text | un: wei laozu, following the protestors being escorted to jail

[weifinder]

Dear Friends,

I am presently enjailed with a number of the protestors who did not have the luck to get free of the ordered guards. Some here have been injured, and we've done what we can on limited supplies and with limited sympathy, but it wouldn't be a terrible idea to drop some fresh clean bandages in, maybe a few poultices for healing, and also:

I probably need to exit this particular stage after chatting up my cellmates for their thoughts, to the accompaniment of the odd gurgle from the semi-conscious man in the corner. Don't worry, he's actually improving.

Remember, make love! Not violence! Makes for more fertile growing grounds.

- Wei Wuxian

( this is help, only not a distressed call for help, from Wei Wuxian, Jailbird. he's so thankful zero dogs are involved in this venture. )

text | un: qishan (forward dated to after the poisoning)

[silverneedles]

Thanks to Lady Vannozza's largesse, I have managed to gain access to the hunting grounds owned by Don Bonaccorso. I extend the offer to any of our company who can be discreet and quiet— you can be smuggled inside. The grounds may offer up mysteries and there is game afoot that might be of potential use.

There are two others attending besides myself: Lily Evans and Wei Wuxian, who will be offering a blessing of fertility in the forest.

If you do join us, you will need to be ready to adapt a compromising position with your closest ally, should any outsiders to our company be present.



[ ooc: wen qing has managed to get access to the hunting grounds post-poisoning and will sneak in people who wish to help catch the owl, cause general mayhem while insisting they can be quiet and on their best behavior, and/or explore the place.

It's supposed to be an orgy, though. So uhhh... kiss your neighbor if/when someone else shows up.

Threadjack at will! ]