[Thread] Why So Quiet?
Characters: OU!Jing (as Postino), OU!Schuldig (as himself)
Where: Dor-Deka
When: After this conversation
Summary: Jing is worried about Schuldig's sudden telepathicless-ness and goes to check on him.
Warnings: Freaked out Schuldig?
He hoped Schuldig would recognize him even though he was wearing someone else's body. It was weird to be Postino, the enigmatic mailman who traveled Aquavitae and whose path always seemed somehow to coincide with Jing's own. He knew the trenchcoat and goggles were hallmarks of the man's trade, but even if he took them off he would still be unfamiliar in voice and appearance. He could only hope that Schuldig recognized him by manner instead, especially since the telepath was no longer... well, telepathic.
That was something Jing had never gotten used to, the idea that someone could see his thoughts. It wasn't that he was particularly secretive, but like most people he preferred to think that his mind was his own. Despite this, Schuldig had never treated him badly (that he remembered) and had even gone so far as to encourage Jing to participate -- lead, even -- this upcoming council and to offer his assistance in it.
For Jing, such behaviour meant he would extend his friendship genuinely in return. So he had come to Dor-Deka earnestly, although he wasn't sure what help he could offer.
"Schuldig?"
Where: Dor-Deka
When: After this conversation
Summary: Jing is worried about Schuldig's sudden telepathicless-ness and goes to check on him.
Warnings: Freaked out Schuldig?
He hoped Schuldig would recognize him even though he was wearing someone else's body. It was weird to be Postino, the enigmatic mailman who traveled Aquavitae and whose path always seemed somehow to coincide with Jing's own. He knew the trenchcoat and goggles were hallmarks of the man's trade, but even if he took them off he would still be unfamiliar in voice and appearance. He could only hope that Schuldig recognized him by manner instead, especially since the telepath was no longer... well, telepathic.
That was something Jing had never gotten used to, the idea that someone could see his thoughts. It wasn't that he was particularly secretive, but like most people he preferred to think that his mind was his own. Despite this, Schuldig had never treated him badly (that he remembered) and had even gone so far as to encourage Jing to participate -- lead, even -- this upcoming council and to offer his assistance in it.
For Jing, such behaviour meant he would extend his friendship genuinely in return. So he had come to Dor-Deka earnestly, although he wasn't sure what help he could offer.
"Schuldig?"