[c-closed. sorry.]
Characters: Zhang He and Xiahou Dun
Content: Fixing the uhmmm FLIGHT DECKS. Yes.
Setting: The flight decks of the Silvana.... (i think stfu)
Time: Before repairs are done, around the time Xiahou Dun offered for Zhang He to come help
Warnings: Zhang He's excessive flamboyancy and uhh... Xiahou Dun's face.
Zhang He was finally heading to the flight decks after an hour or so after he was offered to go and help Xiahou Dun. Really it came as a surprise that the man had even offered him to help, let alone try to rally together some people to assist him. It just seemed a tad bit off but the help was always appreciated, as many people knew, or so he had hope.
Though it seemed his tactical attempts to use beauty were less than effective upon this ship. Yes it was called by such a nickname but that didn't mean by any terms that the redecorating he had planned was a bad thing. A small pout escaped as he glanced around for his partially blind companion, gracefully walking over to the man once he was spotted.
"How pleasant it is to see you again~." A smile was upon his lips once again, no need to pout in front of someone he's told not to from after all. Even if that man assumed it was a narcissistic request rather than a way of telling him to cheer up.
Content: Fixing the uhmmm FLIGHT DECKS. Yes.
Setting: The flight decks of the Silvana.... (i think stfu)
Time: Before repairs are done, around the time Xiahou Dun offered for Zhang He to come help
Warnings: Zhang He's excessive flamboyancy and uhh... Xiahou Dun's face.
Zhang He was finally heading to the flight decks after an hour or so after he was offered to go and help Xiahou Dun. Really it came as a surprise that the man had even offered him to help, let alone try to rally together some people to assist him. It just seemed a tad bit off but the help was always appreciated, as many people knew, or so he had hope.
Though it seemed his tactical attempts to use beauty were less than effective upon this ship. Yes it was called by such a nickname but that didn't mean by any terms that the redecorating he had planned was a bad thing. A small pout escaped as he glanced around for his partially blind companion, gracefully walking over to the man once he was spotted.
"How pleasant it is to see you again~." A smile was upon his lips once again, no need to pout in front of someone he's told not to from after all. Even if that man assumed it was a narcissistic request rather than a way of telling him to cheer up.