un: absterge

[downswing]

( 'lo, from the depths of the Mouse House, post-Unwinding: )

If... this were no dream. The child of the rains, bearing a vulpine mask. 'Hyang-Won' and his pale protector.

He is remembered? He did not appear as the other manifestations.

Though we have retrieves ourselves, we cannot abandon a child to nightmares.


( Guilt is strong among exorcists. )

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[downswing]

( What he is. Dregs. A monster. )

Past the reach of orphans.

[consignation]

[ war made monsters of us all, we inherit the sins of our fathers, the world is not what we were promised when we were young, etc, we've all got existential guilt and trauma lan wangji, get over it. ]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll find Wei Wuxian first then.

[downswing]

...to what end?


( Still a jealous child, who may have just put his toy down, but when another boy threatens to reach for it — )

[consignation]

Because I'm bound to find you that way eventually. Did you really need to ask?

[ thank the heavens your child and any other child of this union will have to be adopted because the net brain cells between the parents is... yikes. ]

[downswing]

'Hanguang-Jun goes where the chaos is.'

[consignation]

Strange thing to call your own husband.

[downswing]

Once, you saw him to exile.

[consignation]

[ loudly: ]

WEI WUXIAN, HE'S DOING IT AGAIN—

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[downswing]

( This dreasdful snitch — )

[downswing]

( Please excuse exactly sixty seconds of an at-distance silent spell, to stop this tattler. )

[consignation]

[ you DARE silence the SANDU SHENGSHOU??? oh!! jail!!! jail for hanguang-jun!!! jail for husband of wei wuxian!!!

there's muffled fury and wide, wild, accusatory eyes in lan wangji's direction.

WEI WUXIAN DO YOU SEE THIS FUCKING SHIT HE'S TAKING HIS BLESSING BACK THIS IS WAR ]

[downswing]

( HEM HEM, while the silence spell is holding — )

What does Jiang Wanyin wish heard?

( A most telling, graveyard pause. Ah, sweet nothing it is. )

Discretion suits his dignity.

( ...fine, the spell can die now. )

[weifinder]

Lan Zhan, behave.

[downswing]

Unquestioningly.


( ...now. )

[weifinder]

Using Silence?

[downswing]

Bring your evidence.

[weifinder]

My brother never suddenly stops shouting.

( he... sounds... a touch amused at that, sorry, evidence is in the loudness here )

[downswing]

Perhaps he was inspired.

[weifinder]

Has a cow leapt the moon?

[downswing]

To salute rabbits.

[weifinder]

Fancifully done! Also evasive. Lan Zhan, I may not have been an eldest, but I've been an elder brother. In some ways, younger siblings apparently aren't all too different!

( countdown to his husband and brother both being appalled in five... four... three... )

[downswing]

...are they not.

[weifinder]

In ways? Not at all.

[consignation]

What did I TELL you! Every! Time! We!! Speak!!!!

[weifinder]

Yelling isn't helpful either, but you're still planning to find me on the roof, yes? You know that if there's anything you wish to tell me, needling my husband with it first us the least helpful way of doing it.