un: moonage daydream (audio)

[lancifolium]

[ In a whisper: ] Wei Wuxian? Wrath? Can either of you hear me? I think I've found Hatisse. She's very far back, past the previous Doxes.


[ note: this is taking place pre-lockdown, centering around the outing sketched out here in the royal mausoleums. since these conversations are happening on the closed network, characters can eavesdrop and commentate. ]

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[weifinder]

Try, and if not, we'll proceed to our next course of action. Right now I'm navigating around a cluster of guards and touring citizens...

[lancifolium]

[ After a few minutes of waiting to make sure the coast was clear. ]

I think this might work! I'll need to vanish a few more to make room, especially if we've got to restore the box's size but we're in business!

[weifinder]

The restoring will be necessary, but brilliant work, Lily! I should be there soon, these guards are... I believe they're talking about a... oh.

Well then, we have some patrons of the nightly arts here.

[lancifolium]

You really ought to talk to Hermione about one of her screaming codpieces. It might spare you from these awkward situations.

I'm pretending to weep on this tomb while discretely vanishing stones and I think the box will almost fit!

[weifinder]

Huh. She's making what now? Would it go with half skirts, do you think?

Great work, keep the tears flowing, I'll be along before much longer!

[lancifolium]

I'm not sure if they're her invention or supplied to be her cover story. Nonetheless, people are very unlikely to rub something that's screaming. It might help.

I've got almost it! Of course, I've got to get it covered up. There's got to be something I can turn into stones in my bag.

Have you got to play for them before we finish the burial?

[weifinder]

I'll suppose it depends on the type of screaming, but yes, one hopes it to be a deterrent.

I... may, yes, so. Sliding out of this area, and hah! I do see you, please work with me on this.

( because when he approaches, it's with clear footsteps, and a hand that lands on her back, pat pat. )

There, there. Perhaps I can play, in honour of those passed?

( this would be horribly presumptive if she were actually someone in active mourning right now. )

[lancifolium]

Oh, you're so kind. He loved music.

[ Lily leaned forward, nudging a little stone into place over the top of the partially obscured box before affectionately brushing a hand over the name on the tomb.

Raising her hands to her face as a lady without a fan might, to shield him from the sight of her reddened eyes as a lady might, she sniffled and hid a smile behind her palms. ]

Thank you, good sir.

[ She did her best to sound mournful yet grateful as she turned back to the tomb she was half draped across to resume grieving while trying to transfigure odds and ends from her pockets into stones so that she could continue the work of burying the small box. ]

[weifinder]

Of course, it's my honour.

( To play for the dead, indeed, and two; the one of whose bones they send to the ground here, and the one to whom she drapes over. Wei Wuxian pulls Chenqing out, readies himself, and plays, to send spirits onward, which totally is fine in a mausoleum, right? )

[lancifolium]

[ He played and she worked between feigned shoulder-shaking sobs of mourning. Nudging stones into place and tucking the box away, until the carefully laid stones she had used a vanishing charm to remove had been replaced by newly transfigured rocks. ]

There we are. Rest in peace my darling.

[ Lily hadn't given much thought to how his music might affect other spirits lingering around the place, but all seemed peaceful as she sniffled and turned back to him, her wand disappearing into her dress as she reached up to dab her eyes, sparing him a brief, but pointed glance. Another job well done. ]