[if Yan Qing feels that desperate earnestness, then it's because Robin has made no steps to hide it. nothing was done to stop the tiny voice that still cries to be a knight, that still somehow influences him to do the righteous and just thing, that wants to be a hero. the danger he felt like a breath down his neck, like he felt another type of breath in his mouth just moments prior.
they slow and he doesn't let go as he catches his breath, feet dragging and his head tilting back as he gasps at the cold air. it's a question towards his well-being that has him dropping the grip and rubbing at his face roughly.]
No. [HE'S NOT FINE. what the hell was that...? all he wanted was to go out and drink a bit to have some fun for the holidays.]
That was the Umbris, right? Why are they after you?
Not the Umbris. Their enemies. I foiled their operations a while back, but they got magic of their own... I can't take them on alone again.
[Not tonight. And definitely not with Robin.]
It doesn't matter. Let's just go somewhere else.
[Yan Qing tugs on his hand again. He can tell Robin's angry, and as much as he knows he's annoying, he doesn't want to cause more trouble for him than he already has. That's always been the case, though, hasn't it? No matter how hard he tries, he'll screw up one way or another.]
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all i remember is it's a comic where his bird died ((((:
[oh. even better, Robin thinks with a lot of sarcasm as his shoulders sag.
there's a different question on his mind, then. why is Yan Qing making enemies of all the Big Boys here? there's no reason to, is there? Ritsuka out there fighting all by herself, he said.
if anybody knows how to leave this place, he supposes it would be groups just like those.]
The two of us can't take them on when we're sober, let alone one when he's drunk.
[it's stating the obvious but he feels like it needs to be said. before his hand is tugged.]
... Yeah. Fine, okay. [Level 3 might be off limits. leaving the residential Middle Lunatia or high-class Level 1.
he'd pick 2 over 1, any day. actually.]
Seeing as you gifted me with some rice wine and I keep my cupboards stocked, let's just go back to my apartment. I've had enough excitement.
[Robin is really out here offering to take Yan Qing back to his place after fake-but-not-really making out.]
[He tells himself not to smile, but he's there grinning like an idiot for a second. All because a guy was nice to him for a night. Stupid. Impressing Robin isn't the reason he was late, and he sure as hell won't be impressing Robin now. But it seems like Robin's not too concerned about that.]
That's too bad! It doesn't sound like you have, if you're taking me home like that. [Then he gives him a light punch to the shoulder.] I'm just kidding. Lead the way, pretty boy.
[There's something different about the way he says that now, almost like he means it. Does he? He walks ahead to keep Robin from guessing.]
C'mon, let's go. And... Thanks for earlier. It was good.
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they slow and he doesn't let go as he catches his breath, feet dragging and his head tilting back as he gasps at the cold air. it's a question towards his well-being that has him dropping the grip and rubbing at his face roughly.]
No. [HE'S NOT FINE. what the hell was that...? all he wanted was to go out and drink a bit to have some fun for the holidays.]
That was the Umbris, right? Why are they after you?
Why is he bleeding in that icon wtf
[Not tonight. And definitely not with Robin.]
It doesn't matter. Let's just go somewhere else.
[Yan Qing tugs on his hand again. He can tell Robin's angry, and as much as he knows he's annoying, he doesn't want to cause more trouble for him than he already has. That's always been the case, though, hasn't it? No matter how hard he tries, he'll screw up one way or another.]
all i remember is it's a comic where his bird died ((((:
there's a different question on his mind, then. why is Yan Qing making enemies of all the Big Boys here? there's no reason to, is there? Ritsuka out there fighting all by herself, he said.
if anybody knows how to leave this place, he supposes it would be groups just like those.]
The two of us can't take them on when we're sober, let alone one when he's drunk.
[it's stating the obvious but he feels like it needs to be said. before his hand is tugged.]
... Yeah. Fine, okay. [Level 3 might be off limits. leaving the residential Middle Lunatia or high-class Level 1.
he'd pick 2 over 1, any day. actually.]
Seeing as you gifted me with some rice wine and I keep my cupboards stocked, let's just go back to my apartment. I've had enough excitement.
[Robin is really out here offering to take Yan Qing back to his place after fake-but-not-really making out.]
LMAO FUCK
[He tells himself not to smile, but he's there grinning like an idiot for a second. All because a guy was nice to him for a night. Stupid. Impressing Robin isn't the reason he was late, and he sure as hell won't be impressing Robin now. But it seems like Robin's not too concerned about that.]
That's too bad! It doesn't sound like you have, if you're taking me home like that. [Then he gives him a light punch to the shoulder.] I'm just kidding. Lead the way, pretty boy.
[There's something different about the way he says that now, almost like he means it. Does he? He walks ahead to keep Robin from guessing.]
C'mon, let's go. And... Thanks for earlier. It was good.
[As in, it was a good call.
Don't get ideas!!!!]
LAKJLDKJG I LIKE HOW YOU LAUGH ABOUT IT
with a scowl, Robin rubs his shoulder. how is he supposed to lead the way when Yan Qing walks ahead? whatever. he'll follow behind, anyway.]
You're talking about the beer, right? You're thanking me for the beer.
[HE DOESN'T WANT TO GET IDEAS.]
Don't mention it.
[NO MATTER WHAT HE MEANT.]