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[downswing]

( Dark and damp and Lan Wangji's pallor strained under moonlight. Behind him, flickers of broad, long temple columns — and the smoke smears of... ghosts, gathered. He seems short of breath, the silvered sheen of his sword half drawn from her scabbard, a spate of parchment papers littering the walls: active talismans. )

They have crowded their halls of the dead, to excess.

Here, the key withholds itself. Who hunts the other locations?

( And a pause, hesitant — whether to find his words or, absently, slap another talisman on the spirit that looms with a gaping maw behind him. ) Ke-Waihu stands safe?

( ooc: forwarded dated to the group's incursions in Ke-Waicai. Feel free to run into him in person, if you're also chasing the haunted temple key! )

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[downswing]

They have crowded their halls of the dead, to excess.

Here, the key withholds itself. Who hunts the other locations?

Ke-Waihu stands safe?

[consignation]

[ Do not treat others with contempt. Wangji your whole personality is banned by your sect, how does that make you feel? ]

It's too late, I can still see your chest heaving, the delicate furrow of your brow, your moon-kissed face.

Awful.

[downswing]

Cease staring.

[consignation]

No. You put the image in my head, you live with the knowledge of my stare.

[downswing]

Shamelessness haunted the Pier.

[consignation]

That's not the insult you think it is because Wei Wuxian also lived there.

[downswing]

His roots evidenced.

[consignation]

He's older than me, must be his bad influence.

1/2

[downswing]

Wei Ying possesses

[downswing]

( 'Honour thy spouse' vs 'Speak no lies': fight. )

unmistakable specificity.

[consignation]

[ New drinking game: take a shot every time someone who loves Wei Wuxian has to utter a diplomatic version of the truth. ]

That's a lot of words to say 不要脸.

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[reparo]

I don't think he entrusted you with that right.

[consignation]

The point IS⁠—

If he didn't want to be seen, perhaps he should not have gone out of his way to show off his well-endowed Lan arms. And yet he did.

1/4

[reparo]

Hold on.

[reparo]

[man, HOLD ON]

[reparo]

Are you suggesting that it's his fault for you oggling his [airquotes] "handsome struggling"?

[reparo]

Because you could just keep your eyes shut.

[consignation]

And what makes you so defensive of his honor?

[ JiangWanyin.exe is running. Searching for worst-faith reading of situation. Please hold. ]

⁠—Are you his side piece??

[ LAN WANGJI DO YOU HAVE A 二奶!!!! ]

[downswing]

You speak to a child.







Who absents a key.

[consignation]

Ugh, another of your fanclub then. I haven't missed them.

[ The Lan puppy brigade, that is. ]

[downswing]

( He misses his kids, though. )


Jiang Wanyin misses his disciples.

[reparo]

Am I HIS WHAT?

[consignation]

I don't see anyone else jumping to his defense! Not even his wif⁠— Sp⁠— My brother!!

1/2

[reparo]

The word you're looking for is husband?

[reparo]

And I'm not his side anything, you rude man! He's fighting ghosts over there and you're coming in to accuse him of being handsome while at it? Hmm.