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[Huaisang can tell from the formality that this is something serious, and he immediately wonders what could bring anyone to approach him on serious matters.] I'm always glad to speak with you, Jiang-xiong. Do you want to come to my house for the conversation?
Wei-xionnnnnnnng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow that's really not what I expected female Qunari to look like.
[Continued from here.]
After the conversation with Dorian on the network, Huaisang heads home to meet his lover. He changes quickly into a cute, light floral sundress and whirls barefoot to open the door, pouncing Dorian with a hug and a kiss.
"Hey lover." Huaisang smiles warmly at him, drawing him into the parlor where a chilled bottle of wine and two glasses are already waiting for them.
After the conversation with Dorian on the network, Huaisang heads home to meet his lover. He changes quickly into a cute, light floral sundress and whirls barefoot to open the door, pouncing Dorian with a hug and a kiss.
"Hey lover." Huaisang smiles warmly at him, drawing him into the parlor where a chilled bottle of wine and two glasses are already waiting for them.
It was hard to convey tone through text and when he's received the command to come over, Dorian does just that. He hardly lingers at the door to announce his presence when Huaisang is on him. Dorian returns the embrace and kiss and follows his host into the parlor.
His attire is relatively casual despite the extravagance he likes to decorate himself with and he's offers Huaisang a warm smile at the light, airy dress he wears. The fabric moves well with him, fluttering around his feet as he walks and giving any movement a fluid grace.
His attire is relatively casual despite the extravagance he likes to decorate himself with and he's offers Huaisang a warm smile at the light, airy dress he wears. The fabric moves well with him, fluttering around his feet as he walks and giving any movement a fluid grace.
[ 'Spend time with me,' Fenris had said. And whenever a time was convenient for Huaisang, he invited him over to spend time with him in the wine cellar of the home he shared with Bull and Dorian. It was in the Down, but Fenris had escorted him from the elevator to make sure he'd be safe.
Now he was pouring him a glass of wine, while drinking his own directly from the bottle. Or more accurately, he was pouring Huaisang another glass of wine while he was on his second bottle. His muscles loose, his smile relaxed, and his tongue more apt to wag. He gazed at Huaisang with fond eyes as he sat on the plush leather middle piece of furniture that served as a bit of a table and a foot rest, under normal circumstances. ]
I don't have many friends... but I enjoy your company a great deal, Huaisang.
Now he was pouring him a glass of wine, while drinking his own directly from the bottle. Or more accurately, he was pouring Huaisang another glass of wine while he was on his second bottle. His muscles loose, his smile relaxed, and his tongue more apt to wag. He gazed at Huaisang with fond eyes as he sat on the plush leather middle piece of furniture that served as a bit of a table and a foot rest, under normal circumstances. ]
I don't have many friends... but I enjoy your company a great deal, Huaisang.
You have at least one friend now. [Huaisang grinned back at him, just as fond. These individually-sized armchairs were very stupid. Not only were they not particularly Bull-sized, they were no good for cuddling.] Do you want more? We can find you more. Dorian is fond of you anyway, and Bull. You just have to come to my parties. As breathtaking as you are, I'm sure that people wont be able to resist befriending you.
[Huaisang needed cuddles, but because the individually-sized armchairs were DUMB, he was just going to have to get creative. Getting to his feet, he contemplated his architectural components, then turned two of the armchairs onto their backs and rearranged the rest around that, removing all the cushions and relocating them onto the floor in a grid pattern. He spread one of the fur blankets across the cushions, then used another of the blankets plus his own picnic blanket from his qiankun pouch to create a blanket fort.]
[Huaisang needed cuddles, but because the individually-sized armchairs were DUMB, he was just going to have to get creative. Getting to his feet, he contemplated his architectural components, then turned two of the armchairs onto their backs and rearranged the rest around that, removing all the cushions and relocating them onto the floor in a grid pattern. He spread one of the fur blankets across the cushions, then used another of the blankets plus his own picnic blanket from his qiankun pouch to create a blanket fort.]
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[It had been an...interesting night. An interesting turn of events. Interesting? Bizarre. Too many revelations, too many things said he could not take back now that they were out in the open. Like little flies buzzing around that he could swipe out of the air...
He sought out Huaisang's residence before he could even think, staring up at the door. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? It seemed-- Important, somehow, that Huaisang know? He didn't want to talk to Xichen, for once, his worries increasing the longer he thought about Mingjue being there. Did he tell Xichen? Did Xichen know? Would Xichen's guilt mean backing off now that Mingjue was around, or...
