#zouin

[sunsweets-arch]

         she stares at the bowls on the tray as if they were a foreign thing.  like there was something in them that she couldn't see that perhaps he might have.  she shake her head  --  what would she even gain from poisoning something ?       ❝  ..  my cooking isn't that bad.  you don't think i would actually poison it, do you ?  ❞     a wrinkle settles onto her forehead, brows knitting together.  they aren't close or anything  --  maybe there was gossip going around, or she was that suspicious ?    ❝  i don't know if i should be amazed or offended that you would think that i'm that brave.  ❞

         she takes a spoonful of the soup in his bowl and mixes it in her own before drinking a spoonful of the broth.  ❝  see ?  no poison.  i don't know what kind of enemies you have, but  ..  i don't think i'd have the heart to actually poison someone. maybe i'm just curious about you and making sure that you're not going to try and poison me.  ❞

@zouin , continued from here.

[reversescale]

@zouin -- ;

Self-titled the Gymnasium Car, the wide and spacious gymnasium was the designated area where members of the Express would train and keep fit. Of course, it was unrealistic for them to exercise the full extent of their abilities, but staying in shape was just as important as flashy abilities. Just as Dan Heng was finished running a few miles-worth of laps around the gym, the sound of someone else entering made him take pause, relaxing when it was a familiar face.

"Oh, Zouin. Did you... want to train here?"

[ioronta]

@zouin : fmk - zouin, zouin, zouin. :) for jy.

❛    i   will   choose   the   only   available   option,   then—   though   i   would   prefer   to   be   a   little   more   familiar   with   my   spouse-to-be.   ❜   it   appears   his   popularity   maintains   itself,   vastly   against   his   own   wishes.

[saintsdawn-a]

↬ @zouin says, “ play with me. ”

when needle and thread are in their hands, they may as well be dead to the world. too focused, too determined to finish one more stitch. but one becomes two, two becomes three. . .

if anyone could break through the haze, it would be him. zouin’s presence never fails to catch them. the close quarters make it near impossible.

a pause of the fingers. a twitch of the lips. of course they heard, and of course they’re curious. 

“ play with you ? ” half knowing, half questioning, but it ends with the abandonment of the project. florence shifts; all attention is on zouin. “ and what did you have in mind ? ”

[takeabbyte]

@zouin ☆ liked for a starter !

"if  you're  here  to  start  trouble,  i'd  just  turn  around  if  i  were  you."  the  other  boys  are  resting,  drained  after  the  performance  from  earlier.  and  they're  all  in  their  demonic  forms.  thankfully,  abby  had  left  the  room  to  grab  something  he'd  forgotten  when  he  spotted  this  person.  "what're  you  up  to?"

[saintsdawn-a]

↬ @zouin says, “ you should leave this place. you are not safe here. ”

leave? ( why would i leave? ) as stubborn as a loyal dog, feet rooting to the ground – the thought of leaving never crossed her mind. by now he ought to know better, and her disappointment is only outshined by her irritation.

“ no. ” meeting zouin’s gaze is a chore, but it is done without complaint. unflinchingly. pride is a fragile thing. “ i can handle my own, and we both know this. ”

[ioronta]

he shyly holds out a sumi-e painting towards the other; the general is pictured gazing off into the distance, seemingly unaware that he'd been zouin's muse. of course, the assassin is avoiding his eyes at all costs. he doesn't usually present his art to others willingly, which is why he feels so awkward right now.

@zouin. unprompted.

how   endearing.   gifts   such   as   that   weren't   overly   unusual—   jing   yuan   was   aware   of   his   particular   popularity   among   citizens   of   the   luofu.   that   said,   he   did   think   he   would   hold   on   to   that   particular   bit   of   artistry,   were   he   allowed   to.   the   painting   was   eyed   for   a   few   moment,   the   details   observed   carefully   before   he   offered   the   assassin   a   warm   smile.   ❛    you   have   quite   the   talent   for   painting,   ❜   he   remarked.   ❛    had   i   known   that   i   was   being   your   subject,   i   might   have   struck a pose.   ❜

[reversescale]

@zouin -- ;

"Don't tell Himeko, but I went ahead and made the coffee this morning."