ming yi.

[enfangs]

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week 0, friday.

[enfangs]

[presumably the two of them missed each other whenever they first found their room and grabbed their item/a change of clothes/etc., but now, white is settling in. hope ming yi didn't want to the loft bed, because white is claiming it.

he's sitting on it now, tearing the ariana grande outfit into strips whenever ming yi happens to enter the room.

looking down, white makes a face.]

Wait, you're my roommate? Seriously?

[maelstroms]

[ Considering the speed with which Ming Yi booked it out of the elevator and away from everyone else, they probably easily missed each other, and the room had been empty before when he was changing. So hearing some noise as he comes in, he glances up, disgruntled - and then makes a face. ]

Great. [ Ming Yi your peace and quiet ] I suppose you've already made yourself comfortable?

[ He's not interested in fighting over a bedspace, so he's bringing his shovel and his food to the other one without a fuss. ]

[enfangs]

Yup. This is my spot now. I've claimed it.

[he holds up his item, originally placed on his bed—so if ming yi is looking, he'll see white has a large, curved sword. white eyes the strips of cloth next to it, before he goes back to what he was doing.]

Well, at least the lodgings are pretty sweet, so I'll put up with it.

["it" apparently being his roommate.]

[maelstroms]

Fine. [ He eyes the sword, then disappears for a moment, depositing his shovel in his room before reappearing in the main area. The first stop is the mini-fridge, because he has food he brought, and - ]

Do what you want up there. I don't plan on going there, anyways, so long as you stay out of my space. [ What the fuck are the things in here? He crouches down, pulling out the egg carton and frowning at it. A beat, and then VRRRRRRRRR. ]

week 0, friday.

[enfangs]

['sup, ming yi.]

you alive

[maelstroms]

insomuch as i can be
did you get locked in last night too?

[enfangs]

what does that mean
yeah rec room

[maelstroms]

yes, white, im alive
planetarium - did things in the room change for you when you woke up, too?

w0, saturday... 2!

[maelstroms]

[ Eventually, Ming Yi does make his way back into their room. There's no Qingxuan in tow, but he does have some kind of baked good that he's brought from the kitchen, freshly made judging by the smell. There's a - beat, considering, squinting up at the loft. ]

You alive? [ you here my dude ]

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[there's the sound of something rolling over, before white peers from the loft.]

Well, it's not my neck on the chopping block, so yeah.

[maelstroms]

Who knows, with this place.

[ He actually makes his way over towards the stairs to the loft, at least high up them enough that he can push a plate of... brownies? Across the floor towards him. He then starts to descend them again, to drop and sit with his own.

Ming Yi may or may not be sharing some with him just to cut off a possible request to at the pass. ]

[enfangs]

[????? ming yi did something nice????

white gets off the bed to take a look.]

... These aren't poisoned or something, right?

week 1, friday.

[enfangs]

[white kicks open their door (after unlocking it) and yells out without even checking if ming yi is in there—]

Hey, Ming... shit, what was the rest of his name—you still alive?

[maelstroms]

Yi. [ His voice comes from the table, as he sits there fiddling with his phone. There's no food, for once, but he hasn't been eating much of anything this week.

At least White kicking the door in doesn't startle him. ]

Yet again, as alive as I can be.

[enfangs]

[ming yi???? your food?????]

Man, how would that even work? If you died, would you become a double ghost?

[maelstroms]

[ He's fine, we're all having a time this week! ]

So long as my remains aren't destroyed, I can regain my spiritual power and reform this physical form. I'm not sure what the effect of this would be in a place like this, though, so I'm trying to avoid it.

week 1, sunday.

[enfangs]

[a couple of hours after the execution—]

how is she

[maelstroms]

[ He'll get a response, after a beat. ]

still in the pod, but starting to look better

[enfangs]

good
she going to live then?

week 2, monday.

[enfangs]

['sup, roomie.

at some point, when ming yi returns to the room, he'll find plates of fast food and junk food on his bed? it's fine.

white is lounging up on the loft.]

[maelstroms]

[ ... not what he expected, but he raises an eyebrow before picking up the one of the like, burgers or whatever and starting to unwrap it before he heads towards the loft stairs. ]

Making sure I eat this week, White?

[enfangs]

[immediately retorting from above—]

I just ordered too much, all right? I didn't want it to go to waste!

week 4, tuesday.

[enfangs]

[i'm sorry]

hey ming yi i need to know what your type is
for science

[maelstroms]

what

[enfangs]

it came up in a conversation last week
help a pal out