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week three | match ceremony
We're back, baby!
The courtyard is lit up with lanterns all over and there is now a second special couch near the Furina and Ringo couch from last week. This is the Verso-Nico couch, if they want to sit in it. But they don't have to! Live your truth, boys! Go sit with your situationships instead!
Wei Wuxian is here, still looking happy after his absence this week, and he is dressed to impress in NOT a hanfu this time, but a modern look. He's liking it, honestly. Look at him sparkle!
"Congratulations, my friends! You are once again free from a blackout and losing a wish as you found a perfect match at yesterday's truth booth. Good job!" Wei Wuxian explains, twirling his flute in his fingers as per usual. "You might still get no lights again otherwise but, uh, let's hope not! I believe in you!"
... Does he?
Either way, he bounces on his feet and calls out, "Team Suibian, it's time to make your picks!" Looks like we're ready to go.
The courtyard is lit up with lanterns all over and there is now a second special couch near the Furina and Ringo couch from last week. This is the Verso-Nico couch, if they want to sit in it. But they don't have to! Live your truth, boys! Go sit with your situationships instead!
Wei Wuxian is here, still looking happy after his absence this week, and he is dressed to impress in NOT a hanfu this time, but a modern look. He's liking it, honestly. Look at him sparkle!
"Congratulations, my friends! You are once again free from a blackout and losing a wish as you found a perfect match at yesterday's truth booth. Good job!" Wei Wuxian explains, twirling his flute in his fingers as per usual. "You might still get no lights again otherwise but, uh, let's hope not! I believe in you!"
... Does he?
Either way, he bounces on his feet and calls out, "Team Suibian, it's time to make your picks!" Looks like we're ready to go.
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-- I'm kidding, Makoto-san. We can always get you appropriate clothes later.
[ A grin as he reaches over to take his hat back, slipping it back on and turning his gaze back over the group, skimming over the camera-men. Tries not to wonder if that little moment of theirs was caught on film. ]
As you might be able to guess, I'm not very ... [ hm. Wording. ] I'm more the indoors type, on my days off.
[ What does he even do on days he isn't chasing ghosts? Videogames (even those, usually streamed for some extra income), research, catching up on much-needed sleep. That's it, he thinks. A little embarrassing in this context. ]
I don't often go places just for fun. So I'm afraid I'm a little dry on suggestions ... but this is our last chance to do something indulgent on the production's dime. Is there anything that comes to mind for you?
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[it's simply not what he wants for their final week. that's all. business matters are for future Edamura and Rom. making the most of the one week they have left without any responsibilities weighing on their shoulders is for now]
[and so Edamura follows Rom's gaze towards the cameramen, knowing that their moment was almost certainly captured on film somewhere, and for some reason. . . his brain keeps skipping towards that idle remark. some time away from the group, Rom had said. honestly? some time away from everyone would be nice. they really haven't had the chance to just be alone-- save for that quick fifteen minutes back at the arcade-- have they? but he is sure the camera crew will be watching him like a hawk next week, especially considering how many times he had ditched them and/or broke their equipment. and while there is. . . a certain space. . . in the house.. . that affords them plenty of privacy, it feels a little. . . too soon. even if all they were to do was slip in there alone to talk]
[. . .]
[though. . . perhaps. . .]
[. . .]
[a grin stretches across Edamura's features as he turns back to Rom, one eye slipping shut in a li'l wink]
-- yes, actually. Something does.
[he would probably have to pay some people off, but whatever. bribery is a perfectly acceptable tactic in the world of scam artists]
It's outdoors, but it'll be at night. Someplace pretty secluded! [a pause] It'd be even better if there were no spirits, but I admittedly don't know how to check for that beforehand. . .
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Oh? I see. I'll be looking forward to your selection, then.
[ A low chuckle before he winks back. It's not a standard part of the role he usually plays, so it's not quite as natural as Edamura's, but a little deviation should be fine, probably. ]
Well, you don't need to worry about that last part. Regardless of how the place might be, I'll guarantee no ghosts will be bothering us.
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[. . . it's pretty cute. . . with a slightly widening grin, he rocks forward to rest his elbow on Rom's shoulder. the man is taller than him by a few inches so it is no easy feat. whatever. CONFIDENCE CARRIES HIM]
Great! Then it's a-- [. . . . . . . . ]
[hhhhhhhhhhh]
. . . it's a date!
[preferably. . . not. . . just one for show. . .?]