His mind spiraled. It should have been obvious to him that no such things would happen--it was obvious. He knew better. And yet...
'Ask Huaisang,' he'd told the other man. And what would Huaisang say?
And the things he'd been able to say... His mind is swimming and he needed-- He needed--]
Huaisang. I'm outside. Are you in? I'd like to speak with you.
I need to speak with you.
He sought out Huaisang's residence before he could even think, staring up at the door. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? It seemed-- Important, somehow, that Huaisang know? He didn't want to talk to Xichen, for once, his worries increasing the longer he thought about Mingjue being there. Did he tell Xichen? Did Xichen know? Would Xichen's guilt mean backing off now that Mingjue was around, or...
His mind spiraled. It should have been obvious to him that no such things would happen--it was obvious. He knew better. And yet...
'Ask Huaisang,' he'd told the other man. And what would Huaisang say?
And the things he'd been able to say... His mind is swimming and he needed-- He needed--]
Huaisang. I'm outside. Are you in? I'd like to speak with you.
I need to speak with you.
Huaisang furrowed his brow at the text, finding several aspects of it strange, but he sighed and got himself and his lover for the evening out of bed. Showing his companion out, Huaisang leaned in the doorway and gave Meng Yao a tired look, then wandered inside and headed for the parlor--and the rice wine. "You're my submissive and you have your own key, so why exactly are you lurking in the shadows outside instead of letting yourself in?"
He already knows why, or suspects. Meng Yao knows that Mingjue is here, and feared that he might be present--perhaps ready with a sword--if Meng Yao appeared. But if that's the case, Huaisang wants to hear him say it.
He already knows why, or suspects. Meng Yao knows that Mingjue is here, and feared that he might be present--perhaps ready with a sword--if Meng Yao appeared. But if that's the case, Huaisang wants to hear him say it.
[An elegantly wrapped package is delivered to Huaisang's place. It's addressed to him. Within he'll find a collection of fans that Lestat has made just for him. With it will be a note that says in elegant flowing writing:]
My dear fashion forward friend,
As promised, a collection of fans like I would see in Europe or even in my wonderful New Orleans. I crafted each myself and I hope you will enjoy them.
Your stylish companion,
Lestat de Lioncourt
My dear fashion forward friend,
As promised, a collection of fans like I would see in Europe or even in my wonderful New Orleans. I crafted each myself and I hope you will enjoy them.
Your stylish companion,
Lestat de Lioncourt
Hey there. This is Bellamy Blake. Hopefully I've got the right person.
I've heard about your shop from Peggy. I'm opening up a strip club very soon and would love to collaborate with you for the opening night by having my dancers wear your items (all paid for by me, this isn't me asking for freebies). I'd happily advertise your business at the opening night and maybe you could share some flyers about the club at the shop. Maybe a free drink for your customers, or something along those lines.
Anyway, Peggy seemed enthusiastic about it but obviously I wanted to run the idea by you first. Very open to any ideas you might have. Let me know your thoughts.
Thanks for your time.
I've heard about your shop from Peggy. I'm opening up a strip club very soon and would love to collaborate with you for the opening night by having my dancers wear your items (all paid for by me, this isn't me asking for freebies). I'd happily advertise your business at the opening night and maybe you could share some flyers about the club at the shop. Maybe a free drink for your customers, or something along those lines.
Anyway, Peggy seemed enthusiastic about it but obviously I wanted to run the idea by you first. Very open to any ideas you might have. Let me know your thoughts.
Thanks for your time.
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance! Peggy is wonderful and I am very fortunate to have her running Plumage for me.
She did mention your new club, which sounds delightful. It would be my pleasure to work with you on the costumes--I understand there's a theme of divinity. It seems to me that we ought to have your servers and bartenders fashionably dressed as well. Send all your employees to me, I'll have them fitted and work with them to either dress them from available items or prepare custom designs for their individual characters.
It would be my pleasure to dress you as well, of course. The owner of a glamorous club ought to have a sharp suit, at the very least. I'm thrilled to collaborate with another local business, and there's plenty of free marketing in it for me, so I hope you will at least accept a generous discount on all of this.
