-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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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

No reason.

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[fortunefail]

Don't engage in conversation if you intend to keep the information to yourself.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I just wanted you to know about my day.

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[fortunefail]

That apparently, you met someone interesting?

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Mmhmm.

[Ugh. He's not used to keeping good news to himself.]

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[fortunefail]

... Right. Good to know you're making friends.

[Zoisite, if you're trying to make him jealous, this isn't the way to go about it.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[if Zoisite wanted to make Yuan jealous, he'd make him jealous. But instead...]

Does anyone even ever come to your house?

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[fortunefail]

No. I already told you, I enjoy my privacy.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Excellent.]

How was your day?

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[fortunefail]

Just fine until I came home.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

You didn't have to be so rude about it.

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[fortunefail]

If you think that's rude, you haven't seen anything yet.

[He leans his head back on the couch, glancing up at the ceiling. Pointless bickering is pretty tiresome.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

It's no wonder you don't have very many friends, then.

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[fortunefail]

I'm not complaining.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Of course not, because you don't know what you're missing.

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[fortunefail]

Somehow, you don't strike me as the entertaining type either.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Master Kunzite was all I needed.

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[fortunefail]

... I see.

[Smooth, Zoisite. Very smooth.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Yuan, you did kind of push his buttons.]

Well, ignoring all of that, what are we going to have for supper?

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[fortunefail]

It doesn't matter to me.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[irritated expression, poking your side now.]

Well, what can you cook?

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[fortunefail]

[He scuffles away from Zoisite slightly. Poking is not appreciated.]

Pasta.

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

... Is that it?

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[fortunefail]

I can basically cook anything, as long as your expectations aren't too high.

[But don't ever ask him for springrolls. Even after four-thousand years, he's only got half a star for that in the cooking menu. Tops.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Pizza?

[curls up on the couch. hmph.]