[The other disciples of the sect are probably at least helpful enough to drop Anya off at the top. There won't be so many stairs. Unfortunately, there are still stairs.
Those stairs are short, but spill him out to her in a bit of a heap on the ground--he had tripped at the top, face blazing red. She really shouldn't have said she was excited to see him when he was running full force to greet her. Not too becoming of a sect leader, and the skin of his face stays the color of a tomato.
Almost immediately, he goes from lying to standing, leaping up to his feet. His hands frantically try to sort out his robes.] I'm here! I-- [He freezes when he looks up finally to focus on her. She's in something different.
[there are so many damn stairs, but at least they lead to her disaster het.
When he falls flat on his face, she startles and immediately begins to head for him - slower than she normally would, unfortunately. Closet full of dresses and short shorts at it is, she's not used to her hemline being quite so... long... So she's still figuring out how to move even slightly faster in these draping robes, but it's fine, she'll get there eventually.]
Ling! У тебя все нормально? Are you okay?
[Though once she does arrive on the same landing as him, it's automatic how her hands reach out for his, not minding his gawking. It has been way too damn long since she got to hold his hand?]
[It comes shooting out of him, and while he doesn't jerk away from her, he does jerk as if she's scalded him. She has, but not physically. He cannot believe-- What is this?! Gently, he grabs her by the wrist, will not let her step close to him at all.
He gawks when he appraises her, raising her arms up.]
Well, there's no hiding the disappointment on her face when he keeps the distance between them, brow furrowing as she tilts her head in confusion. That said, she's as easy to lead as ever, raising her hands up as he moves her limbs around, the silks and cloths shifting with the motion.]
Mm? Nie said I could stop to see him first so I could wear clothes that - гармонировать? Ah - do not look odd here, but...
[She pouts, just a little.]
Does it look bad on Anya? Maybe does not suit me...
[SECT LEADER NIE, WHY?! Again, his mouth sort of drops open, but then he focuses, lowering her hands quickly. He tries to escape with his own, but Anya definitely probably won't let him, so he's trapped.]
N-No! I didn't say that! That's... that's not what I meant! I just didn't-- I mean, I wasn't expecting... [WOW. Sometimes, you simply need to hard reboot after blue screening, and that's okay.] You look nice! [Fuck.]
[She is absolutely not letting him - but it's gentle when she claims his hands, a request instead of a demand as her fingers try to curl around his before he gets too far. He still can pull away from her, but will he?
Though she blinks a few times as he trips and stumbles over himself before seeming to relax then, actually preening a bit from the compliment? Maybe he's the peacock but she sure does love praise, smiling even as pink dusts her cheeks just a bit.]
... you think so? Спасибо. Thank you.
You look good too.
[idk it just makes sense to give a compliment in return even though he doesn't dress different, she'll probably be more generous if he ever tries tokyo fashion
and then as for what she actually wants to say to him:]
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Those stairs are short, but spill him out to her in a bit of a heap on the ground--he had tripped at the top, face blazing red. She really shouldn't have said she was excited to see him when he was running full force to greet her. Not too becoming of a sect leader, and the skin of his face stays the color of a tomato.
Almost immediately, he goes from lying to standing, leaping up to his feet. His hands frantically try to sort out his robes.] I'm here! I-- [He freezes when he looks up finally to focus on her. She's in something different.
His mouth drops open.]
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When he falls flat on his face, she startles and immediately begins to head for him - slower than she normally would, unfortunately. Closet full of dresses and short shorts at it is, she's not used to her hemline being quite so... long... So she's still figuring out how to move even slightly faster in these draping robes, but it's fine, she'll get there eventually.]
Ling! У тебя все нормально? Are you okay?
[Though once she does arrive on the same landing as him, it's automatic how her hands reach out for his, not minding his gawking. It has been way too damn long since she got to hold his hand?]
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[It comes shooting out of him, and while he doesn't jerk away from her, he does jerk as if she's scalded him. She has, but not physically. He cannot believe-- What is this?! Gently, he grabs her by the wrist, will not let her step close to him at all.
He gawks when he appraises her, raising her arms up.]
Where--? Who gave you this?
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Well, there's no hiding the disappointment on her face when he keeps the distance between them, brow furrowing as she tilts her head in confusion. That said, she's as easy to lead as ever, raising her hands up as he moves her limbs around, the silks and cloths shifting with the motion.]
Mm? Nie said I could stop to see him first so I could wear clothes that - гармонировать? Ah - do not look odd here, but...
[She pouts, just a little.]
Does it look bad on Anya? Maybe does not suit me...
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N-No! I didn't say that! That's... that's not what I meant! I just didn't-- I mean, I wasn't expecting... [WOW. Sometimes, you simply need to hard reboot after blue screening, and that's okay.] You look nice! [Fuck.]
It--It looks nice!
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Though she blinks a few times as he trips and stumbles over himself before seeming to relax then, actually preening a bit from the compliment? Maybe he's the peacock but she sure does love praise, smiling even as pink dusts her cheeks just a bit.]
... you think so? Спасибо. Thank you.
You look good too.
[idk it just makes sense to give a compliment in return even though he doesn't dress different, she'll probably be more generous if he ever tries tokyo fashion
and then as for what she actually wants to say to him:]
I missed you.