[ literally dont know how we haven't pc'd til now. anyways lin jingheng is smoking in the void and scrolling through his phone looking like he is ready to throttle someone. but like. probably not immediately.
gideon is... okay, but the way everybody has reacted today is how she felt when it came to eto. so - when she finds him sitting here smoking, she comes to sit down, pushing her glasses up on her forehead.]
You cared, huh. [it's not mean or teasing or accusatory, just... flat, like. confirming that he's upset.]
[ kickflips into here! today we're exploring some of the big houses because there could be some useful shit in here. so after climbing up the over-sized steps and crawling under the space beneath the door, here they are...
jingheng is glancing at some scattered push pins laying on the ground by them and kicks one up so he can test the point curiously. ]
Probably going to be better than dust balls and string. Only one way to find out.
[ this week is so weird already. he does start to gather a bit of string up and test it out, though his touch is maybe a little hesitant. his brow furrows. ]
he's forgetting now like phoebe in hey arnold and will hand her some pins to stab into the nice sides of the counter (rip). he glances up the height of the counter and makes a Face, but does not turn down the boost. ]
she. probably shouldn't be walking around, but you know. here she is, walking. she can hear him beating the shit out of a punching bag, and she knows how that feels. she's been there.
so she limps in, and then sits down on a bench, watching him.]
Don't fuck up your hands. That's not going to help.
he does pull back from the punching bag a bit, curling his fingers into a fist. ]
Mmh. He'll fuss.
[ turning to look at her on the bench and just. giving the bag one last surly kick before just sitting down on the bench. zhanlu has been singing softly somewhere in the gym, probably under the bench. ]
Eh. [she rubs at her arm. it's not about her.] Not as close as him and Bixing. That's more who I'm worried about.
[...] The way he talks about you makes me think the sun must shine out of your ass, so I'm going to believe him and trust you'll take care of Bixing while he's fucked up over this.
[ it's drinkin time! and by drinking time, i mean lin jingheng and gideon can get to-go drinks from the bar for their adventure today on this fun frosty island of the week. in any case, one minute they are exploring the /rolls dice sitting room with all of their skeletons shockingly not in closets but instead on display and wearing wigs. ]
Are the skeletons supposed to make it more appealing or something?
[ anyways, one minute there is a tall, deep-voiced jingheng, and now there is a small jingheng... because he is a tiny animal now.
[ the drinks this week are champions. rule of funny for life.
he just looks up at her, all three feet of him and he just looks so huffy and put out about being this fucking tiny. and yet. he just makes a little sigh! ]
No way.
[ he folds his tiny little arms and is trying to be NORMAL. ]
[okay listen gideon is not the type of person to squeal when something is cute at all in the least. but this is a very strong argument as to why she should.
she doesn't. instead, she just grins real big.]
You're so short. [ignores his skeleton pleas] The snow is going to swallow you.
[ we're at the arcade where lin jingheng is currently playing a two-person shooter game with a very tall blonde man who is wearing a blue core that looks like the one that has hung out on jingheng's arm for the past several weeks.
when he spots the flash of gideon's hair out of the corner of his eye, jingheng himself stops and taps the blonde man on the shoulder to have him turn around. ]
Greetings, Gideon Nav.
[ the blonde man bows deeply. jingheng just chuckles a little and looks at her. ]
Not very much, Miss Gideon, we are in hell and both of my charges clearly cannot be left unattended. Thank you for helping to take care of Headmaster Lu in my stead.
[ he bows. and then hands her the red plastic gun. lin jingheng clarifies: ]
[this is so funny. she snorts when he says that his charges cannot be left unattended because wow does she feel that. both of these old men have given her ulcers.
anyway, she takes the gun and looks at it like ??? because she's never actually used one in her life.]
He's also more of a nanny than I thought. Sure, though. I didn't really do anything.
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W2, FRIDAY
maybe. who knows. ]
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gideon is... okay, but the way everybody has reacted today is how she felt when it came to eto. so - when she finds him sitting here smoking, she comes to sit down, pushing her glasses up on her forehead.]
You cared, huh. [it's not mean or teasing or accusatory, just... flat, like. confirming that he's upset.]
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After Eto died, he told me writing was a good way to remember her.
