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RESIDENCE ✦ 4 BR House in the Sumar Province
GEMBOND ✦ Amethyst

35. Male. Bisexual. Crushes on handsome male friends who touch him a lot and has no idea what to do with a woman besides get awkwardly drunk, cry into her bosom, and ramble about his hobbies. Professional hot mess with secret aspirations of guiding his home society into being less of an infighting shitshow. Powerful 'step on me' energy. Unfulfilled boyhood dreams of being a useless trophy husband and pillow king.

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voice | during feral week

[famili]

( to an extent she is not inclined to delve into other people's privacy, or be overly concerned for fellow adults: aside from those she is, and at present, that desire to know that all those she's familiar with, that she knows of and cares for to whatever extent, are okay—it brushes past hesitations she'd have in being more polite or formal, particularly to someone who was more her shidi's friend (from her remembered past; there are depths of changes there that, worlds aside, she does not know) than someone ushered underwing for her to flutter at in concern.

she doesn't even have wings right now, just an immensity of form that she tried to contort into something smaller and less imposing when she comes across those she cares about, or those she doesn't know, but who need grounding of another kind. thus she's glad for things like spoken commands making the tiny phone device work, or else she'd be truly at wits end. )

Nie-ergongzi? How are you faring?

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[The sound of the phone ringing startles Huaisang out of his frantic door pawing at his apartment door in an attempt escape and find help somehow. He quickly realizes that his current form presents a bit of a problem. He barely knows how work the device with his hands. How is he supposed to operate it with paws? So after several rings, Huaisang carefully extends one claw and tries to tap the touch screen, wincing as he feels the screen crack beneath it, but at least, he successfully manages to answer it, voice coming very odd and distressed to his own ears.

H..Hello? Madam Jin? I've changed into something and I don't have any hands! I'm trapped in here and can't get out!

[He might be sounding near tears with his frustration at trying to navigate a world without thumbs.]