[ it's monday and eiden is out here looking for luo wenzhou where is he? where he be? topper is curled up on his shoulders just rubbing their faces cheek to cheek like the affectionate little rat he is.
in his hands, two cups of to-go coffee from the matronly golden arches. he will plop himself right now next to him in the /throws dart park. ]
Hey there, Wenzhou. How are you and your two cats?
[ park is good, he's lounging with his legs kicked out and his arms crossed as he surveys the surreal but normal experience that is the park. what with the foot traffic that's not really there and all that. ]
Better. The scrawnier one was a little banged up, but he got healed apparently. [ beat ] Weirdest goddamn sentence. Magic and things like that aren't real where we're from.
[ yiguo is pouncing in the limited greenery at the moment ahead of them. ]
[ we are in the void of walking around - maybe near the warehouses. wenzhou does not look like a happy camper, as he continues his way through japanifornia with a determination and familiarity to the situation that he doesn't like having to fall into here.
what a joke, having to solve a case in a day. >:V ]
... Eiden. Don't suppose you or Topper saw anything?
eiden is just vibing a little to some music while sitting outside the warehouse, outside a fantastic set of calligraphy that translates to "uncontrolled burning flame" (thanks sqq) ]
Hey... Wenzhou... no. We didn't. Still feels unreal.
[ well eiden is actually looking for luo wenzhou and decides to backtrack back to the macdos after getting some fresh air. he will just? look around for him, topper curled around his neck, his arms wrapped around himself as he kind of just kicks around, peering out from behind a doorwayβ ]
[ jacketless and perched backwards in a chair, wenzhou glances up from where he's swirling around a pitch black coffee, unlit cigarette behind his ear. he was half in his head, frowning intensely. the frown disappears but the furrow in his brow doesn't. ]
[ new week new m(ingl)e! wenzhou wasn't sure what he was expecting, though he was somewhat hoping that there would be further access to the spaces around them. even if... that means weird tourist trap style shit. it's fine.
the cathedral is an interesting exception, sort of. he's not much usually for the historical sites at the end of the day, but it's better to check it out than to not know your surroundings.
when he spots eiden, he frowns and gestures with a tip of his chin up at the stained glass. ] What the hell?
[ with coffee in hand, he is here and just kind of sitting on one of the benches because we're digging the lights. he glances up at what wenzhou is gesturing at............... ]
I'd like to stop going to locations that have minimal evidence for what's going to be a shitshow any day now. [ wow tell him more about it, wenzhou. ] ... a kid.
[ eiden is just hanging out wherever i can't think. wenzhou can probably find him easily, though, so it doesn't matter. when he hears him, he looks up from where he's probably just curled up like in a seat, bc he simply refuses sit properly. ]
Yeah.
[ his voice is quiet. ]
The Ikea was weird... Something happened there but... [ shakes his head ]
he's just tired and sick so he's draped here once again in the cathedral (once again) on one of the back-most pews. he's being that guy with his phone playing without any headphones available, but the music is soft, a gentle lulling noise that accompanies the slow passes of his pencil over paper.
he has his feet up on the back of the pew in front of him and he's slumped over otherwise, unaware anyone else is here. ]
anyways. i changed my mind, we're at the pet store where eiden is playing with the banana ball python, and by playing with it, we mean he's just vibing on a stool and letting it flick its tongue out at his face and just climb all over him. mood-wise, eiden is feeling pretty perky today. there are the occasional stabs of discomfort and unhappiness, but there's always a very resilient shine to his emotions today, which is apparently whenever wenzhou is close enough. ]
Hey, Wenzhou. [ did he bring the little lord with him? eiden will perk up suitably if so. if not, that's fine too. ] Come to get supplies for your charge?
I don't know if he can gain weight in the UG, but I'm not risking him becoming even more spoiled than he already is. He's had enough fried fish and salmon. Time to get back on a diet.
[ there's some familiar warmth, like fondness, friendly and unrestrained in response to seeing eiden and being greeted. wenzhou has nothing to hide, so the effect this week does not bother him in the least.
he is grumpy as he complains about his stupid cat, but also fond in equal measure with his frustration. that is in fact his charge. ]
[ honestly, wenzhou misses actually getting to cook, but at least the past two location releases have had decent enough food. he's got a line of milkshakes and a plate of fries at the moment, dressed like a gotdam greaser as he tries the shakes.
he glances up to see eiden, the same blip of warmth and welcome familiarity as yesterday there. ]
[ eiden is dressed in his new outfit for this week, a sleek dark turtleneck and some light blue trousers that are high waisted. as he sits right next to luo wenzhou, he perches his cute black, white, and blue saddle shoes on one of the stool's rungs.
the blip is easily fed into, eiden is very happy to see lwz, radiating Happy. ]
Well one of us can pull off the greaser look at least. Thank god.
[ hi we're at the eifflefelefefjelge tower. eiden has made his way up with his sketchbook and phone in tow. when he sees luo wenzhou he just... makes his way over to him and stands next to him. hi, dad.
he's not feeling anything right now, he's just kind of blank for a bit, gazing out a little and avoiding the temptation to look down. ]
[ wenzhou is leaning with his arms on the railing, nice and steady and not at risk of falling or vertigo.
he glances out of the corner of his eye when he sees eiden, but goes back to looking out. he is welcome. his emotions are... a little wrung out, but still steady. ]
[ eiden is breaking the law and skating in the mall. he is so miserable he basically whizzes past wenzhou with his head gazing downwards for like 10 seconds before he lifts his head, pauses...
and then slowly skates backwards and comes to stop by where he's seated. ]
[ we're here at cold topic! exploring our new clothing options this week... ]
This place would have been Matsui's shit... [ gazing at all these racks. ] It's like a combination of do you want to look like a Victorian vampire or an emo kid...
