[Dan Feng immediately jumps her the moment the door breaks, tackling her into the… deck…?
The room she’s in apparently opens into a small courtyard, lifted from it by a wooden deck. Dan Feng is wearing her clothes - the scarf in question, one of her overcoats around his elbows, and one of her socks (?) as a hand warmer (?)]
[Naturally Dan Feng does not do what she wants and leans in to kiss her stupid instead. He smells like wood smoke and herbs for some reason, and there's a smudge of soot across his jaw.]
Why do I have to ask? I own Heng'er and Yuan'er. I own the Mourning Actor Heng'er, he is merely unaware. Yingxing is [He twitches again,] wherever I am. If I say I want you here then you are here. Do you not like this room? There are many. But some are drafty.
Valencia you know what my kidneys look like. You put them back in. You eat my carrots for me. You feed my Tottonids.
You- took me back on your ship after - [His gaze goes distant in that distinct way that means he's thinking about one (1) specific man.] he threw me out of an airlock. You know what I look like when I'm truly asleep, because I do so on your bed. What do you think?
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SHOULDER RAMS THE DOOR SO HARD IT FUCKING BREAKS ]
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The room she’s in apparently opens into a small courtyard, lifted from it by a wooden deck. Dan Feng is wearing her clothes - the scarf in question, one of her overcoats around his elbows, and one of her socks (?) as a hand warmer (?)]
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just kind of stares out at the courtyard, baffled, then back to him--
and puffs with indignation. ]
Take them off!
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She makes an irritated noise, but she's dizzy and disoriented and his smell is different enough that it gives her pause and--
She pushes at his shoulders, after a moment, to tilt her head away. ]
Dan Feng--
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Dan Feng twitches, but he doesn't look away from her, opting to bury his face in her hair instead.]
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... Where am I?
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[ exhales slowly. ]
Why did you-- you could have just asked me to visit. Take my clothes off before you rip them. Peanuts are fine.
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... I don't own this. I don't have the funds for this.
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It is ours. Communal. Are you stupid?
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Did... you ask the others if I was allowed here? You have to ask...
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Why do I have to ask? I own Heng'er and Yuan'er. I own the Mourning Actor Heng'er, he is merely unaware. Yingxing is [He twitches again,] wherever I am. If I say I want you here then you are here. Do you not like this room? There are many. But some are drafty.
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They have... their own thoughts and feelings. If they don't want a stranger here, I can't...
...
I would have rather have a room that I wasn't drugged and locked in though.
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[And then as if that wasn't incredibly concerning,] I wish to live with my family again all under one roof. You will all get together; have patience.
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[ quiet, for a moment. ]
"Family?"
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Are we not?
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... You want that?
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You- took me back on your ship after - [His gaze goes distant in that distinct way that means he's thinking about one (1) specific man.] he threw me out of an airlock. You know what I look like when I'm truly asleep, because I do so on your bed. What do you think?
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Her cheeks darken, and she looks away for a moment, her feathers fluffing. ]
I didn't... think you thought of it that way.
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Take my clothes off. Then come here.
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[Comes closer first, and then reaches for her clothes??? The ones she's wearing???]
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No, these.
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