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"Don't you just mean a picture with me?" Nezha jokes. Come to think of it, he hadn't checked if the host had a pond. It was probably too early in the season for lotuses, anyways.
Clearing his throat, he sees some pink tulips and grabs Sun's wrist to drag him that way.
"Sure, these seem good."
Whatever the case, it was good that Sun had made friends while he was here. Anything was better than the crap he went through back home. Heck, had Sun even seen flowers there?
"Yeah, that's the one. She was really good at picking out this kind of thing," he says gesturing to his entire self. If it weren't for her, he'd probably be lost with his outfit choice. Sure, Eiden was there to help and so was Nicolette, but...well, suppose Mary Sue would always have a soft place in his heart.
"Heh, well what can I say? It is my home and I'd rather be a fragrant monkey." Mm, that brings him back.
"Want a picture? With the flowers?" At the corners of his eyes, he can see what section of people dancing, others taking pictures, and others playing some games. There's a bunch of others who are just chatting it up.
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Sometimes Sun changes so quickly it makes him dizzy, especially when it's been years since the guy's had free use of his powers.
"You'd better not," he mock-threatens. "I can't grow back limbs as well as I used to right now."
All that aside, he's freely reaching out to tousle Sun's hair while taking full advantage of their different heights.
"Chasing after you made me thirsty. You wanna grab some drinks?"
"You're right. I AM a monkey and you DO get mad at my face," He rolls his eyes and swats at Nezha's hand a little too slowly when flicked.
"And you're lucky this monkey didn't bite your finger off."
With that being said, he shifts into a golden tamarin, hops on Nezha's shoulder, and over to the other shoulder only to then hop right off to shift back into his sunny ol' self.
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Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life
Text ID: What has passed and what will come is entombed in the sea, which is dancing, dancing, right now, beyond things past, things to come.
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《Nezha Conquers the Dragon King》1979
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"Fine. Then let's do it this way. You set up half the explosives while I do the other half."
"Then we light them up at the same time and let it burn. We'll count the time from when the last building goes down."
At least, that was his idea for evening the odds. "Sounds good?"
"Five minutes? You got some lofty ideas running in that brain of yours." Even more so when he mentions a bet involving that tea. It was something she had been meaning to try but "life" continued to get in the way. And trying to find someone who would be willing to buy one was pretty hard as well...
"Deal though. A nice drink after all of this could be pretty nice especially after I get that victory for myself."
She was the expert in a sense. So long as her plan went correctly which was decently likely a free Spirale tea was in the bag.
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Nezha stops slurping his drink to raise his brows. "Same friend that gave you the shampoos and stuff?" The last thing he expected was someone choosing Sun to be semi-beauty rep. Though he's definitely dressed the part today...
"It's different, but it's not bad," he replies honestly.
"Kinda feels like you're walking 'round as a mountain of fruit and flowers in the flesh."
"Maybe she is." He will have to ask her when he gets the chance to speak with her. For now, his attention is on the flowers and as well as his Friend.
"What can I say? I'm a fragrant monkey." Sun shoots Nezha a big grin. "A.....," he trails off in thought. His attention back on some of The magnolias, "friend of mine gave me some of these mini bottles of perfumes. I don't use them often, but figured why not today. Is it too much?"
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Seeing the handful of Sun in his palm, Nezha sighs and gives up. "You're a monkey, not a cat."
He takes the key and pockets it again—this time in one of the inner pockets of his jacket, just in case.
"I get mad at your face just fine so don't flatter yourself, fuzzbutt." And taking advantage of their proximity one more time, Nezha reaches out to flick Sun on the forehead.
"KYAAAAH~!" The poking AND the finding a cat is so, so frightening. "Not the Cat, nezha~!!!! I THOUGHT we had each other's backs!" He's quick to cling onto Nezha's finger.
"I'll just scare the cat away with a BIGGER cat." He'll let go, but he shifts RIGHT back to himself without warning. Don't worry, he's not somehow sitting on Nezha's hand and instead, his chin is on the palm.
"Anyway, you can't get mad at this face. Take your key before I eat it."
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dude what's wrong with you guys
why're you all fighting on your first dates?
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Nezha instinctively loosens his grip so Sun can finish the job. He arches another eyebrow when he spots his key and pokes rat!Sun in the stomach.
"Oi, you liar."
"Watch me really find a cat for you."
"Your fire us waterproof, sure." He snickers and pats Nezha's hand just a bit, " but you'll still get drenched from the rain."
