video | orchestra three, dimmed evening hours

[jingyeets]

( Jingyi flops back to be sitting on a bed (large! well, double versus the twins of the cabins, so anyone who's in the doubles carriage is already used to this, lucky buds. He gives the ICP a look after sighing, holding up his hands in a stopping gesture. He keeps his voice lower since, well, this talks into cabins and some people are likely asleep, but: )

Okay, so, right. How do people sleep alone? It's so quiet! The big bed's nice, but I'm waking myself up here.

( He doesn't do pleading as his best look, but here, have a twenty-one year old making a Beseeching Expression to the people awake enough to have noticed the ICP up and talking. )

Anyone up for a four night sleepover or something? Elidibuses need not apply.

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[jingyeets]

( ask your own jingyi, this one has no idea why anyone would call you a young madam, unless there's some code in there for being shrieky? is there a hidden code there.

also, you're over fifteen! you've been given your courtesy name! reaching majority is entirely different, and also irrelevant because our collective canons also don't give no flips for actual traditions: see, wei wuxian being called wei wuxian clearly before he's fifteen.

#ohdear )

Say it a little louder, maybe I'll believe you. Anyway, are you coming, Ol' Normal?

i am so sorry! DW like ate my notifs on gmail and i found this cleaning out my dw inbox

[to_rise_above]

[ If Jin Ling can punch him in the face right now! Of course, regardless of which Jingyi is was, their taste in jokes are still bad. Jin Ling hates it. It's just a good thing none of this is said aloud.

Don't argue logics with him!!!! ]

I did! Can you not hear or something?!!

[ Jin Ling huffs ]

I said I was so I will!!