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yinsukin:
Sethrol
"I s-"
Sethrol's calm expression dropped. To think the woman would do something so brazen to Zhang. He froze, his mind racing a mile a minute, wondering how the young man would react to this sudden outburst of physical affection.
YOLF:
Zhang Liu
"W-"
He balked at the sudden embrace, uncalled for and more unexpected than a cutting blizzard arriving in the dead of Summer. He willed his reflexes to freeze, rather than violently lash out, but that was all he could do to keep his composure. A second later it shattered, and he roughly pressed his palm to her face, pushing her away from him.
"Unhand me, you shamless cur!"
Panda:
Nanako
"Stop being so grumpy, first! You're like a sad bulldog!" Nanako shot back, voice muffled a little as Zhang's hand accomplished little more than smushing her cheek and forcing her to lean her head back a bit, "Now say what you were keeping bottled up just now!"
Undaunted, the squirrel girl only took a moment to adjust her grip and her footing to be sure they'd stay upright, her fluffy tail continuing to pat Zhang on the head comfortingly.
yinsukin:
Sethrol
The old man had to stifle a chuckle, walking away to grab a shovel. It was best to not to stand witness to such foolishness, even if he enjoyed this sort of thing. Yes, for Zhang's sake he would not bare witness to this unquie shame. As he faded from their veiw, disappearing into the forest beyond the field, his mind wandered. Jonathan no doubt found this sort of thing insulting, bickering over his grave, but Sethrol himself couldn't help but smile at the thought of someone else doing the same to him. The time would come sooner rather than later to join Jonathan in the ground, and seeing those whom he touched bicker like children over his body would be....
Sethrol smiled even wider than before. There was no need to finish that thought.
YOLF:
Zhang Liu
The more Nanako clung to him, the more red inundated his expression, painting his skin with a frustrated, burning hue. His arteries bulged, seeing how little his master cared to intervene - of course he didn't! He was "the Calm" because he always had that same knowing smile whenever his students would get in personal disputes over nothing of value! This was worse than that. That infuriatingly soft fur betrayed that her only purpose was exactly as she said, and that couldn't rile him up more.
"I am not bottling anything! Cease to demean my natural temperament and get off!" Zhang Liu protested, groaning.
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