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[linguaphilia]

This is Alhaitham.
Leave a message. Or don't. I don't really care either way.

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audio (@puqishrine)

[dianxie]

Alhaitham? It's Xie Lian. I have some supplies to do copying with in the library, I was wondering if you were going to be there too. We could meet up for lunch, if you like?

[linguaphilia]

[He ignores the message for... about an hour, actually. Not long enough to miss a potential lunch appointment, but he doesn't really use the messaging function even if he was inclined to check it.

Though, given how antisocial Althaitham often is, Xie Lian might count himself lucky to get a reply at all.]

I haven't been there this morning, but I can meet you for lunch.

[dianxie]

Oh?

[ He thought, after forty-five minutes, he would be eating alone, but now! Enthused by the reply, Xie Lian beams as he responds. ]

That's great! What do you like to eat? Lunch is on me.

[linguaphilia]

I don't overcomplicate the purpose of food. Anything will be fine, as long as it has some nutritional value.

[He's definitely a 'function over form' person when it comes to his meals.]

[dianxie]

Are you sure you don't have a preference of meat over fish, or sweet over savoury? I was going to grab some pastries but I can get you something more substantial, if you like.

[linguaphilia]

No, whatever you want to get should be fine.

[He really isn't fussy about what he eats.]

Where shall I meet you?

delivery

[indigently]

[ In the early hours of the 11th, a hotel worker will arrive at Alhaitham's suite with a container of Sabz Meat Stew, a checked-out library book with a post-it note stating the return due date, a single coral-colored rose, and a note. It reads: ]

Happy birthday.
I thought you could use something a little familiar today, so I had a worker help me get what I needed to make your favorite stew. Sorry, I don't quite know how to make the stew the way you prefer it, so you won't be able to eat it while you read... but I hope you enjoy the book when you get to it anyway.
You know where to find me if you need me.

-K

text; later that day

[linguaphilia]

Thank you.

audio (@puqishrine)

[dianxie]

Alhaitham? I don't have a picnic together yet, I'm sorry, but I was hoping you were free to spend some time together again. [ And then, boldly, ] I'm in the mood to kiss you!

[linguaphilia]

[There's another one of those lengthy waits. The kind where you can't be sure if Alhaitham is going to even entertain the message.

He does, eventually, reply.]

How bold.

[If Xie Lian listens carefully, he might detect a hint of amusement.]

Do I get a say in this sudden impulse of yours?

[dianxie]

[ He hums, weighing whether to be playful or if it won't come across properly without being in person. ]

Only if it's not a protest.

[linguaphilia]

[Heh. What a brat...]

No, it isn't a protest.

[dianxie]

[ Ohoho, that means smooches will happen! This is the strangest flirting but he enjoys it thoroughly, kept on his toes. ]

Good, then, the library again? It's nice and quiet, I can hear your voice better there.

[linguaphilia]

Mm, all right. I'll meet you there shortly.

[And perhaps Xie Lian does not realise how fortunate he is to have such compliance from Alhaitham... but he's somehow ended up being someone that the man actually finds it a little more than tolerable to spend time with.]

text | un: alcazarzaray

[indigently]

Alhaitham
Are you free?

[linguaphilia]

I suppose so.
What do you want?

[indigently]

[ Ohhhhhhhhh this was a bad idea ]

It's really nothing, if you're busy it can wait!

[linguaphilia]

I'm not busy.

But okay.

1/2

[indigently]

but

2/2

[indigently]

I don't get it
Are you free or not?

text | un: alcazarzaray

[indigently]

Haitham
What are you doing?

[linguaphilia]

Nothing important.
Why?

[indigently]

Could you spare some time to meet me at the Vale?

[linguaphilia]

I suppose so, since you're the one asking.

[indigently]

♥
Then come whenever you're ready.
Wear something comfortable!

[ True to his own suggestion, when Alhaitham arrives at the Vale and spies Kaveh— something which may require some direction, as the blonde has found himself a nice, secluded little grove amongst the trees— he'll see that the architect is dressed quite casually compared to normal, wearing loose black leggings and a long-sleeved magenta t-shirt. His hair is down, and his jewelry and make-up is present, but minimal.

What the other's attention might be drawn to more than that though is the picnic blanket on which Kaveh is sitting, a closed basket and a bag at his side.

He visibly brightens to see the other coming through the trees, lifting a hand to wave at him and beckon him over. ]