Warm regards,
Nie Huaisang
She did mention your new club, which sounds delightful. It would be my pleasure to work with you on the costumes--I understand there's a theme of divinity. It seems to me that we ought to have your servers and bartenders fashionably dressed as well. Send all your employees to me, I'll have them fitted and work with them to either dress them from available items or prepare custom designs for their individual characters.
It would be my pleasure to dress you as well, of course. The owner of a glamorous club ought to have a sharp suit, at the very least. I'm thrilled to collaborate with another local business, and there's plenty of free marketing in it for me, so I hope you will at least accept a generous discount on all of this.
Warm regards,
Nie Huaisang
[ If there's anyone he's comfortable talking to in regards to matters of the heart, it's Huaisang. They're so like-minded and Dorian knows the man might have be willing to hear him out as he seeks advice or just rants about his complications. Drama is great... just not when it's his.
He messages Huaisang as he approaches Tiānyá despite knowing that he's more than permitted to just... come in, it still feels odd to do so. He's comfortably and casually dressed when he steps in and toes off his shoes politely at the door. ]
I hope I haven't kept you waiting long my pretty little bird.
He messages Huaisang as he approaches Tiānyá despite knowing that he's more than permitted to just... come in, it still feels odd to do so. He's comfortably and casually dressed when he steps in and toes off his shoes politely at the door. ]
I hope I haven't kept you waiting long my pretty little bird.
[Huaisang runs to greet his lover, hugging his arms around Dorian's neck with a grin. Excited to see Dorian, Huaisang has dressed up in a tantalizingly see-through gown and strung his hair with gems and chains.]
How is it that you're always more handsome than I remember? It's like you're so handsome that my mind can't quite believe it. I think I must be idealizing you, but then you show up and you're even more breathtaking.
Or is it that you're getting more handsome, day by day? Will you eventually reach a point where you'll be so handsome that you'll outshine the very sun?
How is it that you're always more handsome than I remember? It's like you're so handsome that my mind can't quite believe it. I think I must be idealizing you, but then you show up and you're even more breathtaking.
Or is it that you're getting more handsome, day by day? Will you eventually reach a point where you'll be so handsome that you'll outshine the very sun?
It's come to my attention that you might have been a bit harassed at my party.
I'm sorry about Jon. He has a good heart but he's awful with strangers.
I'm sorry about Jon. He has a good heart but he's awful with strangers.
It was all right, Morrigan. He was mean at first but we eventually came to a compromise. He's still quite rude, but he seems very lonely.
True to his word--at least for the time being--Huaisang returned home from his visit to Mingjue and went straight to bed, curling up to cry. He stayed there, miserable and depressed and unable to solve the situation with his own diplomatic skills. He'd tried, he'd failed. He could persuade almost anyone of almost anything, but Mingjue had always been especially resistant to his persuasion.
He'll be in his room crying whenever Xichen comes to find him, even if it takes a day or more.
He'll be in his room crying whenever Xichen comes to find him, even if it takes a day or more.
Xichen had missed only one day of his duties at A-Yao's insistence that he needed to stay at home after such a trying event of his own with Nie Mingjue. However, he was determined the next day to continue his care of Huaisang and his household. Even if the reason for his service had returned, it still felt right to show this care even if Huaisang might not need him anymore.
His arrival was standard as he made certain all the main rooms were tidy and everything was in it's place. At the kitchen he prepared boiling water for tea, but he noticed something unusual when the tea began to steep. Usually at this time someone in the household, whether it be Huaisang or Jiang Wanyin, would come to investigate the smells and greet him. The latter was often out, but it was unusual for the former to leave this early. Had Huaisang taken ill, or was he out?
The tea was set upon a tray and he carried it to Huaisang's room. He knocked gently on the doorframe before he opened it, and although the sight of Huaisang bundled up in his bed wasn't unusual if he had someone else with him, when he was clearly alone that was worrisome. The tray was set aside as he approached the bed, then knelt beside it when he heard tears. Gently, he pulled the blanket back to expose Huaisang's head, his expression concerned.
"A-Sang?"
His arrival was standard as he made certain all the main rooms were tidy and everything was in it's place. At the kitchen he prepared boiling water for tea, but he noticed something unusual when the tea began to steep. Usually at this time someone in the household, whether it be Huaisang or Jiang Wanyin, would come to investigate the smells and greet him. The latter was often out, but it was unusual for the former to leave this early. Had Huaisang taken ill, or was he out?
