#{xiaodan threads

“They could have at least cleaned up after themselves.” Dark eyes scrutinized the empty bottles littering the area, trying to determine whether he wanted to touch the filth to clean it, then deciding against it. “Well, if no one is hurt...”

“Ah.” He vaguely remembered how those things worked. “Mm...no clue. I think it was an accident. Is it this thing that’s keeping the door closed?” The path that his thoughts were beginning to travel were clear, especially when the dragon continued, “...Will the door open if I smash that thing?”

A finger incessantly pushed at the button to open the elevator door, hissing under his breath with mounting frustration as the elevator continued to rest at a standstill with its doors still unopened. If he was willing to risk it he could simply pry the doors open with his hands and be done with this nonsense, but the dragon’s knowledge regarding some of the newer technology was limited and he had no clue how brute force would affect a stalled elevator. So instead, the man turned with a low growl of mounting frustration towards the stranger who had also been trapped in there with him. “Do you have any ideas on how to get this contraption open?”

“What do you think you are doing.” The question was delivered as more of a statement, each word of it clearly enunciated by the man. It was obvious that he was barely reigning in an outburst and, depending on the answer that would be given, he might let it loose regardless.

“Listen-- I am not fond of repeating myself so let this be the last time I have to say it.” Xiaodan took a deep breath, eyes flashing in anger and irritation as he spoke a single word. “Move.”

Obsidian eyes narrowed as they stared unabashedly at the other. Was he...? Yeah, the definitely was, but it felt different too, not quite the same. Was there a chance he would know something? It couldn’t hurt to ask and if he turned out to be an idiot, well, oh well then. At this point the dragon, completely lost in his thoughts, had been nearly glaring at the poor stranger for a good couple of seconds.

“There’s no point in worrying over what we can’t change, maybe we can ask around. I doubt Jian’s flying around as a dragon wherever they are or we would have heard about it by now.” With Xiao trailing behind her, Mei walked up to the nearest person, a small and polite smile growing on her lips. “Hello, I’m sorry to bother you but have you seen a person recently with black hair and red eyes?”