Sun is already digging around ratself to pull out the key. Don't ask where he pulled it from.
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All right, so that was on him for not connecting the dots sooner. Honestly, could you blame him? It'd been years since he and Sun had done anything...like this.
"Guess I'll have to work harder for my revenge."
"What do you mean, before it starts raining?" His eyes narrow at the veiled threat. "You know my fire's waterproof, right?"
Whether it was his Wheels or his own powers, samadhi flame was scorching stuff.
"That cat really likes playing tricks, you know? Especially if the target is an easy one." NEZHA would have been fooled further if it weren't for Sun's switch.
"Are you going to find it before it starts raining?" What does Sun have planned. Oh boy.
#sxnburst#sxnburst ༺ 7#yeah the romance of them dies pretty quickly once you've seen them scurrying about the subway station tracks *shudders*
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Looking decidedly less floral than his friend, Nezha goes for a solids in magenta and off-white, with a lotus print on his shirt and an onyx necklace dangling in the middle of his chest. Still, he seems to fit in when standing next to Sun, his usual shock of pink hair helping him blend in with the garden.
"Who knows, maybe she's part flower fairy."
"You and I are here, so I don't think that's a stretch."
He's sipping at the straw of his drink (another bubble tea—zero ice 25% sugar medium size lychee jelly guava passionfruit something) and trying not to stare at his best friend dressed up like some goddess of spring about to do a dance number on a wedding cake and maybe, partially, failing.
Siiiip.
"I'm fine. Did you switch your shampoo or something? You smell like a walking bouquet."
@ringlorn
Mmm, He's already been snacking so now, Sun is showing some of the flowers around him love.
"I wanna know what kind of care she does. They look so vibrant in color." He's amazed that someone can take care of so many flowers like this. Sure, he can do the same but he's different! He can make thousands of him to care for his plants.
"Nezha, you doin' alright over there?"
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"Shouldn't be an issue for the mighty monkey king," Nezha says and retraces Sun's steps in the alley. It's small and narrow and obviously cat-free, but he scans the ground and ledges for signs of his key anyways.
"Gotta say, that's one jealous cat. You'd think he'd go for your keys instead of my modest Stars-issuing housing."
"Nezha...Look at me, I'm a rat! Eugh--" he doesn't feel trapped when Nezha uses his hands. He trusts Nezha.
"That cat'll eat me alive, dammit." he's attempting to wiggle his way out from his captivity!
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"Right, so just slower than expected."
"I thought you'd reject me faster."
Waving the rebutted hand, Nezha sticks it in his pocket. "Good to see you too, gramps."
War stood there motionless until Nezha reached out to touch him; then he swiped the guy's hand away. "I am real, you fool."
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"Seeing as you're still alive and kicking, maybe I was wrong last time."
"But I don't regret what I did. The dead and living don't belong together in any world. They'd be better off moving on."
Maybe they already did, since Nezha can't sense any excessive yin energy from the person before him.
"I'll just leave you to it next time, ghost whisperer. You doing anything with live people today?"
"Well, who knows how that really works in a place like this.." Sal wasn't even entirely sure if the spirit completely disappeared or not. All he knew was that the spirit stopped showing up, and he couldn't feel it hanging around anymore.
Sal didn't make eye contact with Nezha, instead he just sighed.
"Even if I did, do you think I'd tell you?" Then he looked back over at him. "You weren't exactly cool about it the last time."
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"Depends on what we're betting," Nezha retorts while sticking his hands in his pockets. "What, you want more bubble tea this time?"
He could probably afford to buy his own shop by now, though Architect doesn't need to know that.
"I'm game either way. I wanna say...five minutes."
There's enough rubble and buildings here for him to think it'll take a while, plus they only have limited ammunition.
"I'm betting on the new seasonal flavor they've got at Spirale Tea. The one that comes with Ofiuco-shaped fruit jelly."
"It was the thought that passed my mind. Could be more entertaining then just blowing it sky high." And if there were any passerby individuals then they'd get a front row pass to it as well. A fair trade in Architect's mind, considering she wasn't getting paid at all for it.
"Besides I wouldn't want to bore you or myself after you dragged me here. That'd be like driving miles only for a battle to be completely over."
...Which sadly has happened plenty of times. Thankfully warzones in this city were kept to a minimum unless the stars had another grand plan cooking up..
"So how's that sound? We could even make a bet to see how long till the domino effect ends. Not that I'd lose either way."
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