The tea was set upon a tray and he carried it to Huaisang's room. He knocked gently on the doorframe before he opened it, and although the sight of Huaisang bundled up in his bed wasn't unusual if he had someone else with him, when he was clearly alone that was worrisome. The tray was set aside as he approached the bed, then knelt beside it when he heard tears. Gently, he pulled the blanket back to expose Huaisang's head, his expression concerned.
"A-Sang?"
Mingjue's meddled, Xichen's meddled-- Now it's time for San Ge to meddle. After all, who better to cheer Huaisang up than him? He'd been doing this for years, after all. He was an expert.
He knocks twice to announce his presence before briskly using his key to enter. Normally he always sent a message ahead of time and waited to be let in, but it was different today. There couldn't be time to waste... And he knew Huaisang would be sulking alone anyhow. No worries about interrupting his time with a lover right now.
He locates Huaisang easily, pausing in the door of the living room to give the other man a mildly exasperated look to find him lounging around drinking wine. Exasperated, but not at all surprised.
"A-Sang. I bring you a gift." He presents the little box to him, an elegant fan set inside of it.
He knocks twice to announce his presence before briskly using his key to enter. Normally he always sent a message ahead of time and waited to be let in, but it was different today. There couldn't be time to waste... And he knew Huaisang would be sulking alone anyhow. No worries about interrupting his time with a lover right now.
He locates Huaisang easily, pausing in the door of the living room to give the other man a mildly exasperated look to find him lounging around drinking wine. Exasperated, but not at all surprised.
"A-Sang. I bring you a gift." He presents the little box to him, an elegant fan set inside of it.
Huaisang got dressed in a cute minidress after Xichen had gotten him up and out of bed, and he hadn't changed since then--or left the house, since he'd said he wouldn't. He can't find any cakes and he can't leave the house and doesn't want to have to ask anyone to bring him cakes, so he's solving that entire problem by just drinking wine instead.
Curiously setting down his glass and picking up the box, he opens it to find a lovely painted fan of local craftsmanship. It's beautiful, and he admires it with pleasure for a moment before he looks up again. "Have you spoken to da ge?"
Since clearly Meng Yao came prepared.
Curiously setting down his glass and picking up the box, he opens it to find a lovely painted fan of local craftsmanship. It's beautiful, and he admires it with pleasure for a moment before he looks up again. "Have you spoken to da ge?"
Since clearly Meng Yao came prepared.
[ The first week of November is Satinalia and Dorian leaves two large boxes at Huaisang's doorstep.
A handwritten note is left with the presents explaining that Satinalia is a time of gift giving and feasting and that he could think of no one more deserving of gifts, even if the holiday was unfamiliar to him. ]
A handwritten note is left with the presents explaining that Satinalia is a time of gift giving and feasting and that he could think of no one more deserving of gifts, even if the holiday was unfamiliar to him. ]
They're beautiful, Dorian, thank you! I can't wait to show off my gifts--and my gratitude--to you in person.
[As much as he hates the stupid box and as much as he tries to avoid it. He knows it will mean a lot to his brother if he at least sends him a message before he just shows up at his place.
So he does that now. Just three words that Huaisang won't get a reply to because Mingjue is literally on his way over.]
I'm coming over.
So he does that now. Just three words that Huaisang won't get a reply to because Mingjue is literally on his way over.]
I'm coming over.
[Huaisang blinks as he gets the text, still in a lover's bedroom elsewhere. He's fortunate, at least, that he gets the text at once, rather than being distracted for several hours.
He shoots back a quick reply before dressing and making his excuses.] Oh! All right, da ge. I'll be home soon.
[He'd had to teach this lesson to Wei Wuxian once. Huaisang, of all people, could not be simply assumed to be at home at reasonable hours--or unreasonable hours, for that matter. Appointments had to be made in advance.
Not that he expected Mingjue to understand that. He would simply have to hope that this wasn't bad news and that the delay wouldn't make his temper worse.
Showing up in a fine silk blouse and slacks, Huaisang ran up to the front of the house, stopping just short of hugging his brother.] Da ge?
He shoots back a quick reply before dressing and making his excuses.] Oh! All right, da ge. I'll be home soon.
[He'd had to teach this lesson to Wei Wuxian once. Huaisang, of all people, could not be simply assumed to be at home at reasonable hours--or unreasonable hours, for that matter. Appointments had to be made in advance.
Not that he expected Mingjue to understand that. He would simply have to hope that this wasn't bad news and that the delay wouldn't make his temper worse.
