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Su Xunxian ([personal profile] topoiran) wrote2021-03-21 04:19 pm

Open RP

Various and sundry
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2021-03-22 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Moran gives Xunxian a look. Then sighs.

"Come closer to the fire, Xunxian."

Really, now, with the situation they are in, is now the time for such precautions? But Su Xunxian wouldn't be Su Xunxian if he wasn't overly preoccupied with what Moran wants, even if all he wants right now is to not be eaten by zombies who by right should not exists.

"I think our 'saviors' took care of the ones in the most immediate areas, but there are some noise coming from the darkness that do not inspire confidence."

He looks at the quartz in his hand, then uses the crude leather lace to tie it around his neck. Better to have his hands free, even though he has nothing to serve as a weapon for now.

Suddenly, he frowns and pats himself down.

".... My fan is gone."
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2021-03-22 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Almost unconsciously, Moran relaxes against Xunxian. The heat they will get from this is minimal, but comfort is not something to scoff at in adverse circumstances.

From Xunxian's reaction, he can guess Xunxian is also missing his. Which is more troublesome, because Xunxian's fan is his weapon while Moran's mostly has sentimental value.

Moran squeezes Xunxian's forearm, ready to chastise him gently for making promises he doesn't know if he can keep, only to be stopped by the feel of the sheer silk, so fine it is barely there.

".... Xunxian, you're not dressed warm enough for this weather. Come here."

He's going to try and take off his outermost layer so they can at least share it It's not that much thicker than Xunxian's, but it's still better than nothing.