jikan_rpg | Jiang Cheng's birthday month!

Who: Jiang Cheng and YOU
What: Catch All for November
When:No n-- november??
Where: All over. Home, Work, the park?
Warnings: TBA in thread subjects as needed.

[At the Jin Household]
His sister said soup and Cheng had all but run to go see her. He also wanted to show her that the magic of the land or the gods or whomever was in charge of the random gifts what he had received in time for his birthday: Zidian.

[Working at Sakuranbo]
Jiang Cheng is a server, not a performer. He brings drinks and food to the patrons and tries to avoid looking at the screens. His brother enjoys toying with him and making extra noise and motion just to embarrass him. He's a little grateful that the low lighting helps hide the perpetual flush on his cheeks. That is, until he sees his next table. Steeling himself, he strides forward, trying to keep professional as he introduces himself and questions about the order.

[Random park]
Who knew that learning how to ride a bicycle was going to be a bruising experience? Not him! Still cursing the little contraption out, Cheng finally gives into shedding his robes and keeping to the undershirt and pants so he doesn't get his clothing stuck in the spokes for the twentieth time. He sports a few scrapes here and there and has already cussed someone out for providing 'friendly advice.'

"If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked for it!"

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Not limited to these things! If you want some random scene, let me know!

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He, in turn, smiles back. The house is big and extravagant-specifically for Jin. How lonely was it?

"You and A-Ling are well?" Despite his birthday, he wants to make certain is family is not too lonely for the time being.

It was lonelier than what her brother would think, even with herself and her son living in it. There was far too much quiet to the house. Something that she didn't particularly like, but was slowly getting used to.

"We're doing well, A-Cheng. Adjusting to him being gone, but we'll get by."

He was sad for that fact only because it left his sister alone again. And it doubled his determination to try and keep her mind occupied as much as possible.

"If ever you're in need of having the place filled with noise, I can always drag Wuxian here more often." The suggestion was genuine and with tender feelings. She did not have to maintain this house all by herself-but he was not going to offer the obvious, either. He still had his pride.

So far the only thing that kept her mind pre-occupied was the garden and her son. Otherwise, her mind tended to stray a bit and it wasn't something that she was particularly happy about. No one could have anticipated Jin Zixuan leaving, definitely not her.

"Don't offer that, A-Cheng," she says softly. "Because I would rather this place always filled with noise than with silence." Don't offer something that isn't doable. Her brothers had lives outside of her, after all.

He knows it's not a slight. But all the while that vicious hiss goes 'And yet another place you don't belong to.' That cutting, sibilant side of him that he knows his sister possesses but isn't as prone to letting it flourish.

"You said there was soup?" He had to change the subject. The last thing Cheng wanted to do was get in a fight with Yanli. "They have the proper lotus here?"

No, it wasn't a slight. Jiang Yanli had more decorum then that. She just didn't want her brother to offer anything he wasn't willing to give. As she'd mentioned, she'd rather the house be filled with noise. She would just never ask her brothers to move in with her and Jin Ling, no matter how much she wanted the home filled.

"I did," she tells him with a soft smile. There would be no fight, even if he voiced himself, she wouldn't fight. Though, she'd have to remind herself to ask her brother about that a bit later, before he left for the night. "I don't know about proper lotus, but an equivalent to it. A-Xian didn't complain about it. So, it must be close enough."

Even as she says it she moves to the kitchen to grab two bowls in order to serve them. She'd save some for Jin Ling too and put it away for later.

He looked around the home, noting things here and there that if it didn't need some sort of maintenance now, it would in the near future. Something to keep in mind. Cheng did not expect A-Ling to know how to repair homes-at least not to the expertise Jiang Cheng needed to learn. It was a way to keep both of their faces, even though he knew he didn't need to do that.

Striking up conversation was...hard. He didn't want to bring up Zixuan-or anything remotely close to him. As the soup was presented before him, he smiled in thanks and then the words spilled out of his mouth. "This place brought Zidian to me." He wanted to give hope. Lost things could return-but he didn't have Zidian when he first came here, either. Not like his sister would know that.

The place, for the most part, was standing and in good health. She wouldn't have her son help in the repairs if something went wrong with it anyway. If she couldn't do it herself then she had her brothers and if not her brothers the Lans. She knows that Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen both would help if asked.

At the mention of Zidian, however, she gives a soft smile," I bet that's a relief. A piece of home. Speaking of, when you came through, was Sandu with you?"

At the mention of his sword, Cheng sobered a bit, shaking his head. "No. It wasn't with me. I don't know why, either."

Was Yanli worried about intruders? While A-Ling was here, it still could be intimidating. And there was always the possibility of attack, whether it be minor burglaries or something more heinous.

"It wouldn't be difficult to find a jian, here. Even practice swords, too." He wrapped his hands around the bowl when presented with his portion, his eyes searching his sister's face. "Are you...concerned, A-Jie?"

She wondered what determined what came with a person and what didn't. Her own sword had showed up, the same as Zidian had for him. Which meant that it was possible for Sandu to show up, as well. Though, she wasn't overly worried. So, the question has her giving a soft smile.

"No, A-Cheng, not worried. My sword showed up and I was going to have you and A-Xian help me train. So that I have a way to protect myself if need be." Not that she thinks she'll need it, but it would probably put the mind of her brothers at ease, especially if she learns how to properly use her sword.

"I don't need Sandu for that." While he missed the blade, he knew his skills were within his body, not the weapon. "I can buy a practise sword. We can train."

In fact, he was excited about it. It was something to do and it was a way he could ensure his sister's safety. It was proven they weren't in each other's spaces all the time and he wanted to make certain that if they were all separated from each other, they could survive. Pleased with the thought, he blew on the first spoonful of soup and then sipped.

"A-Jie. I have pined for this for years. No one can make it the same."

Her brother was right, of course. He didn't need Sandu in order to help her train. She just knows that one's weapon was something to covet and keep close. An extension of one's self, as it were. That was something she's sure she learned more from their father than their mother. "I would like that, A-Cheng."

The way she saw it? If she could protect herself, then everything would be fine. Besides, this place could pull just about anything at any given moment. She wasn't going to be blindsided by that. She does, however, watch her baby brother and gives a soft smile.

"Well, you can have it as much as you want, A-Cheng. I plan to make quite a bit of it."

Jiang Cheng's birthday month!

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