Showing up in a fine silk blouse and slacks, Huaisang ran up to the front of the house, stopping just short of hugging his brother.] Da ge?
[ Following this mess. ]
- My Most Dear, Huaisang,
I must beg your apologies a dozen times and I pray you shall forgive me. I cannot make my appointment with you for your designs, as I am most poorly, nor be able to sing this evening, if you could pass my message along to Lady Wells.
In All Regret,
Your Gilia
- My Most Dear, Huaisang,
I must beg your apologies a dozen times and I pray you shall forgive me. I cannot make my appointment with you for your designs, as I am most poorly, nor be able to sing this evening, if you could pass my message along to Lady Wells.
In All Regret,
Your Gilia
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[Huaisang's quite pleased that her formality level has dropped so much compared to their initial acquaintance. He's delighted to be called her most dear Huaisang.]
Sweet Gilia of the Sea,
I am sorry to hear you are not well! Do you have someone to care for you? I shall send soup and tea to your residence if it will soothe you. I know you are new to this city and I will not endure my friend being ill without someone to look after her.
Affectionately,
Huaisang
Sweet Gilia of the Sea,
I am sorry to hear you are not well! Do you have someone to care for you? I shall send soup and tea to your residence if it will soothe you. I know you are new to this city and I will not endure my friend being ill without someone to look after her.
Affectionately,
Huaisang
I need to speak with you. Whether it be over these contraptions or in person matters not.
Certainly. I'll head home and meet you there.
Huaisang! I have such terribly exciting news, and I shall need your help. I have my own contract!
[ No, it is not marriage, and it's rather all less formal than that - Jack was not that kind... but Huaisang had never mocked her silliness or happiness over half her ideas of the world, and just -
- He felt so much like family he ought to be one of the first people she tells. ]
[ No, it is not marriage, and it's rather all less formal than that - Jack was not that kind... but Huaisang had never mocked her silliness or happiness over half her ideas of the world, and just -
- He felt so much like family he ought to be one of the first people she tells. ]
Ah! Congratulations! That's wonderful. I am very glad for you--and relieved. This place has many dangers, but they are much alleviated by a reliable contract.
How can I help?
How can I help?
[Huaisang will find a large bolt of fabric in his office at Plumage with a note reading "I hope that you enjoy the lace and that you make a little something for me out of it. ;) Happy Winter Solstice! From, Tinya."]
[ Huaisang will receive a carefully wrapped package, delivered to his home. Inside the box is a sheer green robe, trimmed with fur.
The accompanying note, written in Mandarin (aside from the signature) says: ]
A-Sang,
For you. I do hope to see you in it soon.
Yours,
Rafa.
The accompanying note, written in Mandarin (aside from the signature) says: ]
A-Sang,
For you. I do hope to see you in it soon.
Yours,
Rafa.
[Huaisang's not familiar with the holiday, but he's thrilled with the gift, and quick to send back an array of photographs of himself wearing the gift and nothing else.]
Thank you, Rafa.
Thank you, Rafa.
[ On New Year's Eve, Diane will leave Huaisang a nice package at Plumage for him to find on his next return. Inside is a hand embroidered scarf accompanied by a card with a note inside. ]
Huaisang,
I appreciate you hiring me, and hope the year's end finds you well. I do want to inform you that I've found myself reassigned as a Dominant. I'd be content to continue my position at Plumage, if that's alright with you? If you'd rather hire someone in more need, I'd certainly understand, though I'd ask you give me a moment to find my footing first.
All the best,
Diane, the Duchess Tremontaine
Huaisang,
I appreciate you hiring me, and hope the year's end finds you well. I do want to inform you that I've found myself reassigned as a Dominant. I'd be content to continue my position at Plumage, if that's alright with you? If you'd rather hire someone in more need, I'd certainly understand, though I'd ask you give me a moment to find my footing first.
All the best,
Diane, the Duchess Tremontaine
Dearest Diane,
Congratulations on your reassignment! That's lovely and I'm certain you'll enjoy your new status. I am thrilled to have your skills at Plumage and I would be glad to keep you. Peggy has been finding herself increasingly busy with other tasks, so I would be quite happy to have you in the role of Assistant Manager in order to help her with her supervising duties.
