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westwhere2021-12-04 10:14 pm
eternallywandering) wrote in westwhere2021-12-04 10:14 pm
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[Closed] Ask what you will.
WHO: Zhou Zishu & Rufus Shinra
WHEN: December 2nd - before things get too heated with the coup.
WHERE: A random hall and then a garden. Zishu can't resist the flowers.
WHAT: Two leaders bonding.
WARNINGS: Might be talk of torture/death/loss. There will be warnings in the headers.
Thanks to the feverish actions of his stubborn, loving husband (and various healers), Zhou Zishu is able to work and wander around freely. His disguise is impeccable; to the eyes of strangers, he will look polished and perfectly healthy. He suspects there is a spell on him, but he doesn't wholly mind it. Because of it, he isn't asked uncomfortable questions.
The first time he sees Rufus, he nods to him from the other side of the hall, unsure if an approach would be welcome. The circumstances of foreigners varies wildly and he has been lucky. Standing in an audience chamber for several hours or more is really no chore compared to what others have to do.
"Hello." he gives voice to the greeting regardless of his uncertainty, "Are you new?"
WHEN: December 2nd - before things get too heated with the coup.
WHERE: A random hall and then a garden. Zishu can't resist the flowers.
WHAT: Two leaders bonding.
WARNINGS: Might be talk of torture/death/loss. There will be warnings in the headers.
Thanks to the feverish actions of his stubborn, loving husband (and various healers), Zhou Zishu is able to work and wander around freely. His disguise is impeccable; to the eyes of strangers, he will look polished and perfectly healthy. He suspects there is a spell on him, but he doesn't wholly mind it. Because of it, he isn't asked uncomfortable questions.
The first time he sees Rufus, he nods to him from the other side of the hall, unsure if an approach would be welcome. The circumstances of foreigners varies wildly and he has been lucky. Standing in an audience chamber for several hours or more is really no chore compared to what others have to do.
"Hello." he gives voice to the greeting regardless of his uncertainty, "Are you new?"
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But just to make sure he dialed a number he knew by heart but nothing connected. There was no hint of any kind of cell network and he wasn't going to be able to contact anyone. He seemed to be alone here, at least for the time being. It was both reassuring and concerning- he would have to survive.
He had been occupied with trying to get a signal he hadn't noticed Zishu approach him until the man spoke up next to him. The phone was tucked away as he admits defeat for now. He gives him a nod, a polite smile on his lips.
"Yes, I've arrived just a few days ago."
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"Did that come with you?" he points at the phone, "It will serve you little in this land." and now he smiles apologetically, "We are limited, but if you need to call for help, I suggest using the communications device given to you."
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The last time he had been without them he had been kidnapping so this experience of being on his own was liberating. No one had recognized him so far but even so, he had traded his white for more practical clothes so that he could blend in, just in case.
"How many otherwolders are there here?"