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Hei (Li Shenshung) ([personal profile] mortemscintilla) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2013-11-05 10:55 pm

♦♦ 32ND CONTRACT - ANONYMOUS TEXT/ACTION

Oh perfect.

A light show. Just what's needed after a month of witches and possessed goats. Sure, everything seems mellow now. No zombies or general epidemics. But distractions are just that. Distractions. No amount of Burning Man rituals and fireworks take away from the fact that everyone is still stuck here. That's not exactly something worth celebrating.

Still, it could be worse. Pai could be gone. I could be back home. This 'perpetual darkness' theme could last more than 24 hours. Then there'd be no end to the belly-aching.

Of course that's a mixed blessing. Some of you are only tolerable in the pitch dark.

Options For Run-Ins:

Cafe
: You'll find him behind the display case, sliding in a fresh tray of pinwheel cookies, a sprinkling of flour on his nose. Canapes, bonfire toffee, sausage roll-ups, sticky chocolate pudding, baked apples with cinnamon ... It's like he's trying to kill the City with saccharin-induced diabetes. Maybe he is.

Hey. At least it's a tasty way to go.

Xanadu:
Crunching on a toffee-apple, he drifts through the park. Watching, not the brilliant displays in the dark sky, but his periphery. He's still in the habit of thinking operationally, and is as matter-of-fact about it as he is effective. But that doesn't mean he can't stop, for a moment, to listen to the crack-snap-pop of sparklers, or watch the glittering streaks of color exploding like supernovas above.

Anywhere Else: The dark is his element, and he utilizes the opportunity to explore. He stops by the City's outskirts, looking out at the sweep of the lakes, the glittering buildings, the glittering fireworks blossoming in the sky. Festivities seem to be dwindling, and who could've anticipated that he'd feel so rueful about that. Then again, all tonight is, is a lull, before some new curse threatens to snatch everything away in one big explosion of chaos. Whatever intervals of quiet he indulges in are irrelevant in the grand scheme of things.

Still he doesn't mind this pause. It makes things better and worse at the same time -- but sometimes it's necessary too.



[ ooc: Don't be fooled. Despite the general grumpiness, Hei is actually rather enjoying the fireworks. Backtagging friendly forevermore; I'll be very slow this week<3 ]
moonlitrequiem: (Just here maybe thinking)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-11-11 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[For once, if Yin was asked why she was there, she couldn't properly say. There was no definite reason, she simply decided she wanted to see Hei, so she went to the cafe where he worked.]

[After all, he went to where she worked all the time. Just in case, though, she stayed in the back. A mere observer of the pastries, as though she was uncertain of their worth and didn't know if she wanted them or not. Hei didn't have to interact with her if he didn't want to. She just wanted to do what he did....]
moonlitrequiem: (Frail and thin)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-11-12 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[It made her sound like a regular customer, though she didn't consider the possibility. The people around her were mostly uninterested, and those that might have noticed the pale, lithe girl enter and heard 'Li' address her also lost interest at such a mundane greeting.]

[Yin herself turned in the direction of the fluffy treats while her specter did the real observing.]


I just wanted to look.
moonlitrequiem: (Slightly confused)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-11-12 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Yin would have never considered the samples if Hei hadn't pointed them out. She studies the sheer for a while, silently. It wasn't even the items she wanted to look at, but Hei. Which was ridiculous, since her specter could do that for her from any distance, whenever she liked. But no, she wanted to be there.]

[Now that she was, she was looking over treats and now Yin was faced with making a decision. It was harder than it should have been. She could no longer eat, no longer get any sensation from the task, and it had been nearly pointless before.]

[In the end, she points to the smallest fruit tart.]
moonlitrequiem: (Actually speaking)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-11-18 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yin sees it all as his cover, and she will make no move to ruin that illusion. Hei needs his masks.]

[She nods to the offer for a drink, then answers softly:]
Tea. [She doesn't consider asking for a blend. She'll just leave that up to Hei.]
moonlitrequiem: (Frail and thin)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-11-24 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods to Hei, then picks a table out of the way, with rays of the sun to, hopefully, warm her a little. The conversation around her fails to gain her attention; none of it's relevant. She does, however, despite looking straight ahead, keep track of where Hei is bustling around.]

[She's unable to fully appreciate the beauty of the pot he's brought her, but she does turn towards it.]
moonlitrequiem: (Frail and thin)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-12-03 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[The delicacy of the tea pot meshes with Yin's own delicate appearance. And across from her, contrasting to her fragile lightness is Hei. Even as Li his coloring is still dark; black hair against his pale skin. But if there are any main differences between them, Yin's never considered them in such a nature. She just notices Hei for who he is.]

[Fortunately, any possible implications don't register for Yin. Hei has his ways of making himself clear when necessary to speak in code, so she takes no other meaning from his words about the tea. She gives a nod.]

[The tea is the only thing she touches. The tart remains on the tray. Yin eventually pushes it, slightly and slowly, in Hei's direction, indicating he should eat it. It will do nothing for her.]
moonlitrequiem: (Just here maybe thinking)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-12-08 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huang was still one of them, as was Mao. While she couldn't express it, Yin missed them.]

[Her eyes turned up, a fraction, to feel the tart slip into her mouth. There's no point in eating it, she can't really taste it, it isn't needed, it won't nourish her, but Yin takes a small bite.]
moonlitrequiem: (Frail and thin)

Cafe;

[personal profile] moonlitrequiem 2013-12-10 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Yin is fairly opposite in that respect. While she doesn't look back often, on occasion she will allow it, or will find her mind wandering back. But partly, she does so because there is no fear of getting trapped in the past. Her limited emotions allow for it to be nothing more than a replay of events.]

[She steps back just as easily as she stepped into the memories. Yet, she continues to hit the replay button.]

[Right now, all of that is furthest from her mind, Hei being the forefront. He, too, is illuminated, the sun almost piercing and painful behind him. Still, Yin uses her observer spirit to keep looking at him.]

[The tart, one small bite taken from it, is left at the side. Their silence, much like the peace she finds with July, is companionable and mutual. There's no strained need for conversation and an awkward search for words. No pressure. Just Hei and Yin. They fail to be any simpler.]