otas and more!

[kill7]

WHO: wu liuqi and y o u
WHERE: many, many places.
WHEN: may ig!
WHAT: haircutting, dreams, memory, etc
NOTES OR WARNINGS: violence and blood, possibly.

top levels in the comments!

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[doesitanyway]

[ Trevor somehow actually manages to navigate the search function on his city map and find The Cutting Edge hair salon -- he feels a bit like a fish out of water going to one, after so many years of just taking a dagger to his own hair, but he did promise.

He steps in and speaks to the receptionist at the front desk, a bored woman filing her nails and barely looking up at him. ]

Er. Hello, I'm here for Seven?

Re: ✂️ snip snip

[kill7]

(qi can hear his name, albeit he finds is a little strange to be requested so early when he had just started to work here. oh, wait! the network post. must be a friend.

he waits to be called and he steps to the reception.)

Hey, follow me. (whichever friend you are...)

[doesitanyway]

[ You know those things that normally socialized people think and then don't say aloud? Trevor's filter is a little underdeveloped in that way. ]

Oh. You're not that short.

[kill7]

(clearly, the comment did not goo through as trevor expected, because qi's thick brows almost met in the middle of his forehead.)

Listen, don't piss off the person who will do your hair!!

[doesitanyway]

Sorry, sorry -- I do have a knack for that. Don't hold it against me, Sir, I was undersocialized.

[ But really, anything Qi does will be an improvement. Trevor's been here a couple months and the buzz cut is growing out mullet-y and terribly uneven, given that he has scars on his scalp as well. He also doesn't seem to know what to do besides follow his new acquaintance and look around cluelessly. ]

This place is nice.

[ He thinks!!! ]

[kill7]

... Huh. You get 3 strikes... (he warns, but in a mumble.) Which one are you again? And...

Wow man, what did you do to your hair?

(same thing that happened to you, qi. people shaving your hair and putting implants, but it's not like he remembered that - all he can think is how to save it, and speaking of it:)

Sit down, lemme have a professional look. (he offers the chair - it's not a pretty one, but it surely is comfortable.)

[doesitanyway]

Trevor Belmont, pleased to make your acquaintance. You just go by 'Seven'? And the same thing happened to my hair that happened to everyone's -- it was shaved, I was really very put out by that.

[ He hasn't touched it since, just wanting it to grow out but... yeah. It needs some help. Trevor takes a seat with no mind for the state of the chair, if this is where he's meant to sit. It's quite comfortable. ]

I'd like to grow it back out, just with a shape that isn't this one.

[kill7]

Seven or Qi. They mean the same, anyways... And yeah! They shaved my hair too, and really badly on top of that!

(with a spray bottle, qi starts to wet the hair, gloves on to avoid any possible empathy bond in the work place. they're terrible and itchy and he fights with them every now and then.)

Any shape would be better...

[doesitanyway]

I don't think any concern was given towards our vanity. [ A grave misjudgment, obviously. Trevor glances upwards at the water bottle until he realizes what's happening re: his hair being spritzed, then holds still for it. ] Yes, please pick a different one. I'm sure you know well what you're doing but I wasn't kidding that short of a mistake where I have to shave it back down, it'd be hard to do worse than what's already on my head.

[ Which he sounds almost cheerful about, now that he has someone to fix it. ]

And my name means homestead but I wouldn't want to be called that, seeing as it's not really a name. Qi, then?