If we were relying on skill in this, I'd be the least of who you'd wish here. Thankfully, we need only watch to ensure these don't burn, and they bake swift. Then we take more of those flat rounds you see there, shovel them in on these flat paddles to rest on the clear area you see some now, ah? Easy, as long as we avoid feeding the flames.
( cheerful in delivery, nothing missed beyond a blink when wrath is there, and he smiles, handing over one of the paddles with their long handles, meant for reaching within the baking over to extract what is there. )
You did find me. Might a man ask the why, and hear an answer?
( then a gesture, to the flatbreads, and Wei Wuxian shifts to slide each of the baked rounds off into a waiting basket, linen folded back to receive the bread. he folds the linen back over, and sets the now full basket to the end of their area, where soon enough it will be collected, just as another basket is dropped off, third in a line of them, all unequal in size, make, weave.
( once again, wrath finds himself eternally grateful that none of his brothers are in this world and no other demon could possibly see him at the moment. his house would be in danger of collapsing from within at the mere knowledge that he is even here. his suit is as well pressed and fine as ever, and he hopes no flour gets on it to add insult to injury.
but he does take the handle of the paddle to do his part. standing back here looking out of place has a higher chance of drawing more attention to them. his gaze moves toward the bread. ...he believes when it has darkened too much then it has burned. bread is not something he eats. )
I can sense your connection with death both with your ability and your experience.
It gives you a unique feeling - certainly unlike anyone else within our group.
( wrath can sense their magic as well, but death is what he, himself, has the strongest connection to beyond his namesake sin. he is honed to it. it makes it easier to pick out within a crowd. )
( better have the magics to keep flour behaving, given the way of it, ridiculous and useful substance that it is. wei wuxian looks to more of the flat rounds and works to set them on wooden paddle to be put into the baking oven; lifting an eyebrow at wrath's words, and huffing out something like but unlike a laugh. )
One would wonder if those who've died truly have their own feeling to you, then. They're... interesting, to my sense of them. Now you, far more powerful than anything I am, I suspect, but if I don't acknowledge that, I'd be as foolish as to think certain esteemed horrible lords of the not-quite-living aren't as powerful as they are. Now...
( into the oven the bread goes, and it takes some shimmying of the board to divest himself of flats on the paddle until they rest on stone and brick; )
You sought me out. What for? I'm guessing this isn't about tea or drinks, though I'll note I do enjoy both, and Lan Zhan can't drink without haring off, so my drinking partners are low in supply these days.
( wrath does not know if what he gets from the undead is different than what wei wuxian does, but it is very possible. he has been dealing with the dead for a long time, but he has also been accustomed to dealing with souls instead of the spirits this world appears to hold.
he says nothing to all of that, which is perhaps acknowledgement enough of the power he generally holds. this world takes much from him. )
I will keep that in mind when it comes to the tea and drinks ( mortal food is still something he is growing accustomed to. ) , but no, that is not what I came to you for now.
I came to you for two reasons. The first is Lady Vannozza- she is sick. She appears to be possessed by death itself. I wondered if you'd ever experienced anything like it before.
thiiiis is gonna be part of hijinks in timing but lol w/e now you know in two ways
... The Lady has not invited or asked for my examination, but I can tell you this: she's being emptied, for another to fill. Her body's being asked to endure the loss of her spirit in stages.
( no smiles, here, it's said factually, as he knows. )
What she requires is warding against spiritual invasion and the knowledge of who has hired and paid the Attaryl to do this. I have suspicions, but as of now, I have no knowing. But she's the favoured cousin.
( a sideglance to Wrath with that. )
Isn't she.
lmaoo YES timeywimeyness is a go so they can talk about this part of it here and just know things
( Wrath catches the sideglance, understanding the meaning without any further hint required. it helps his own thoughts have been headed that way for some time, and he would know family is ruthless- not that his brothers are anything like mortal families.
he nods, and his expression is grim. )
I had my own suspicions based on other information I had learned though it was not enough evidence to prove definitive. This only further solidifies who I've suspected.
( after all, they do know the man has been lengthening his life at the cost of the lives of servants with dark magic. they will have to look for further evidence before they can do anything about him, but he means to search for it. )
Oh, a long deceased witch popped in and told us. Hatisse, I believe you've met her remarkably well preserved self.