[ just ashing it on the floor. ]
Wanted to learn how to write a book.
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... Sorry. [she says finally, unsure. this is so out of her depth, but she's trying.]
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[ bruh that's a baby. ]
Hell, right?
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Hell! It's a hellish place, surprising everybody. [she rubs at her face.] I guess we'll find out, right? That's what always happens.
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w4, monday
jingheng is glancing at some scattered push pins laying on the ground by them and kicks one up so he can test the point curiously. ]
You any good at climbing?
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[don't sound so unsure?? she frowns at the pushpins.]
I think I am, anyway. I'm supposed to be. [she rubs at her arm.] Think there's anything up on the counters and things?
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[ this week is so weird already. he does start to gather a bit of string up and test it out, though his touch is maybe a little hesitant. his brow furrows. ]
What do you mean by supposed to be?
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her jaw works, and then:]
I mean these guns are all I'm good for, so I better be. [... wait] Forget I said that. Let's go, I can give you a boost.
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[ your guns.
anyways.
he's forgetting now like phoebe in hey arnold and will hand her some pins to stab into the nice sides of the counter (rip). he glances up the height of the counter and makes a Face, but does not turn down the boost. ]
Might be able to bring back something useful.
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w5; FRIDAY
she. probably shouldn't be walking around, but you know. here she is, walking. she can hear him beating the shit out of a punching bag, and she knows how that feels. she's been there.
so she limps in, and then sits down on a bench, watching him.]
Don't fuck up your hands. That's not going to help.
RUNS
he does pull back from the punching bag a bit, curling his fingers into a fist. ]
Mmh. He'll fuss.
[ turning to look at her on the bench and just. giving the bag one last surly kick before just sitting down on the bench. zhanlu has been singing softly somewhere in the gym, probably under the bench. ]
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gideon exhales slow.]
Yop. [...] How close were you and him?
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[ zhanlu just keeps playing soft little songs as maybe a way to say he is happy or just trying to soothe everyone here. ]
... Was teaching me how to cook here and there... he doesn't drain me like most people.
[ he digs his heel in. ] You were close.
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she tilts her head back.]
Eh. [she rubs at her arm. it's not about her.] Not as close as him and Bixing. That's more who I'm worried about.
[...] The way he talks about you makes me think the sun must shine out of your ass, so I'm going to believe him and trust you'll take care of Bixing while he's fucked up over this.
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w6, monday
Are the skeletons supposed to make it more appealing or something?
[ anyways, one minute there is a tall, deep-voiced jingheng, and now there is a small jingheng... because he is a tiny animal now.
holding his drink now in two tiny paws. ]
I don't know what I expected.
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anyway he's a tiny animal, and gideon makes a noise that sounds a little like a squawk because it's so funny.]
Oh, my God. [...] I was going to answer the skeleton question but I feel like the only thing we should talk about is how you're tiny and cute now.
[i'll just have her drink the forget drink so she forgets what the drink does it's fine]
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he just looks up at her, all three feet of him and he just looks so huffy and put out about being this fucking tiny. and yet. he just makes a little sigh! ]
No way.
[ he folds his tiny little arms and is trying to be NORMAL. ]
Answer the skeleton question.
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she doesn't. instead, she just grins real big.]
You're so short. [ignores his skeleton pleas] The snow is going to swallow you.
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I'll be fine in the snow, I have fur now.
[ his tail wags a little bit and he kind of. looks over his shoulder like what the fuck!
he tries to grab his own tail with his tiny paws. stop moving. stop wagging. ]
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MONDAY, W6
when he spots the flash of gideon's hair out of the corner of his eye, jingheng himself stops and taps the blonde man on the shoulder to have him turn around. ]
Greetings, Gideon Nav.
[ the blonde man bows deeply. jingheng just chuckles a little and looks at her. ]
We made it.
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[she says, wandering over to him to watch. she grins a little at the blonde man - she's see him before, i think, in memories.]
What's good, Zhanlu?
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[ he bows. and then hands her the red plastic gun. lin jingheng clarifies: ]
He has perfect aim, he's no fun to play with.
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anyway, she takes the gun and looks at it like ??? because she's never actually used one in her life.]
He's also more of a nanny than I thought. Sure, though. I didn't really do anything.