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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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[silverneedles]

[ Excuse her while she tries not to laugh for a moment. ]

Very generous of you, Sect Leader Jiang. Bloodied and wet can catch the eye.

[consignation]

[ are we instantly, quietly, breathlessly smitten by the slightest hint of humor from wen qing? yes. emphatically. ]

He's also vaguely less testy if he's had himself a recent good maiming. Makes him less destructive in the house.

[ like a dog getting regular walkies. ]

[silverneedles]

[ that comparison is surprisingly apt. ]

Perhaps finding a less violent to channel that energy would be helpful. But, as long as he keeps the maiming to a minimum, we can't complain too much.