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[downswing]

( Behold the beautiful view of one [1] Lan Wangji, blood-drenched in one of the dusty, downtrodden streets of Hatthevar, while rains weep down — clear, for a change. In the hand that isn't holding his pendant, his sword's drawn, bloodied. )

Slave masters know little of the man Matthias. ( A pause, then almost sheepish: ) When they yet speak. Their victims recall with difficulty. Shall search the waters for signs of his whereabouts.

( Small chance of it, but carrying on ) Beware wish makers. They tempt with that which is not theirs to give.

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[consignation]

[ YOUR BROTHER APPROACHED HIM and there's nothing innocent about wei wuxian. ]

And I've never seen you have a passing understanding of normalcy, so??

[ what's that got to do with the price of eggs, wangji? ]

[downswing]

If you come to harm, I decline responsibility.

[consignation]

Back at you??

Are your clothes chafing you excessively in their drenched state?

[ because you're sounding pretty chafed, buddy. ]

[downswing]

Wen Qing may attend.



( That's right, your girlfriend. )