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farsickness2020-06-22 06:38 pm
radishlobbyist) wrote in farsickness2020-06-22 06:38 pm
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WHO: Wen Qing + OPEN
WHEN: late June
WHAT: Moping at the tavern, also catch-all for your wildcard options
WHERE: Gazin tavern
As a rule, Wen Qing doesn't like Gazin's taverns much. They are far rowdier than the ones she is used to and you can't even get a bowl of decent rice wine.
Yet these days, she can often be found going to the tavern when her work at the apothecary is done, sitting at some out-of-the way table and taking in the background noises while she nurses a cheap ale which she barely touches over the course of the evening.
She looks quite lonely sitting there all by herself in the nice red woolen dress Xue Yang gifted her, never trying to involve herself in conversation and politely refusing when someone offers her a drink.
The only thing that gets her animated is when one of her patients from the apothecary seeks her out asking for advice or complaining about her illnesses, then she will listen patiently no matter how long-winded or oversharing the diatribes become.
One night, there's something of a stir all of a sudden as she leaps to her feet, holding the wrist of a boy who had been reaching for her bag of coins. "Now what was that?" she asks sternly, "I'm not drunk. You will have to try harder if you want to steal from me."
WHEN: late June
WHAT: Moping at the tavern, also catch-all for your wildcard options
WHERE: Gazin tavern
As a rule, Wen Qing doesn't like Gazin's taverns much. They are far rowdier than the ones she is used to and you can't even get a bowl of decent rice wine.
Yet these days, she can often be found going to the tavern when her work at the apothecary is done, sitting at some out-of-the way table and taking in the background noises while she nurses a cheap ale which she barely touches over the course of the evening.
She looks quite lonely sitting there all by herself in the nice red woolen dress Xue Yang gifted her, never trying to involve herself in conversation and politely refusing when someone offers her a drink.
The only thing that gets her animated is when one of her patients from the apothecary seeks her out asking for advice or complaining about her illnesses, then she will listen patiently no matter how long-winded or oversharing the diatribes become.
One night, there's something of a stir all of a sudden as she leaps to her feet, holding the wrist of a boy who had been reaching for her bag of coins. "Now what was that?" she asks sternly, "I'm not drunk. You will have to try harder if you want to steal from me."
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There's a small smile on her face when she turns her attention back to Song Lan.
"You are kind towards all people, even the lowest," she notes, not that it surprises her with his reputation, but... Well, it is still noteworthy, it warrants respect. "And you don't need to burden yourself with worry for me. I have food and shelter, and I have protectors in you and your partners." As for the rest... She looks down at the table as if the wine stains were particularly interesting. "At home, I would care for my brother. He is not here. It takes... adjusting."