October Catch-all --a little early.

[jc_superstar]

⌛ Who: Jiang Cheng and Kinn Theerapanyakul
⌛ What: Neandering around town
⌛ When: Tail end of September but October (spoopy season)
⌛ Where: Wherever!
⌛ Warnings: TBD in threads



[Jiang Cheng, post qi deviation]

Once Cheng was strong enough to move around for more than ten minutes, he started trekking over to his friends houses to see how they were doing and to thank them for their help and apologize for causing so much trouble. With every friend he visited, he offered a fruit basket. If he thought cutting them would last, he would have.

He comes to the next home, takes a breath and then schools his face for a pleasant smile before knocking. All he had to do now was wait to be answered. Cheng fervently hoped that their relationship hadn't been ruined by the recent events.



[Jiang Cheng, Onsen]

Once he had recovered, he wanted to do ... something. Anything. He was tired of sitting in the house, tired of people hovering over him, worried about what he would do, if he would relapse. He just needed to get out of the house and relax a bit.

The best way he knew how was the Onsen. The incense was nice, the sound of water was soothing and Cheng was looking forward to relaxing, pampering himself with some expensive cleansers, and let the stress of the past three weeks drain out of him.



[Kinn, by the wharf]

Despite gathering evidence that overall, the place was relatively safe, Kinn still wanted to be prepared. So he made his way to the wharf where many had said one could find rare items, hoping he would find a seller who may have more than just information about firearms.

As he strolled through the allies, he walked with confidence as if he owned the place. His clothing was neat but not necessarily anything that would scream he was rich or in the wrong place. And as he walked, he considered the things he would change in the place. A floating market, some different variations in the market-maybe something foreign in terms of imports?

Evidently, he couldn't completely dismiss the mafia in him.








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Comments

[jc_superstar]

"I do."

If Baiyi thought Cheng was going to gasp and wonder how an ancestor and descendant could occupy the same time, he would be wrong. The younger had been in this place for far too long to be surprised like that.

"Though I have had more interaction with Kexing than Zhou Zishu. He happens to enjoy wine."

[yeoldmonster]

He wouldn't have been surprised if the other man had questioned his words, but the term he used was for a more personal reason. 'Ancestor' is the closest he's coming to actually state that those men are his family. He knows that technically, he isn't a direct line to either man but because of his friendship with Zhou Zishu's master and everything they'd been through, it's close enough. Otherwise, their relationship was a work in progress.

"Don't we all," he remarks mildly. "This is how you know him though? Because he shared wine with you?" Wanyin must not be a very close to his descendants then.

[jc_superstar]

"We're friends." He bristles just a bit at the offhanded way Baiyi dismisses the relationship. "Unless your people don't share wine and break bread as friends, that is."

He enjoyed Kexing's company and valued his counsel. He had even enjoyed some of Kexing's other traits but his feelings didn't go beyond a warm kinship and deep friendship. It could be labeled 'friends with benefits,' if it had continued in that direction but Cheng was no home wrecker.

[yeoldmonster]

"I asked how you knew him and you said you knew him because he enjoyed wine. Is there a reason you would not simply say you knew him because you were a friend?"

He didn't see his words had been dismissive. Baiyi had thought the opposite. It was Wanyin who had described the relationship in such meager terms. If that had been a joke, the immortal had missed it. He also hopes it never gets back to Wen Kexing that he ever spoke for his honor.

[jc_superstar]

"Is there a reason why you implied that he only has transient meetings with people because of his drink preferences?" This guy knew Kexing. Didn't he like him? If he was an inlaw, maybe not.

"We met because he nearly drank my frozen wine dry. Since then we have been friends." If this was an inlaw who didn't like his friend, then hell yes he would defend Kexing!

[yeoldmonster]

Baiyi frowns and tilts his head just a bit. Why were they both accusing the other one of saying the exact same insult?

"Something seems to have gone amiss with our words, young man." He doesn't know what and assumes the screw up has to be on Wanyin's end. Whatever the case, as long as Wen Kexing isn't being demeaned by anyone other than Baiyi himself. "Relax. There are no enemies here."

"What is frozen wine?" That peaks his interest. He'd tried the thing called 'ice cream' here and has made a steady diet of it since. Was this something similar?

[jc_superstar]

He still wasn't completely convinced but he would at the very least give the man the benefit of the doubt. "Frozen wine. It's...wine and fruit juice and frozen-not so much that it's a block of ice, but like slush in the winter rivers. A merchant retired and gave me his cart, so from time to time I go out with it."