[ mood, dude. lu bixing is out here, for a walk. his coat is hanging off his shoulders, and he's holding something in his fingertips that appears to be smoking slightly, but when he sees date, he taps it out absently. ]
[ he doesn’t respond for a moment. but, if lu bixing is watching, he’ll see date’s head tilt to one side after a couple of seconds, like he’s realised he’s not alone.
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w2, saturday post trial
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...Date?
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and then he just waves a hand. ]
Looking for some quiet and… well—“fresh” air too?
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[ that pretty much covers it. he stands not too close, really - sticks a hand in his pocket and stares up at the sky overhead instead of at date. ]
Somewhere to think, or, maybe somewhere not to think. I"m not really sure which yet.
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