[ so sometime after...... gestures loudly.... there is a small gremlin staring at her emergency ice cream sundae and regretting the hotels choice of strawberry syrup, cookie crumble and gummy worms ]
[ please say she's spinning in the chair in the middle of the desk, ari.
either way, hua cheng is meandering in, tanhua on his heels, looking to see if he can't flip through the pamphlets for... something. the huli jing lets out a raspy yip in greeting first. ]
[ hua cheng is just vibing in the lobby, apparently opting to work in his stationary pad while he's hanging out. tanhua is the one to greet futaba first, coming over to sniff at her briefly - if she reaches for a pet, he tilts his head up into the touch immediately, right eye remaining closed as he does. ]
How're you feeling? [ he doesn't look up, but instead gestures with his pen for futaba to join him, then returns to his sketching, his cheapy water color set nearby but not open right now. ]
[ his movements are stiff and slow again, and he looks tired and scuffed up while also being freshly clean, but hua cheng is still here, still out and about.
tanhua doesn't immediately come running to futaba, hovering close to him. but he does let out a little yap. ]
[ SO. the day after that fun little announcement, futaba is grouchily stomping around in a whole mood! wherever fafa is on this journey, once she spots him she swerves, vanishes, and comes back later with two slurpees. one gets thrusted at him while she glowers. ]
[ So Here We Fuckin Are!!! It being Village Week really doesn't help things but futaba has toddles her way over, puffy eyes and all, to keep her favorite ghost king company ]
Here.
[ she brought boba ice cream. you know, for the road ]
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w0, sun....2!
This is so not pog.
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wk 1; thursday
either way, hua cheng is meandering in, tanhua on his heels, looking to see if he can't flip through the pamphlets for... something. the huli jing lets out a raspy yip in greeting first. ]
Up to no good, I hope.
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wk 1; sunday
How're you feeling? [ he doesn't look up, but instead gestures with his pen for futaba to join him, then returns to his sketching, his cheapy water color set nearby but not open right now. ]
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wk 3; tuesday
hua cheng is checking out the wiwaldi campus, because of course he is. but they're not safe from the stardust, here - and futaba appreciates a little chaos, right? ]
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wk 4; friday
tanhua doesn't immediately come running to futaba, hovering close to him. but he does let out a little yap. ]
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w6, friday
Jiji's gonna kick your butt.
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Here.
[ she brought boba ice cream. you know, for the road ]
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