[ The general chaos of arrival is generally settling...and Tatara realizes he has no idea who his neighbor is.
So, pick your favorite time of day. That's when Tatara gives a loud knock on 2-1's door, because some self introductions are in order. Hello!! Hello!! ]
So, pick your favorite time of day. That's when Tatara gives a loud knock on 2-1's door, because some self introductions are in order. Hello!! Hello!! ]
[ Jing Yuan takes a cookie and Tatara bursts out laughing. At least wait until they're sitting down—?! Actually, no, he would probably do the same thing. ]
Something like that!
[ He takes a few steps forward, trying to weasel his way into Jing Yuan's room. Let him in!! ]
I realized I didn't know who was living next to me. So I thought I'd say hi!
Something like that!
[ He takes a few steps forward, trying to weasel his way into Jing Yuan's room. Let him in!! ]
I realized I didn't know who was living next to me. So I thought I'd say hi!
[ Hehe! If Tatara was unsure or scared at first, that's all gone now. If this guy is nudging him like that, then they'll probably get on fine.
When let inside, he shuffles in, taking a brief sweeping stock of the area, then plucks a cookie from the plate for himself. ]
I don't yet. That's why I came to say hi.
[ He puts the plate of cookies down on the nearest flat surface (that isn't the floor), and then he sits on the second nearest flat surface (that isn't the floor). As he's munching— ]
What's your name?
When let inside, he shuffles in, taking a brief sweeping stock of the area, then plucks a cookie from the plate for himself. ]
I don't yet. That's why I came to say hi.
[ He puts the plate of cookies down on the nearest flat surface (that isn't the floor), and then he sits on the second nearest flat surface (that isn't the floor). As he's munching— ]
What's your name?
[ He can take a playful grandpa. At least it doesn't seem like his neighbor expects super manners from him, and that's a huge relief. ]
Same here! It's nice to finally meet you, Jing Yuan.
[ Chinese...? No, he doesn't really look it...?
Anyway, the cookies go onto the desk and Tatara sits backwards on the chair. He smiles pleasantly. ]
How have you been settling in so far?
Same here! It's nice to finally meet you, Jing Yuan.
[ Chinese...? No, he doesn't really look it...?
Anyway, the cookies go onto the desk and Tatara sits backwards on the chair. He smiles pleasantly. ]
How have you been settling in so far?
[ That pulls a little chuckle out of Tatara. Moving at his own pace, huh? "Western wizards move at their own pace" is a sentence straight from one of the sage's handbook. Would he be right if that's what his guess was?
He props his chin on the back of the chair. ]
So long as you're practicing your magic somehow, I don't see why not.
[ He's got like...an air around him, you know? Tatara can probably leave him to his devices. ]
He props his chin on the back of the chair. ]
So long as you're practicing your magic somehow, I don't see why not.
[ He's got like...an air around him, you know? Tatara can probably leave him to his devices. ]
Ooh...
[ Are we sure this is an otherworldly wizard? Because he reminds Tatara of some of the old ones.
He chuckles, not exactly expecting the proposal. ]
Not really. But do you want a special project? I guess I could come up with something for you if that'll help.
[ Are we sure this is an otherworldly wizard? Because he reminds Tatara of some of the old ones.
He chuckles, not exactly expecting the proposal. ]
Not really. But do you want a special project? I guess I could come up with something for you if that'll help.
[ And Tatara laughs again, leaning deeper onto the chair. ]
Aww, don't worry about my work. It's not that important. [ It is. ]
How about you, hmm... [ He pauses to think, before holding a finger up in the air. ] Learn how to make a cake with magic?! Then we'll all have something to celebrate the fruits of your hard work with!
[ Not particularly concerned if Jing Yuan even knows how to bake in the first place... ]
Aww, don't worry about my work. It's not that important. [ It is. ]
How about you, hmm... [ He pauses to think, before holding a finger up in the air. ] Learn how to make a cake with magic?! Then we'll all have something to celebrate the fruits of your hard work with!
[ Not particularly concerned if Jing Yuan even knows how to bake in the first place... ]
[ The way he looks at Jing Yuan doesn't look like much, on the surface. He's just smiling at him. But the glint in his eye says don't worry about my work, and he won't take no for an answer.
He is glad that Jing Yuan takes the suggestion seriously, though. ]
Hmm... I like chocolates. [ He isn't picky either way, but the most important thing is— ] Do you know what red velvet is?
He is glad that Jing Yuan takes the suggestion seriously, though. ]
Hmm... I like chocolates. [ He isn't picky either way, but the most important thing is— ] Do you know what red velvet is?
( Sometime in the evening, a little before normal people sleep, there will be a soft knock at Jing Yuan's door.
Should he open it, he'll find a Mika - seeming uneasy about his decision to approach someone he's bitten up, for once, but sticking to his choice now that he's made it. )
Should he open it, he'll find a Mika - seeming uneasy about his decision to approach someone he's bitten up, for once, but sticking to his choice now that he's made it. )
[ The morning after Khun and Mika's fiasco, Jing Yuan will get a knock on his door. If he answers it, he'll see Yamato standing outside with a warm cup of tea in his hand. Just one, though. ]
Hey. How are you feeling?
Hey. How are you feeling?
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