Which just means I'm sure Kazuki is probably going to up his wardrobe this week.
[ wenzhou trails along behind eiden, after he's done bullying him in public. he pulls something exceptionally frilly and gothic off the rack, fingers under the hook of the hanger. ]
[ wenzhou is sitting silently out in the void - probably outside, for the fresh air. not that it matters, considering he's got a lit cigarette held close to his mouth but not actually smoking it.
it's hours after the results are shared UG-wide. he's dissociating a little at the moment, it seems. ]
it's... not looking great at the moment. eiden just sits down beside him quietly here in the void and puts one of two cups of coffee down in front of him, holding his own and staring down into it a moment before speaking. ]
[ brave little toaster ventures out into the wilds to look for our imperial father. he'll swing by sweet theory first, but somewhere in all his meandering
they're about to pass each other byβ ]
βWenzhou.
[ instagrabs sleeve. there's still some blood on his temple from his tumble. no more heals. ]
[ when he hears his name, feels the grab on his sleeve, wenzhou pivots easily, instinct physical. the fact it's eiden is a bit of a relief, in some ways, but saddening in others.
hard not to be, after experiencing that.
his eyes scan across eiden's face as he looks at him, but he brings his hand up when they flick to the bloodied temple. ]
when the memory begins to fade towards the end, eiden kind of stands there, fingers curling around one of his wrists as he mutters something about a stupid pig. ]
wenzhou has to process this memory for a bit, loaded with so much information about the situation eiden is in back home - because, this feels like the responsibility of someone who cares about the place they want to go back to, not someplace he doesn't belong.
he reaches out to rub eiden's upper arm, giving a squeeze, before he says anything. ]
[ after all the running around and dancing, eiden has dropped his shoes and ridiculous rainbow socks (you always have to have a secret under your formal wear and his are just stupid, sheer, knee-high rainbow socks) and is just kind of kicking his peets in the water.
there are no pigs here because i'm making it so. that's the only reason he's doing it. they have all gone to sneeps and he's watching a cute little family of them piled up in the corner snoozing. in his lap, topper is just flopped, asleep with a round belly full of food. ]
[ shirt back on, much to the distress of some, wenzhou makes his way over to where eiden is sitting at the water. he eases his way down with a heavy grunt, buzzed enough to be nearly drunk. yiguo is under a table somewhere - having rejected half the food and eaten the other half - and can stay there for now.
with a wide yawn, he bumps against eiden's shoulder. ]
[ wenzhou should feel triumphant - shenhe was avenged, and they got answers for fei du. it isn't justice, but they have something here, some kind of victory. his rage hardened into cold fury, and his grief was a constant, constant stone in his chest, the heavy weight of having a heart and giving it to someone else.
he can still feel the parts of himself that he carved out to make room for fei du. they're raw, and he thinks, maybe, they always will be. even at the idea of getting him back.
loss is loss is loss.
he just looks tired when he spots eiden, but his steps speed up, as he makes a direct path for him.
immediately, he drags him into his arms and against his chest, a crushing hug that's half relief, half exhaustion, all grief again. ]
[ the hug is crushing and it's precisely what he's been looking for. something to knock the thing choking him up inside his chest. he clutches him so tightly now. standing on the tips of his toes, he just grips onto his back and buries his face in his chest. ]
[ eiden is happily enjoying the hot springs today, arms spread out with a head of bleached white hair today! on his back, the old scars climbing from shoulder to hip are fully visible, but he doesn't seem to care all that much today.
topper is also floating on his back in the water like a cute little otter with a tiny cloth draped over his lil forehead. ]
gyuhyuk suggested looking up a-peace during our talk yesterday...
i think he's pretty determined to look for any foul play with shen yuan's body... and people with guns are our best bet. i don't disagree with him, but i don't like the idea, especially when he and i also both trust nahri.
but if someone was forced to make that call like libby was, i at least want to know. that would leave whoever killed shen yuan or... yukichi or zelda being the ones with the directive to kill or have their team erased.
Depends on how you feel about any messages that you got today after you sent me this.
I agree that a-peace might have been involved in Shen Yuan's death, or Livio, just based on the fact that there's definitely the three of them that are just as familiar with guns as I am. But -
[ wenzhou has to figure out how to forward all of these, hang on. ]
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[ haha it's just big tired hours. he'll take the offered hand even if he doesn't need help, settling down with a little "oof" and breathing in deeply. ]
Hey.
[ unhappily just keeping this hand now. it's his. ]
[ just going to be focusing on his pin for a long moment in the quiet to try and see if maybe he can talk with luo wenzhou. the reception really sucks, but you know what, it's way better than nothing at all. ]
[ it's sort of like tuning a radio with your heart. it's not effective, but it sure does do the job. ]
Yeah, I'm here. [ voice, first, before he flickers into existence. he'll be going in and out periodically, visually, because i won't remember to write it every time. ] Still getting used to this. I can't see you in person unless you're focusing, but I can get a good gauge of where you are on the giant screens they've been watching the other side from this whole time.
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