un: anglicized

[descendency]

I noticed several of you at my concert the other day.

[ Long, thoughtful pause. ]

I hope you enjoyed it. Do tell me if you have any feedback.

[ He meant to warn everyone of possible side effects and to get in touch with him if they need help, but once he started talking he changed his mind. Why invite trouble? If someone's suffering enough surely they'll put two and two together and seek him out, right?

So good talk, kids. You're on your own. ]

Well, good talk. Don't die out there. Or cost us money. Or else.

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un: absterge

[downswing]

You imbued music with sorcery.



( You people don't respond well to 'qi.' )

[descendency]

[ Hey, he watches xianxia AND anime. ]

What makes you say that, little cluckling?

[downswing]

I speak the lie?

[descendency]

I'm just asking where the notion came from.

Is this callout supposed to serve a purpose? Are you going to cancel me on social media?

[downswing]

( What is social me —

...has his communicator stopped translating — )


Shared interest. The Lan sect perpetuates musical sorcery.

UN: Lianfang-Zun

[malicing]

Forgive me, I am new: what instrument is your specialty?

[descendency]

[ Oh, he needs you in his dossier. ]

Name, rank, and sect affiliation please.

[ Just... guessing from your username. Either one of the old timey cultivators or a huge nerd, and he's not holding his breath for huge nerd. That would be too much fun. ]

[malicing]

[He is a dangerous addition!]

I am Jin Guangyao, Leader of the Lanling Jin sect.

[If only, right? Yet he could be an old timey cultivator nerd. Just consider him a strange hybrid?]

[descendency]

[ That's a new one. He writes it down. ]

A pleasure. Bai Mingyu. I play the erhu, as well as violin and piano.

[malicing]

You are gifted. I am fond of the guqin and xiao myself.

[Music can be so...powerful. He likes that aspect of it and has made use of it on unsuspecting Nies.]

The pleasure is mine. I hope I can attend one of your concerts soon.

un: dappled pearl of the parted seas [voice]

[beitangmoran]

That was quite the performance, Master Bai.

[descendency]

Did you enjoy yourself, cousin?

[ He sounds MUCH too pleased with himself. ]

[beitangmoran]

It certainly was poignant.

[Are you hoping for some deets here Mingyu because he will say nothing unless prodded directly.]

[descendency]

[ God why are you so difficult and also no fun. ]

Is that all you have to say? I saw your husband listening with you.

[beitangmoran]

Do you expect more praise, Master Bai? I did not think you vain to that point.

Xunxian was around too, yes.

un: ut malum pluvia

[somebadnews]

[ Lucky for Five (and probably everyone else), he missed the concert. And yet he still finds it in himself to give feedback. ]

I liked your speech.

[descendency]

[ Look Mingyu probably would've counterspelled the effects on Five specifically if he'd seen him in the audience. Like a solid 60% chance. ]

I thought you might. How are you holding up since our arrival?

[somebadnews]

[ Don't ask. It feels like he's window shopping for who to sell his soul to at this point. ]

It's nice to be out of the rain. [ And he'll just talk around any concern he might have had after the possession thing. ] I didn't think we'd be getting a performance so soon.

[descendency]

Far be it for me to let such an opportunity slip by. I'm sorry you missed it. Perhaps I could give you a private concert sometime.

[ He's all smiles as he goes on. ]

Anything I can do to ease your burdens? I've been keeping an eye on your sister for you, not that she apparently needs the help. Probably for the best you ended up with the troubled one.

[somebadnews]

Maybe another time.

[ It's a good enough cover, he just doesn't like the way it sounds! And excuse you, 'the troubled one'? If Vanya heard that, he will kill you. ]

Have you? She's an actress, I doubt it's a challenge for her. [ What is she getting up to -- no, he trusts her. ] I'm more concerned about the recent influx. If you have an updated list, let me know.

un: chengmei

[thesuspense]

Yah, I have some.

[Judging by the tone, he is feeling petulant.]

Break your hands.

[descendency]

That's incredibly intimate of you to say, Xiaomei.

[ A little beauty, however deadly. ]

[thesuspense]

I can intimately help you break them one finger at a time.

[His voice sounds sweet, which does not fit the words at all. It is followed by a quiet snort and then a louder huff of frustration, as he's pictured the deed and discovered that he does not want to harm him.

UGH. What is this?!]

[descendency]

Would it help you to hurt me? Go ahead. It's nothing that won't heal.

[ It'd take some magic and Fox wouldn't be thrilled about it, but Mingyu's been through worse for less. ]

private;

[soulsrob]

It was magic, wasn't it? Something to manipulate emotions? I've never felt that before.

[Or, you know, at all.

Her words are subdued for once, thoughtful]