video; un: peekaboo

[descendency]

[ the video feed flicks on to a young man's grim, steel-eyed gaze. he strikes as a man who might be more attractive were he not so severe and dour, a natural softness to his features that does not take easily to his fury. rosy lips pulled taut in displeasure, he stares out as though scrutinizing an audience he has not yet gathered, who yet remains unseen. ]

It's Gabriel.

[ he states his own name with distaste, as though he would rather be doing anything but giving his name to these circumstances and that much is the plain truth of the matter. ]

I require the statuses of Beitang Moran [ insufferable know it all ], Wei Wuxian [ insufferable busybody ], and Five [ insufferable ].

As for the rest of you, would someone like to kindly tell me where the fuck we are and what the hell we're doing here?

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[beitangmoran]

Oh, we're making do, thank you.

Since you remember us, I assume you remember your time here. What exactly was you last time with us?

[descendency]

Apparently almost a year ago. Do you remember the last you saw of me?

[beitangmoran]

You weren't with us after Taravast, so that's where I assume we somehow lost you. We were under the impression you and your companion had made it home, though.

[descendency]

[ there is a near audible crack from sheer tension in the way mingyu clenches his jaw. ]

Perhaps we did. I don't remember.

[ that's all he has to say on the matter. ]

Perhaps we could meet later. You wouldn't happen to still have any decent tea?

[beitangmoran]

... You don't? Strange. The people who left and came back usually remembered being back in their world.

And of course I have good quality tea.

[descendency]

[ ...more information is definitely needed there. ]

Enough to share?

[beitangmoran]

Always. If you manage to make your way to where I am. Things are bit... upended, right now. Quite literally.