Warm regards,
Nie Huaisang of Qinghe
Congratulations on your reassignment! That's lovely and I'm certain you'll enjoy your new status. I am thrilled to have your skills at Plumage and I would be glad to keep you. Peggy has been finding herself increasingly busy with other tasks, so I would be quite happy to have you in the role of Assistant Manager in order to help her with her supervising duties.
Warm regards,
Nie Huaisang of Qinghe
[The box that Huaisang receives will have a delicate looking fan inside of it. In fact, it looks just like any other hand fan. However, Huaisang will discover that a little switch on it will cause deadly blades to slide up to make it quite the dangerous weapon.]
Every man of fashion should be able to use that to his advantage, no? Well I thought you might enjoy this little treat. I know I will enjoy seeing you with it should you ever carry it around.
Lestat de Lioncourt
Every man of fashion should be able to use that to his advantage, no? Well I thought you might enjoy this little treat. I know I will enjoy seeing you with it should you ever carry it around.
Lestat de Lioncourt
Darling Lestat,
I have been much yearning for a war fan and yet there have been none to be had and such a trouble to make. I do not know how you have crafted this wonder, but I am deeply grateful and entirely thrilled. Though I prefer not to pick fights, it is a pleasure to have a set of claws.
I've enclosed a little token of my thanks.
[The thanks is a carefully rolled scroll containing a sketch of Lestat standing on a balcony or pier, glancing back at the viewer with a flirtatious smile. It's not a detailed portrait, but the minimalist black lines clearly capture the personality and beauty of Lestat.]
I have been much yearning for a war fan and yet there have been none to be had and such a trouble to make. I do not know how you have crafted this wonder, but I am deeply grateful and entirely thrilled. Though I prefer not to pick fights, it is a pleasure to have a set of claws.
I've enclosed a little token of my thanks.
[The thanks is a carefully rolled scroll containing a sketch of Lestat standing on a balcony or pier, glancing back at the viewer with a flirtatious smile. It's not a detailed portrait, but the minimalist black lines clearly capture the personality and beauty of Lestat.]
Happy New Year, Huaisang.
Yrs, JB.
Along with the card, there's a little wooden box with six small bottles of ink in a variety of bright colours and a simple fountain pen.
Yrs, JB.
Along with the card, there's a little wooden box with six small bottles of ink in a variety of bright colours and a simple fountain pen.
Huaisang still doesn't understand why everyone seems to think that the new year occurs in the middle of winter, but he is delighted by the gift. He sends back a little ink sketch of a bird with his thank you note.
[One of the two bouquets delivered to Nie Huaisang's home. One is for Jiang Cheng, but this arrangement has Nie Huaisang's name carefully written out on the card. There's no note - he's never been much of a writer anyways. Just a simple, Still Dazzled, I]
What a sweet charmer you are, sending me such a lovely bouquet. Would you like to come over and be rewarded?
[Huaisang has a lot of conflicting and bewildered thoughts about this text. He's glad for Fenris, proud of him and glad that Mingjue appreciates Fenris' worth, but he's a little hurt that he's only finding out after the fact. He was a sect leader for as long as his brother, but Mingjue doesn't see fit to ask Huaisang's approval on the matter. He's certain that if he were to declare that he'd adopted someone as a member of the clan, Mingjue would refuse to acknowledge it as valid, but Mingjue does this so easily, without ceremony.]
I'm glad you recognize Fenris' value. He is strong, loyal, and kind.
Was it not worth seeking my approval before taking this action?
I'm glad you recognize Fenris' value. He is strong, loyal, and kind.
Was it not worth seeking my approval before taking this action?
( not having had the chance to warn him about her punishment, the message comes immediately after she's released from the People Zoo. )
Though I'm sure you've managed quite fine without me, I wanted to apologize for my absence these last few days. My gym was grounds for a rebellion meeting of sorts, one of which I was not involved in.
( if she had been, then their chances of being caught would have dropped drastically, she thinks. )
But because the location for the meeting was mine, I was also given a citation. Three days in jail.
Though I'm sure you've managed quite fine without me, I wanted to apologize for my absence these last few days. My gym was grounds for a rebellion meeting of sorts, one of which I was not involved in.
( if she had been, then their chances of being caught would have dropped drastically, she thinks. )
But because the location for the meeting was mine, I was also given a citation. Three days in jail.
Peggy! I've been so worried about your disappearance, I thought you might have been gone for good, or just disappeared from the city like I did.
Are you unharmed? Can I help you recover in any way?
Are you unharmed? Can I help you recover in any way?
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