-49 [accidental voice]

[fortunefail]

[There's a dull thud as Yuan's journal hits the ground and apparently falls open. This sound is drowned out, though, by the following scream;]

AAAAARGH! WHY ALWAYS THE CURTAINS?!

[The poor man has just returned from a few hours of training in the forest to find that Zoisite had a bit too much fun decorating while he was away. It's not just the curtains, which now have a cheery flower pattern. There's several vases scattered throughout the house and the tablecloth also supports this flora design. Just wait 'till he sees the fuzzy carpet in the living room.]

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[fortunefail]

[Aaand freeze in his tracks at the sight of a collection of creepy little glass kitten statues. Where the hell did you even get those, Zoisite?]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[just don't ask, you probably don't want to know.]

Yes?

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[fortunefail]

[He's just wondering how to best formulate his thoughts. Hm... Oh, this should do it;]

What the hell were you thinking?

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

You said I could.

[he's simply experimenting, don't mind him. It's a shame that your house has to suffer through this.]

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[fortunefail]

I was assuming you'd have proper taste.

[Oh lords, is that a heart-shaped cushion?]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Are you saying there's something wrong with the way I decorate?!

[bristle, bristle, he'll eat your face. B|}

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[fortunefail]

The house looks like it's being inhabited by an elderly woman.

[And he means that in the nicest possible way. Really.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Well, you do act like an old hermit.

I think this house suits you now.

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[fortunefail]

[buuurn.]

... Don't think we're keeping all this junk.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Why not? I know we are.

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[fortunefail]

My house, my rules. If you like flowers so much, you can keep them in your own room.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[... jerk.]

Why?

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[fortunefail]

Because I don't see the point in pretending I find flowers tasteful.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with flowers?

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[fortunefail]

They're for women.

[Plus, they remind him of Martel. So get those things out of his sight.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[... alright, well, whining isn't working. he's a bit miffed about the women comment, so he'll just try to wave a hand and make them all disappear.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[... and this is a moody Zoisite gathering up the flowery things and stalking off to his room.

Give him a minute, he'll be back after he's calmed down. B/]

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[fortunefail]

[If only it were as simple as waving a hand. You're not getting out of taking down those curtains, Zoisite. Meanwhile, Yuan's left staring at the creepy glass kittens.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Those? Those are staying right where they are. Get away from there Yuan.

He takes the curtains down, draping them over his arm and strides back into the living room.]

If flowers are for women, doesn't that mean that by default, that piece of jewelry you wear should be for a woman too?

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[fortunefail]

Jewelry?

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

That jewel you're always wearing.

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[fortunefail]

[His left hand, the one adorning his Cruxis crystal, clenches reflexively. It's being covered up by his glove, but if anyone knows the thing is there, it's Zoisite.]

That thing's not just for show.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

What is it then?

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[fortunefail]

It enhances my magical abilities. Rather, it's supposed to.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Well, nothing works right here. So why are you still wearing it?