Date: 2019-12-28 05:15 am (UTC)
quatrain: (( ^‿^))
From: [personal profile] quatrain
Excellent.

[ He Ming squeezes her arm back. But for all his lightness and willingness to brush over things, he sees that she's holding back. ]

You know I'm going to keep you safe.

Date: 2020-01-01 02:13 am (UTC)
quatrain: (side eyes real hard)
From: [personal profile] quatrain
[ He Ming shoots her a grin, one that's almost grateful. He wants to give, so he's happy when someone is willing to receive. ]

Then let's go!

[ The cafe they enter is warm inside, full of yellow lights and green glass-like bowls that bend the light in interesting ways. He Ming straightens his back and squares his shoulders. He's an escort for her, after all. ]

Would you like me to order you a drink?

Date: 2020-01-09 02:52 am (UTC)
quatrain: (side eyes real hard)
From: [personal profile] quatrain
You got it.

[ After they part ways, He Ming goes to the counter. He positions himself to keep Sola in his peripheral vision. After the alien dispenses the tea from a canister and gives He Ming his glass of water, he returns with his hand full. ]

Think I saw our man.

[ He'd looked over the room as he walked. ]

Your ten o'clock.

Date: 2020-01-26 11:40 pm (UTC)
quatrain: (gloss)
From: [personal profile] quatrain
Con...centrate?

[ With that? That's a tool He Ming has never seen. He controls his open curiosity, though, because they are 'working'. Instead he follows her directions and arranges himself in a casual lean where he can keep the room in his peripheral vision.

This is a type of work He Ming isn't used to, either. He can't quite sit still, and after about a minute he starts moving to pour them each tea. At least that would be something to do with his hands. ]

Date: 2020-02-06 01:18 pm (UTC)
quatrain: (gloss)
From: [personal profile] quatrain
[ With the tea shared and a topic to focus on created, He Ming settles once more. He keeps his gaze towards the door, at least, and not on their target. ]

Yeah, I heard him... is that enough for us make a move? Are we, you know, stealing from him?

[ That would be illegal. So of course He Ming is smiling at Sola when he asks. ]

Or are we doing something more subtle?

Date: 2020-02-09 02:55 am (UTC)
quatrain: (side eyes real hard)
From: [personal profile] quatrain
So we'll wait for him to deliver, and then make our move?

[ He Ming angles himself away from the rest of the room. Sola's speaking, and if their listening is over then he doesn't have to keep as much of an eye out. ]

Swooping in to take it from the intended recipient... that does sound fun.

Date: 2020-02-17 01:22 am (UTC)
quatrain: (( ^‿^))
From: [personal profile] quatrain
I haven't come on a job like this with the crew yet.

[ He Ming comes from a background of following orders, which means he can play nice. But he also comes from being alone but for the voices that whisper to him even now as they sit in this cafe, surrounded by physical bodies and the clamor of everyday life. It's odd to be with people, let alone a team. ]

But I trust you guys. You're smart. Or at least you are, Sola.

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