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creeksidealtarboy) wrote2023-07-11 05:48 pm
creeksidealtarboy) wrote2023-07-11 05:48 pm
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[That satisfies him enough for the time being.]
He is still interested but he made some pretty poor decisions this week. He won't be able to study with you for a while.
I don't know. He's earning things back; we'll see what he comes up with for earning back study rights.
...You think I should've told the inmates? I've never done this before. He's not a danger to anyone else.
...You think I should've told the inmates? I've never done this before. He's not a danger to anyone else.
[Nie Huaisang tells himself that he can go without speaking to Aaron for a few weeks, or a month, or however long this punishment will last. But the urge to flirt and play some games is too strong.
Within a few days of their punishment he'll have placed a written note into a medical book, scrawled on the corner of a page. This book is boring. I don't know how you do it.
He pulls the book out an inch or so from the others, letting it look just a touch out of place. Aaron is clever. He'll figure it out.]
Within a few days of their punishment he'll have placed a written note into a medical book, scrawled on the corner of a page. This book is boring. I don't know how you do it.
He pulls the book out an inch or so from the others, letting it look just a touch out of place. Aaron is clever. He'll figure it out.]
[Of course he doesn't think it's Huaisang. But the book pulled out does catch his eye and he flips through it idly in the library, deciding that it's worth reading. And when he sees that page and that handwriting, he can't say he's surprised. So he writes back:
Better than staring at my warden's walls all day.
He includes a number in the philosophy section.
And he decides that's not the book for him and replaces it.]
Better than staring at my warden's walls all day.
He includes a number in the philosophy section.
And he decides that's not the book for him and replaces it.]
[He's thrilled to see an answer, and even better, a place to leave the next note! He keeps the excitement from his face and posture as he walks over to the philosophy section and takes out a few books of interest, putting a couple back that he decides aren't for him.
Is that where you are? I've been by your cabin. Not knocked -- I'm not stupid. But I knew you weren't in.
Would you accept an apology if I gave one?]
Is that where you are? I've been by your cabin. Not knocked -- I'm not stupid. But I knew you weren't in.
Would you accept an apology if I gave one?]
[This book gets taken back to Jesus' cabin and he pours over it in interest, finding the note. He writes back, in pencil:
What are you apologizing for?
I can't go back to my cabin. He's making me earn all my stuff back, even my clothes. He took my communicator, so he's read anything you and I talked about. I'm sure your warden's already figured it out.
What are you apologizing for?
I can't go back to my cabin. He's making me earn all my stuff back, even my clothes. He took my communicator, so he's read anything you and I talked about. I'm sure your warden's already figured it out.
[He chooses a few books down for the next note, worrying about taking the same book out twice.
You know what for. Do you need one? Because I can give you one.
My warden agrees with yours. I can't see you for a while. I think about you a lot.
I have new paintings.]
You know what for. Do you need one? Because I can give you one.
My warden agrees with yours. I can't see you for a while. I think about you a lot.
I have new paintings.]
[It takes him a while to find the new book, but he makes sure to write the number in the next one.
He adds a note in the library:
No I don't need one.
I wanted to do it. Fit in my own plans.
Tell me about them?]
He adds a note in the library:
No I don't need one.
I wanted to do it. Fit in my own plans.
Tell me about them?]
[He finds the next book and writes his note.
Flowers, mostly. An iris and chrysanthemum, an orchid. Pretty little lonely things.
I painted a crane, but I think it needs a friend.
I'm still sorry. I didn't want this for you.]
Flowers, mostly. An iris and chrysanthemum, an orchid. Pretty little lonely things.
I painted a crane, but I think it needs a friend.
I'm still sorry. I didn't want this for you.]
[He laughs to himself, writing the next number.
Don't be sorry.
I wouldn't have done it if I didn't know what the consequences might be.
Paint the crane a friend. The fox can be its friend.]
Don't be sorry.
I wouldn't have done it if I didn't know what the consequences might be.
Paint the crane a friend. The fox can be its friend.]
[The next book Nie Huaisang finally thinks to use a pencil he found in one of the common rooms.
I should have tried to deny it. It would have been funny. Of course I was behind the attack, who else!
And on the same page is a doodle of a little fox lying on its tail.]
I should have tried to deny it. It would have been funny. Of course I was behind the attack, who else!
And on the same page is a doodle of a little fox lying on its tail.]
[He wants to keep that book. The fox is cute in its own way and Aaron stares at it for far too long before he erases it.
Another number, another note.
Who else?
Wrote a poem for him.
There was a man whose hat was quite dumb,
It made him look like a thumb.
He'd tip it with glee,
For all to see,
It only was fit for a pig!]
Another number, another note.
Who else?
Wrote a poem for him.
There was a man whose hat was quite dumb,
It made him look like a thumb.
He'd tip it with glee,
For all to see,
It only was fit for a pig!]
[Nie Huaisang is so charmed by the poem that he copies it down and hangs it up by the head of his bed.
You have too much time on your hands.
And drawn on another corner is a picture of a pig in Jin Guangyao's signature hat.]
You have too much time on your hands.
And drawn on another corner is a picture of a pig in Jin Guangyao's signature hat.]
[Aaron tries not to giggle at that and resists the urge to tear out the page. He'll just get Huaisang to draw him another one.
No shit.
He's always dragging me places I don't want to go. I got lots of time to think of shit.
Wish I could just sit and read with you, though.]
No shit.
He's always dragging me places I don't want to go. I got lots of time to think of shit.
Wish I could just sit and read with you, though.]
[I'd like it if you could.
If we could read together, what book would you recommend?]
If we could read together, what book would you recommend?]
[He gives him another number. The book is The Canterbury Tales. He's written in it already.
This one is my favorite.
It's real funny.]
This one is my favorite.
It's real funny.]
Edited 2023-11-07 00:48 (UTC)
[The next day the book is secretly returned, a note over The Wife of Bath's Tale.
I love her.
Which is your favorite?]
I love her.
Which is your favorite?]
[He keeps the same book.
The Merchant's Tale.
Wife of Bath's real good, too. She's fucking great.]
The Merchant's Tale.
Wife of Bath's real good, too. She's fucking great.]
[I didn't understand a lot of that one.
The Miller's Tale was very funny though!]
The Miller's Tale was very funny though!]
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