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Before her second disappearance, Prassenze ravaged her compartment for a hidden box.

( 'How do you know this, Wangji?' 'Any details?' No. )

Separately, forge or jewellery master begged sought. A trinket for powders.

New arrivals, be welcome.

( ooc: CONTENT WARNING that he is looking to make tokens to hold hell demonic lizard creature ashes, if that creeps anyone out OOCly ;; )

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what kinda powders we talking 'bout here?

[ Wangji are you doing drugs. ]

also, can we have more details on the box?

Jewellery to contain things is easy enough. Did you have something in mind?

I wonder, was Prassenze searching for a box she contained dream tokens in?

You sneaking through girls' rooms now?

Where I'm from, a trinket for powders means a necklace where you stash your cocaine.

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Like gunpowder?

Lan Zhan, you're the worst at explanations.

( he smiles and also snorts a little at this, but he's glad, since he's only coherent about Now. )

Thank you for welcoming the new arrivals! Very sweet.

How large of a trinket for the powders?

Do we have any idea what is in the box?

Do we have confirmation that she did that herself, then?

In that case it is more than likely that she is indeed the cause of this disturbance, and I cannot quite discern the cause. None of her successive transformations has made her more agreeable to Firo's entourage and now she's nowhere to be found.

Are you okay?? You know people only want little containers like that for powder back home for drugs, right? It's a thing.

I know everything was super awful for a while and now we're in a time loop, but I hope people aren't telling you that's an okay way to handle it. We can find people for you to talk to about what happened back there. Drugs won't fix anything.

( When she last stood beside Lan Wangji, no words were exchanged between them. She decided to keep him company during his restless watches without the need to fill the silence with conversation. Now she is much better rested, but she has not forgotten.

Emilia ensures her missive will be private before she sends it. )

Powders?

[ He's getting whiplash reading through responses and trying to figure out if it's gauche to mock a man for daily cleanses and apparently sentimental powders, so he'll just. Dip his toe in the waters, steady as he goes. ]

Found your trinket yet?

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