‍ ‍‍ ‍ “ It's necessary. I am well aware he'll try to escape. ” ‍ ‍‍ ‍

❝ [ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɢᴏᴅ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴏʟᴀᴄᴇ?] ❞ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Independent portrayal.

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ Isn't he on bed rest right now? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ “ You either overexposed the tea or served me a low grade of tea leaves, or even perhaps used poor water quality, and this cup is considered spoiled tea, I do not advise you to show off now, given how simple your task has been. Or maybe I should just say good luck in finding people for your — ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ Your care, obviously? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ She raises an eyebrow, lingering her gaze on the young man before taking a new piece of paper and dipping the pen into the inkwell. ] Good. The enjoyers of bitter tea will surely need your assistance. [ She writes down the heading. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍ What? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ The rifle is pointed at the scientist without a doubt. The member of the Genius Society, isn't it? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ Right. Despite everything. She leans back, brows furrowed. ] I'm temporarily suspended from my duties, so I'll be free tonight. Would you like to come for a cup of tea? Hmm.. though, I do think Jiaoqiu would need...... Nevermind. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ I do imagine sweet teeth won't enjoy it, but luckily for you I prefer it this way. [ This time she finishes the paper and puts it in a pile of them, ending up raising her bright green eyes at the sitting man. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ They do prefer to stay within shouting distance? How bold of scientists. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ She eventually takes a sip with a straight face. Bitter and burning. Perfect. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ @theidolarcher.bsky.social Morning, Feixiao. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ @perceptionofself.bsky.social Scientists... Watari prefersvto stay miles away from them. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ Without a smile on his face, it looks more like he had lagged. She faintly smirks and rests her forehead on his shoulder, sighing and and holding his hand firmly. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

͙͘͡★ the express' path bridges the stars

On the "incubator," a "life" nurtured by the "rice cooker" popped out in perfection. The method with which life is created is miraculous. How romantic.

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ Even if /he/ and Feixiao trust her, she still has been locked during the incident. There are people above them who don't trust her. It irritated her greatly. Watari pulls Moze closer and lower, so that she can whisper into his ear. ] What a brave boy. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ My gratitude is yours. [ She says a bit sternly, not raising her eyes from the paperwork. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ She eyes this hand for a couple of moments and eventually emits a deflating sigh. As much as she wants distance herself from the whole the world now, her faith in Moze and Feixiao is stronger than this wish. She squeezes his hand in her. ] Nobody trusts me even after so much time. — ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ I am certain I feel much better than you and Jiaoqiu. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ Who can judge them? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ My body is in excellent condition. Not a scratch. [ Even painted nails are as if newly treated. She casts a nonechalant glance at them, then raises her eyes to stare into Moze's eyes without raising her chin. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ What about me? [ She sounds dry. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ At least you are fine, that's already something. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

he has become 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 to not speaking, but also to having people speak on his 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳.

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ [ She shall wait. For now, she's back to writing reports. ] ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ Make tea for me too, if it's not a trouble. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ What about your own wounds? Are you putting a brave face as well? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ‍

[Arbiter-General of the Xianzhou Yaoqing.] Feixiao I came up with a humble nickname for myself: "The Lacking General." - Lacking in worries, regrets and rivals.

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ Leans on her cane, observing the surroundings keenly. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ @mozedearest.bsky.social, how's Jiaoqiu doing? ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ @tenbirdsdecree.bsky.social, you look refreshed since the last time I saw you, miss Judge. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 ‍ ‍

‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 (are made to be broken (c), but anyways) ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐌𝐔𝐍 ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

‍‍ ‍‍ ꗃ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 (read before interact) ‍ ‍

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ My victory is a foregone 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍

𝐖. — I'll try to throw info tomorrow.

"𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆." 【 #HSRRP | #OCRP | #MVRP 】 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 | 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 | 𝑵/𝑺𝑭𝑾