ic contact

[qige]

Crystal Contact

Yue Qingyuan

scum villain's self-saving system

Contact character via audio, telepathy, or action.

Comments

[originalshen]

[Ah, but now that the door's been specifically mentioned, Shen Qingqiu can't help realizing he's stuck in here with his big dumb shixiong. How long is he expected to stay in here? What time is it, anyway? The damn cabbits knocking him out means he has no idea how long he's been in here to begin with—was it bright outside, in that short moment the door was open?

The cat makes a somewhat dissatisfied noise, but for the moment is content to...well actually he's happy to settle down right here on Yue Qingyuan's clothes until further notice, meowing once in a way that he wouldn't explain even if he could. Time to become cat psychic, Yue-shixiong.]

[qige]

( Yue-shixiong, lacking any beast psychic abilities, smooths out the bed linens and eyes his shidi with a more considerate look than before. Either Shen Qingqiu is more tolerant as a cat, or he's more resigned to being misunderstood.

It explains a few things, learning this, but he leaves them understood and not spoken on. Shen Jiu either bridges this when he wishes, or Yue Qi only mentions it the day it must. For now: )

If you're hungry, we can head toward the kitchens in a short time. Or I could summon fish from the cloth... ah, some sort of cooked dish without spice. For your stomach.

( Kitty, kitty, cat. He takes a seat at the foot of his bed, observing the cat. )

Would you like that, ah, Miao'er?

[originalshen]

[It's a little of both, honestly.

Also he's going to just meyawn as an answer, tail waving impatiently from his seat. Feed him, puny human.]

[qige]

( And so it was, with things set to rights and some waiting applied, he eventually scooped the cat up to his shoulders and went for the kitchens, cooking Xiao Jiu, er, Miao'er, a meal fit for humans with cat stomachs.

As you do! This was giving him a whole lot to think about with regards to his shidi... )