[At some point while Dan Feng is out and about, he'll return to his room to find a potted plant.
It's still moist from the marsh mud it was dug out from, but it's quite lively looking, with a few young purple-blue buds yet to bloom.
No he did not spend money to buy a plant, just the pot. He figured finding one locally would better ensure it handles the climate here. A little note with precise handwriting is attached.]
I believe this is something like a Marshland Iris, though I cannot be sure of the exact species. They're hardy and grow quickly as long as given plenty of water.
It's still moist from the marsh mud it was dug out from, but it's quite lively looking, with a few young purple-blue buds yet to bloom.
No he did not spend money to buy a plant, just the pot. He figured finding one locally would better ensure it handles the climate here. A little note with precise handwriting is attached.]
I believe this is something like a Marshland Iris, though I cannot be sure of the exact species. They're hardy and grow quickly as long as given plenty of water.
[Or whatever day this is happening.
Point is. About 1am the night of the Big Drama, Jing Yuan sends Dan Feng a text.]
On the way back. Did you eat?
Point is. About 1am the night of the Big Drama, Jing Yuan sends Dan Feng a text.]
On the way back. Did you eat?
As you wish. It will be pleasant.
[He's too emotionally drained to try to convince Dan Feng there's no poison involved, so he just plays along for now.]
[He's too emotionally drained to try to convince Dan Feng there's no poison involved, so he just plays along for now.]
[Jing Yuan pauses in the doorway, glancing at the rest of the room before dropping a plastic bag of goodies on the nearest unused bed. He fishes some kind of twinkie-like monstrosity from the bag, unwraps it, and then drapes himself over Dan Feng's shoulders.
There is no violence. No shouting. No slinking along with his back to the wall. He just breaths in Dan Feng's scent as if their intimacy is easy and not a nightmare of blood and teeth.
He also pokes him in the cheek with the twinkie.]
Eat.
There is no violence. No shouting. No slinking along with his back to the wall. He just breaths in Dan Feng's scent as if their intimacy is easy and not a nightmare of blood and teeth.
He also pokes him in the cheek with the twinkie.]
Eat.
It isn't poisoned. Eat.
[He doesn't move when Dan Feng takes the food. He just stands there all warm and solid and holding just a little too tight.]
I know better than to lash out at you.
[He doesn't move when Dan Feng takes the food. He just stands there all warm and solid and holding just a little too tight.]
I know better than to lash out at you.
It does matter. You punish me for it quite brutally.
[You're not allowed to forget that, sir!!
Also since Dan Feng is being an ass and Jing Yuan is currently spiraling towards nihility, he snags the twinkie back and takes a great big bite of it.]
[You're not allowed to forget that, sir!!
Also since Dan Feng is being an ass and Jing Yuan is currently spiraling towards nihility, he snags the twinkie back and takes a great big bite of it.]
[He does not spit it out. In fact, he swallows, and then opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out to show that he did so.
He also tries to shove the other half into Dan Feng's mouth while he's complaining.
...and his breath definitely smells of alcohol.]
He also tries to shove the other half into Dan Feng's mouth while he's complaining.
...and his breath definitely smells of alcohol.]
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Yes. Why?
[Surely theres no problem with this course of action!]
[Surely theres no problem with this course of action!]
I'm not sleeping.
[He does, however, flop on the bed. Still fully clothed, including shoes, because drunk and depressed.]
[He does, however, flop on the bed. Still fully clothed, including shoes, because drunk and depressed.]
I am naught but a doll.
[He doesn't actually believe that, but he feels like one, and he's been treated like one, and he's spiteful and inebriated enough to say it.]
There is no need for manners in a mere object.
[He doesn't actually believe that, but he feels like one, and he's been treated like one, and he's spiteful and inebriated enough to say it.]
There is no need for manners in a mere object.
I am only repeating what my master has taught me.
[It's YOUR FAULT, Dan Feng!!! Jing Yuan dares to roll his eyes, and then continues to be a pain by going limp and letting Dan Feng take his shoes off.]
[It's YOUR FAULT, Dan Feng!!! Jing Yuan dares to roll his eyes, and then continues to be a pain by going limp and letting Dan Feng take his shoes off.]
Oh?
[Dan Feng can scold him and mock him all he wants. Jing Yuan has chosen not to care, beyond the bitter satisfaction of seeing Dan Feng so unsatisfied with the result he asked for.]
If I am not permitted to be a person, I must become either a doll or a monster. So sorry my choice has disappointed you.
[Dan Feng can scold him and mock him all he wants. Jing Yuan has chosen not to care, beyond the bitter satisfaction of seeing Dan Feng so unsatisfied with the result he asked for.]
If I am not permitted to be a person, I must become either a doll or a monster. So sorry my choice has disappointed you.
Do you even know what you want from me, Dan Feng?
[Jing Yuan looks up at him with an empty expression. What's the point of being frustrated when there's no way to satisfy the man and no chance of reaching him?]
[Jing Yuan looks up at him with an empty expression. What's the point of being frustrated when there's no way to satisfy the man and no chance of reaching him?]
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