week 5 curfew ft. our emotional support npcs

[rerouter]

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[yueshen]

[ san lang, who has been a bunny up to this point, hops off of xie lian's lap when he notes the weasel, shifting forms gracefully into a ferret mid leap and hopping over on his little legs to come lay next to the weasel. whatcha lookin at

while this happens, xie lian looks over at baraqiel, and then frowns, sympathetically. he lifts up the edge of one of his big sleeves and scooches a little closer, then starts fanning baraqiel with it, sounding a little rueful. ]

You must be terribly uncomfortable, Baraqiel... [ all those layers. ]

[grigori]

[ a chitter of greeting and a headrub from the weasel to the ferret. they should? be able to open the door fine? but of course they want to keep the warmth inside for the others, so the daemon appears to just be peeking under the crack. and also cooling off here.

baraqiel makes a noncommittal noise, but does turn his face towards the fanning. ]

It could be worse. [ meaning he is kind of sweaty, yeah. ] But you know we have conditions for taking the cloak or the mask off.

[yueshen]

[ san lang chitters back. hello! xie lian, meanwhile, continues to fan them, though, realization dawns slowly on his face. ]

...So if one of us asked you, despite there being a group of us. You could remove your cloak - and your mask?

[ oh....

there's a pause. ]

...Would you be more comfortable if that was the case...?

[grigori]

[


baraqiel assesses the group gathered. regards even kim. considers. the weasel glances over and chirps, once, in some sort of communication between it and its person. ]

... six would be a safe number. [ and he doesn't dislike anyone here. so. ]

[yueshen]

[ . . . ]

Then... Baraqiel, if you would be more comfortable, would you show us your true face?

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[grigori]

[ shifting to sit up, baraqiel moves to undo the clasp, first, letting the cloak slip back along with the hood. he folds it up and sets it atop the undercloak, wings shaking out a little before refolding now that he doesn't have to worry about the cloak itself anymore.

the mask comes off next, gold dust flaking off his face and fading away in shimmers. ]

[grigori]

[ and, probably to the shock of absolutely no one in this curfew PC, here is your watcher. except he's already reaching up to wipe away blood from the gnarled scar that is his eye. ] This is more tolerable than Cittàgazze, at least. But wearing the mask in here and bleeding at the same time is a trial in and of itself.

[evocationary]

[a beat, and then she wolf whistles? very loudly]

[grigori]

[ that gets a smirk at least, eyo ]

[rerouter]

[





she passes him a napkin for his eye but also

damn baraqiel you fine]

[grigori]

Thank you. [ he can produce some bandages and gauze and whatnot, but he needs to clean this up first. the blood does not diminish the attractiveness. ]

[rerouter]

You're welcome.

[She gives him a sympathetic smile. Sir, your impeccable chinese gay aura...]

We match, so...

[Their eye.]

[yueshen]

[ also unsurprising is the fact that xie lian clearly does not look surprised by this revelation of baraqiel's face.

he just smiles, reaching over with the edge of his sleeve, underneath baraqiel's eye and far from his injury, to carefully dab away some of the blood. ]

You're always so cold, so I can only imagine.

[ fuss fuss ] If you ever need to be asked, then I am happy to oblige - how nice it is, to see you.

[evocationary]

[gay activity? in my curfew? it's more likely than you think]

[rerouter]

[wow... is this celibussy?]

[grigori]

[ what gay activity, it's just two dudes sitting no feet apart because they're not gay. baraqiel tilts his head a little, frowning at xie lian using his sleeve to clean away blood. but he wisely does not say anything, and instead allows it, keeping very still so that he doesn't accidentally touch the injury itself. ] I think it would only be under certain circumstances.

[yueshen]

Then, how lucky we are, to be able to know you and see you in such a way.

[ there. he can't stop it, obviously, but it's a bit better. xie lian pulls his hand back and smiles at baraqiel. ] Oh - your braid, too!

[ and just. going to take the edge of the braid and move it off of baraqiel so he's not wearing a giant hair scarf anymore too!! stop doing this to yourself sir!!! he's like fluttering a little bit at the moment everyone gets to see baraqiel he's so glad. will smith poses. ] There.

[booksleeves]

[Oh, handsome.]

[grigori]

[ handsome and thankfully no longer uncomfortable ]

[powerplay]

[ Oooh, your eye sir... though she seems more fascinated by the hair probably. ]

[grigori]

[ he sees the Gaze. after sorting himself out, he moves and flips his bigger braid off from where it's scarfed over a shoulder. it's almost knee length, even braided like this. you may investigate. ]

[powerplay]

[ Damn!! Power's is pretty long too but it'd at least be above her waist maybe if she braided it? ]

You and Hairbun both, your hair is very long!

[voltadomar]

[... Neat.

Baraqiel gets a nod from where Kim's sitting.]

Good to see you.

[grigori]

[ neat! baraqiel settles in, and returns the nod. ] Lieutenant. Did you get a solution to your request?

[voltadomar]

I did. [Warmly.] Thank you.