( he peers in at the new round of bread baking in the oven, and bless everything, but it's meant to be flat bread so his concerns over it rising or not rising can be... ignored. )
Turns out she's not so moved on as we suspected, which, in all honestly, doesn't surprise me when the object of her lasting, ah, addressing only recently passed beyond this world himself.
I am familiar. I had assumed her body was being preserved for her body parts to be used in spells and rituals, but it seems as if she may have been preserved for herself.
( wrath grimaces at this news, but he does not appear surprised. there must have been a reason her body was kept so remarkably preserved. clearly, she intends on returning to it or returning to life itself in some way.
he does not like the thin rules that exist here. mortals, witches, and the like can simply defy death whether they choose to or not. )
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( cheerful in delivery, nothing missed beyond a blink when wrath is there, and he smiles, handing over one of the paddles with their long handles, meant for reaching within the baking over to extract what is there. )
You did find me. Might a man ask the why, and hear an answer?
( then a gesture, to the flatbreads, and Wei Wuxian shifts to slide each of the baked rounds off into a waiting basket, linen folded back to receive the bread. he folds the linen back over, and sets the now full basket to the end of their area, where soon enough it will be collected, just as another basket is dropped off, third in a line of them, all unequal in size, make, weave.
time for more to be placed in the oven. )
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but he does take the handle of the paddle to do his part. standing back here looking out of place has a higher chance of drawing more attention to them. his gaze moves toward the bread. ...he believes when it has darkened too much then it has burned. bread is not something he eats. )
I can sense your connection with death both with your ability and your experience.
It gives you a unique feeling - certainly unlike anyone else within our group.
( wrath can sense their magic as well, but death is what he, himself, has the strongest connection to beyond his namesake sin. he is honed to it. it makes it easier to pick out within a crowd. )
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One would wonder if those who've died truly have their own feeling to you, then. They're... interesting, to my sense of them. Now you, far more powerful than anything I am, I suspect, but if I don't acknowledge that, I'd be as foolish as to think certain esteemed horrible lords of the not-quite-living aren't as powerful as they are. Now...
( into the oven the bread goes, and it takes some shimmying of the board to divest himself of flats on the paddle until they rest on stone and brick; )
You sought me out. What for? I'm guessing this isn't about tea or drinks, though I'll note I do enjoy both, and Lan Zhan can't drink without haring off, so my drinking partners are low in supply these days.
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he says nothing to all of that, which is perhaps acknowledgement enough of the power he generally holds. this world takes much from him. )
I will keep that in mind when it comes to the tea and drinks ( mortal food is still something he is growing accustomed to. ) , but no, that is not what I came to you for now.
I came to you for two reasons. The first is Lady Vannozza- she is sick. She appears to be possessed by death itself. I wondered if you'd ever experienced anything like it before.
thiiiis is gonna be part of hijinks in timing but lol w/e now you know in two ways
( no smiles, here, it's said factually, as he knows. )
What she requires is warding against spiritual invasion and the knowledge of who has hired and paid the Attaryl to do this. I have suspicions, but as of now, I have no knowing. But she's the favoured cousin.
( a sideglance to Wrath with that. )
Isn't she.
lmaoo YES timeywimeyness is a go so they can talk about this part of it here and just know things
he nods, and his expression is grim. )
I had my own suspicions based on other information I had learned though it was not enough evidence to prove definitive. This only further solidifies who I've suspected.
( after all, they do know the man has been lengthening his life at the cost of the lives of servants with dark magic. they will have to look for further evidence before they can do anything about him, but he means to search for it. )
How did you come across this information?
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( he peers in at the new round of bread baking in the oven, and bless everything, but it's meant to be flat bread so his concerns over it rising or not rising can be... ignored. )
Turns out she's not so moved on as we suspected, which, in all honestly, doesn't surprise me when the object of her lasting, ah, addressing only recently passed beyond this world himself.
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( wrath grimaces at this news, but he does not appear surprised. there must have been a reason her body was kept so remarkably preserved. clearly, she intends on returning to it or returning to life itself in some way.
he does not like the thin rules that exist here. mortals, witches, and the like can simply defy death whether they choose to or not. )
You assisted with his moving on?