if teej had told me to pc at emet's apartment i was going to start this off with her just being on the crystalline apartment's couch again but. he did not.
so instead, jiuqing finds herself outside the apartment's door. she holds up a hand to knock on the door, pauses, and then goes for her phone instead, sending a text -]
by any chance, are you at your apartment right now?
[ it doesn't take long for the door to open, because percy was intending just to wait for her there before letting her in. when he sees her, he blinks a bit and then nods, his expression visibly softening. ]
[hm. it's a little awkward for him to find her out here so quickly, actually. maybe she should have headed to the stairwell and texted him from there.
but it's easier this way - she wouldn't want to disturb his apartmentmates, if any of them are home. texting instead of knocking won't bother anyone but him.]
[ shh it's fine jiuqing, stop thinking about it so much. they all suck anyways (except bubblegum). ]
I am... well... [ that's not the end of the sentence ] doing poorly, if I'm being honest.
[ there's no hesitation as the door shuts, he very gently takes her hands and will just kind of. hold them... if she'll allow. ] But how are you. I saw the look in your eyes...
[she allows it, because it's percy and she knows he won't bring this up tomorrow when the effect stops happening. (imagine if the mods give us touch week..........2!)]
...I'm also doing poorly.
[he was honest with her, so - she'll be honest with him in turn.]
I don't like that this place used images of us to hurt her.
[when they take their seats on the couch, jiuqing settles in at his side like it's as natural to her as breathing. this week, it is. next week... who knows?]
For a place that's supposed to be... adjusting itself to fit what we want or need... it's not doing a very good job of it.
week two, sunday
if teej had told me to pc at emet's apartment i was going to start this off with her just being on the crystalline apartment's couch again but. he did not.
so instead, jiuqing finds herself outside the apartment's door. she holds up a hand to knock on the door, pauses, and then goes for her phone instead, sending a text -]
by any chance, are you at your apartment right now?
BRITT OUR POST IS BEAUTIFUL ;o;
Yes.
[ it doesn't take long for the door to open, because percy was intending just to wait for her there before letting her in. when he sees her, he blinks a bit and then nods, his expression visibly softening. ]
Jiuqing... come in. Please.
i'm glad you like it!! c:
but it's easier this way - she wouldn't want to disturb his apartmentmates, if any of them are home. texting instead of knocking won't bother anyone but him.]
...thank you.
[in she goes! she'll shut the door behind her.]
I wanted to see how you were doing...
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I am... well... [ that's not the end of the sentence ] doing poorly, if I'm being honest.
[ there's no hesitation as the door shuts, he very gently takes her hands and will just kind of. hold them... if she'll allow. ] But how are you. I saw the look in your eyes...
[ dissociation station, baybee ]
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...I'm also doing poorly.
[he was honest with her, so - she'll be honest with him in turn.]
I don't like that this place used images of us to hurt her.
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[ just going to quietly guide them over to the couch to have a more comfortable sit down. ]
As if to hammer everything home... it's a low blow, but that's all this place is.
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For a place that's supposed to be... adjusting itself to fit what we want or need... it's not doing a very good job of it.
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[ he looks downwards. ]
I am afraid of what this place will make all of us. [ softer, private almost: ] What it will make me.
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[she reaches over to take his hand. it's still touch week, but honestly, she'd probably still do this for him even if it wasn't.]
You're stronger than this place is, Percy. I know you are.