[Lavi is in their room, roomie rights... He's scratching absentmindedly at his bandages like this will help, but immediately stops when he sees Bixing.]
[ oh, got it in one. he's getting just a slightly scolding furrow of the eyebrows when he sees him itching, but. beyond that, it's lavi, and the question gets to lu bixing's core. he sighs, reaching up and rubbing a hand over his face. ]
...Not good. [ sorry, lin, he's gonna out you. lu bixing smells a little like cigarette smoke even coming into the room, which suggests that his poor space husband is perhaps chain smoking like a motherfucker today. ] They'd gotten really close.
[ a pause. ] Don't tell him I told you, though. [ and in more important news: ] ...How are you?
[The smell is recognizable, and also -- nostalgic, in a way that makes his heart hurt for entirely different reasons. But there's a difference between Bixing and Bookman -- one with feelings and the other who'd advise against them.
Though they'd both ask after Lavi, just like this.]
Lips are sealed.
[he'll protect bixing and jingheng's secrets for lyfe]
...Still coughing. But it hasn't gotten any worse. [he thinks.....] I'm just pissed about Cosmos.
[ the coughing... worries him, honestly, but he doesn't say anything about it. right now the more pressing issue is the loss of nameless, and he nods, mouth drawing into a line. ]
...yeah. Me too.
[ their poor baby. ] I wonder if it will be as unnecessarily cruel as it was last week.
[at that, Lavi's expression darkens, and he sinks to the floor to sit down.]
...Any kind of force would be cruel. He couldn't row, couldn't hold up a harpoon. That kid... He told me he only knew magic, and even then he said it hurt to cast.
[ lmao. lmao!!!! yeah!!!! yeah!!! lu bixing reaches up and scrubs a hand over his own face at that, exhaling - keeping still for a long moment like that as he boxes up whatever reaction that's giving him. how cruel. ]
... mm. I hate to say it, but, I wonder if someone targeted him on purpose for that reason exactly.
...You mean, like they had the idea already before Thursday night? Or that they saw him awake and went after him?
[granted, there have been two murders, but Lavi still doesn't have a pulse on how they really work so far. Talking to Bucky and Four hadn't answered those questions.]
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Hey... [...] How's Jingheng?
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...Not good. [ sorry, lin, he's gonna out you. lu bixing smells a little like cigarette smoke even coming into the room, which suggests that his poor space husband is perhaps chain smoking like a motherfucker today. ] They'd gotten really close.
[ a pause. ] Don't tell him I told you, though. [ and in more important news: ] ...How are you?
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Though they'd both ask after Lavi, just like this.]
Lips are sealed.
[he'll protect bixing and jingheng's secrets for lyfe]
...Still coughing. But it hasn't gotten any worse. [he thinks.....] I'm just pissed about Cosmos.
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...yeah. Me too.
[ their poor baby. ] I wonder if it will be as unnecessarily cruel as it was last week.
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...Any kind of force would be cruel. He couldn't row, couldn't hold up a harpoon. That kid... He told me he only knew magic, and even then he said it hurt to cast.
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... mm. I hate to say it, but, I wonder if someone targeted him on purpose for that reason exactly.
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[granted, there have been two murders, but Lavi still doesn't have a pulse on how they really work so far. Talking to Bucky and Four hadn't answered those questions.]
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...Either, but the former, especially. I think at least one of our cases so far was premeditated, if not both.
[ considering
four and eto and the cannibalism shrieking. ]