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[longwei2go]

Jinjing Sawyl Longwei

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[heiroglyphs]

[Vera tries to stand for a moment, stumbling forward before catching herself on the arm of the couch.]

Shit I mean you were so pissed about it the last time we talked... I thought you threw it out or something.

[longwei2go]

Hey, easy! [ Yin's free hand moves to Vera's to keep her stable and seated, if that's possible. ] Just drink your water and stay on the couch.

[heiroglyphs]

I can stand if I want to...

[She pouts, but does as Yin says. Whatever, she could do a whole dance routine right now if she wanted. Who are you to say she can't?]

Well, it looks good on you, at least.

[longwei2go]

[ she sighs, then flexes her new fingers. ] Yeah, I gotta admit, it's pretty cool looking. Works well. Tough as hell. It's just — I still can't figure out why the hell those people at Retrospec sent it to me.

[heiroglyphs]

The same reason they sent me a tiara.

[She takes a sip of water.]

So they can fuck with your insecurities.

[longwei2go]

A ... tiara? [ not even broaching the issue of those being gifts unequal in measure, Yin bites her lip and tries not to laugh. ]

[heiroglyphs]

Yeah, yeah, get your princess jokes out of the way.

[She chugs the rest of her water in a huff.]

[longwei2go]

Who, me? Pfft. [ she's a good liar but not when the other person knows it's coming. ] I got those out of my system last time I was here.

[heiroglyphs]

Among other things.

[longwei2go]

[ Yin frowned hard. it takes a lot of self-control to keep from commenting on that. what better way to deflect than to focus on a more recent pain? ]

She move out already?

[heiroglyphs]

Yeah, she's long gone.

[Vera sighs, sinking back against the couch.]

Whatever, I'm used to being alone.

[longwei2go]

So, is the over-size shirt yours, or hers? [ yeah, she noticed. ]

[heiroglyphs]

[The heiress hugs her knees to her chest.]

It's her's...

[longwei2go]

[ Yin made a disapproving face. ] You were dating for... what? A month? Two?

[heiroglyphs]

Almost four. We've been keeping it a secret.

[longwei2go]

Really? Heh. Damn. I guess I was too slow.

[ for what? she doesn't explain. instead she just turns and heads on toward the doors to figure out which room was Vera's and which was Vic's. ]

[heiroglyphs]

[And she'll be surprised to find there is only one bedroom. The other room in the hallway is filled with gym equipment.]

We tried not to be too touchy in public, have people think we're good friends and not... good friends.

[longwei2go]

Uh-huh. Just gals being pals, right? [ she can spot the occupied room easy enough but the gym equipment surprises her. ] I know how...

Hell-o... What have we here?

[heiroglyphs]

What? What's "here"?

[She sits up on the couch to try and see what Yin is seeing.]

Ugh. You can't tell me to sit down then wander off like that.

[longwei2go]

The work-out room! [ Yin sticks her head into it, but raises her voice. ] I mean, this looks more like my jam than either of you. What gives?

[heiroglyphs]

They were mostly for Vic, I don't really know how half of them work. I pretty much just use the treadmill and some stuff for my arms and back.

[longwei2go]

The book nerd? I thought she looked a little more buff when I last saw her. Guess that explains it.

[ Yin steps into it and starts to get a closer look at the equipment. mostly checking if it was new or well-used and debating testing it out for herself. she picks up a dumbbell with her right hand and flexes it a few times. easy. ]

[heiroglyphs]

She... wanted to be in the Olympics.

[She wrings her hands in her lap, before getting up with a sigh and going into the kitchen to pour herself another drink.]

[longwei2go]

Seriously? Hah! [ there's some more clanging as she set the piece down and sat down on a bench. ] So is she just gonna leave it here? I mean, if you're not gonna use it...

[heiroglyphs]

[Sorry, Yin, she's not answering that. She's too busy sitting at the kitchen table with her head buried in her arms.]