter how much pleading, bargaining or anger.)]

I know you wouldn't, not on purpose. [wen sizhui is exactly why too; they never would've let him leave if there had been a choice and him departing without so much as a single goodbye also speaks volumes that none of them can decide when it happens.

it does mean something, especially to lan sizhui, knowing even his alternate universe best friend wouldn't leave him behind and vice-versa.
]
deferences: dns (♪ bowed)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-11-12 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[rather than repeat and reiterate himself, sizhui nods understandingly, straightens his posture then smiles, albeit faintly.]

Okay, I'm coming over while you do.

[mostly since he doesn't want to be alone any longer than he has to, but also because he's sure jingyi can use the company sooner too. waiting while he showers isn't a big deal at all, sizhui's got ways of entertaining himself until he's finished and then they can hang out proper-like afterward.]
deferences: (♪ sideways)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-11-15 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[and let himself in he does, all wrapped up inside the blanket from his own cabin. sizhui plops on the edge of the bed, waiting for jingyi, eyes shut in silent meditation; the usual train sounds and his breathing are what he's concentrating on, hoping it's enough of a distraction while he sits tight. (funny, given his current position—)

but as soon as jingyi's knock comes, he squirms free of his comforter, clambers upright and skitters toward the door, opening it without hesitation.

it's instinctive to reach out and hug him, though sizhui resists, backpedaling a couple steps to let jingyi come in, a hand lifting so he can teeter it.
] It comes and goes, [said truthfully. his features faintly lift, however, and he also admits,] But seeing you helps. [once he makes his way back toward the bed, he slumps down onto it again then sprawls across his blanket.] How are you doing though?
deferences: (♪ unwavering)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-11-24 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
Understandable. [watching from where he's laying, sizhui questioningly tilts his head, props up an elbow and rests his cheek against it with a soundless sigh.

everything jingyi says hits the nail right on the head in this situation, piercing it deeper, tearing open a wound he'd temporarily bandaged by telling himself there was nothing they could do without answers; it's still true, nevertheless, but beneath his usual calm demeanor, there lurks something ugly: anger, and he hates how it lingers, buzzing like an irritated hornet's nest he can't escape. without realizing, he's shifted again, burrowed underneath his blanket, the edges pulled taut and tucked underneath his chin while he's eyeing jingyi's feet for now.

after he has some form of cover, sizhui's attention upturns, his lips briefly pinched. following a soft sigh,
] I know, Jingyi, I feel the same way. [annoyed, frustrated, tired and definitely agreeing that so much of it is stupid despite his not saying it outright. so much so, he's only just now realizing how his hands tremble a little when clenching around the comforter.

there's a slow, steady inhale that comes out in another huff then he rolls onto his back, arms crossed tight across his chest, effectively blanket-burritoing himself. at least we've gotten past the last one for the most part? or so he hopes.
] Would you like help with your fur?
deferences: dns (♪ intuitive)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-12-05 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[without second-guessing (and perhaps even halfway smiling as he does), sizhui shifts until he's mostly upright, dipped forward a bit over jingyi's tail, both hands immediately working on disentangling his fur.

if he wants? of course he wants to help, it's in his nature to always do so!

he eventually shrugs his blanket off for better arm movement, nimble fingers combing, gentle yet steady while he considers lan jingyi's offer; it's a far better idea than losing it over people leaving like is usually common practice. part of sizhui's coping method has been screaming and-slash-or crying himself hoarse into a pillow (which is a great release for pent-up emotions and all but does leave his poor throat raw).

a nod,
] That sounds like a terrific idea. Definitely better than what I'd had planned... after visiting you, of course.
deferences: dns (♪ listening)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-12-12 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Thankfully. [considering he's the exact opposite of tired at the moment.] We have time, regardless of how long that may take.

[besides, jingyi's letting him brush his tail right now, which is a huge win in his book and so he's happily focused on that for however long it'll be. (taking his meticulous, steady motions into account, it could take longer than usual, but jingyi will certainly have the most well-groomed tail aboard the train!)

the writing in and of itself will be curative too, as they can write whatever they want to later attach to a dummy they'll destroy, metaphorically ridding themselves of their problems (yet also sort of physically in some sense).
]

Ahhh, [he drawls, brow wrinkled while his fingers work gingerly over a particular spot.] Seems like my next train order ought to include a proper comb to help with tasks such as these.