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[thesuspense]

WHO: Xue Yang, Zhou Zishu, Bai Mingyu, Wen Kexing, Wen Qing, technically Hatisse's ghost, anyone else to be added, this is open to anyone who could feasibly be around at any of these times and places for whatever reason, including just wandering into the make-up studio or wanting to tell Mingyu how pretty he looks.
WHEN: preparing for the catfishing, during the catfishing, after the catfishing
WHERE: not by Arha's bones, to distract him from them, duh
WHAT: dressing up Mingyu and changing his face up, preparing him for the role of Hatisse, eventually seeing the plan through and dealing with the aftermath of being possessed
WARNINGS: possession, probably language, likely blood, anything else to be added
ooc: This is a catch-all post for everything surrounding the catfishing plot, so feel free to just tag in as you see fit! I'm going to put up some headers, but add your own as necessary. I'll try to stay on top of what warnings and characters to add, but feel free to prod me about it on plurk (reineke), PM or at the plotting post.

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[wenderer]

Wow rude.

Wen Kexing, being attached to Zhou Zishu’s side like a lamprey and low-key feeling jealous that he’s spending so much time on another man, but ALSO annoyed that this jerk would dare to criticize his soulmate’s skills, feels compelled to immediately interject:

“Naturally, by comparison to Ah-Xu’s face, anyone would look ugly.”

[thesuspense]

"Hm?" Xue Yang barely glances at him, until he does, after that sound, making it a purposeful glance. Some things aren't that hard to read. The jealousy? That's not so subtle. "Ah. That explains how you look."

As if Wen Kexing looks mildly repulsive, which Xue Yang does not truthfully think he does, but truthfulness seems fairly irrelevant here. His smile is bright when he focuses on Zhou Zishu again. "Your beauty shines too much, don't you feel shame, Master Zishu? It's rude. No wonder I can't focus."

He doesn't really speak for anyone's benefit other than Wen Kexing's here.

[fated_dance]

Kexing's jealousy at his side only serves to make him take longer than strictly necessary - which Xue Yang chose to call attention to. He spares a glance, brush pausing in the air. "If one isn't willing to take the time to do it right, they shouldn't bother."

However the flirt from Xue Yang tugs a slight smirk - another one who finds jealousy amusing! "Aah. I tried with his face," he puts a hint of forlorn in his voice, "but he refused to allow it." It was to try and disguise them, of course. But does that really need to be clarified?

Teasing is fun and he's half tempted to steal his soulmate's fan just for affect - but goes back to his work instead. "My apologies, I will try to be less distracting." No he won't.

[wenderer]

Xue Yang's taunt flows off of him like water. Wen Kexing is handsome and he knows it, shamelessly. Also, hasn't the Valley Master been cursed in any number of creative ways? He's just about to beam and thank the man, when Zhou Zishu cuts in and says... that.

Wen Kexing's eyes go wide and he cries:

"Ah-Xu!"

He shuts his fan and taps Zhou Zishu's arm with it. If that, for instance, makes an eyeliner line go awry, who could blame him?

"Ah-Xu, you've said already I'm a good looking man, how can you pretend otherwise?"

Previously he'd been barely content to stand back and let the man work, but now he crowds in, "helpfully," reaching up to fiddle with Mingyu's hair and create a general disturbance.

[thesuspense]

"Ah, he's work, eh?" Talking over Wen Kexing directly to Zishu seems like the best way to go, at least as far as the entertainment factor goes, so Xue Yang does as much. "I hope for you that he knows how to make it worthwhile."

He rises to his feet, stepping behind Zishu and ever so helpfully handing him a tool to fix the mistake Wen Kexing has just caused him to make. Is it necessary to lean in like this, to almost rest his head on Zishu's shoulder, to almost lean against his back? "Such impressive skill, master. You are good with your hands."

And he, of course, was good at sounding suggestive.

[fated_dance]

Zishu rolls his eyes with a click of his tongue when his soulmate makes him smudge and he reaches out to pinch and twist the offending arm a little in revenge. "You're making it worse, Lao Wen," despite the harsh pinch, his voice is mild and he doesn't slap at the bothersome hands.

The tool Xue Yang hands him is promptly used. And the close lean isn't strictly necessary...but he also doesn't shift away. The suggestive tone amuses him - it's nothing Kexing hasn't done himself!

"This is nothing. With better supplies my work would reflect it."