[Hello, hi, how are you???? Sorry he's getting straight to the point....sort of? Because he doesn't follow up with, 'I need you help' but only leaves that statement hanging for a moment there.]
A man who was killed by his father. His remains are kept among his family's. I wanted to know if he would rather his final resting place be farther away from them.
[He had thought about it a lot. Burning spirit calming talismans was a no brainer but it also didn't felt like enough. He can't imagine how to atone for betrayal but...when he had gone his separate way with his shizun he hadn't wanted to ever step foot in Wubei Temple ever again. He thinks he would rather throw his body into the sea or die in a foreign land and become a lost spirit than have his remains returned to that place.]
Ah, I can at least attempt, but it depends on if he lingers, in spirit, enough to respond to a call, and what recollection he does or doesn't have... but yes, I can try.
Then make an attempt. [Some might hear that and say he was being arrogant and commanding. But he genuinely was just asking him to try, that he wouldn't blame him if it didn't work.
But he has the sort of face that naturally looks cold so besides the fact that he wasn't shouting it could be hard to tell what he intended with that.]
And then when of you telling me where to meet with you? Will it be now? Not that I mind, as long as there aren't any dogs present, my time is... not free, but flexible in nature at the moment.
[He looks confused because he happened to like dogs (even if they didn't seem to like him). But he lets it go, regardless.
So he nods instead and gives the directions to what appears to be a family shrine of some sort. He waits there, still dressed in the exact same white robes as before.]
( To this, he smiles, but now he has more context. Once more, he gestures for Chu Wanning to take the lead, keeping his own senses turned toward the resentful energies... which do in fact find themselves present, but not so cloyingly as to be difficult to be near.
Unhappy, but not clawing for revenge. )
You just seek to clarify where he wishes to be honoured?
[And to help if the spirit's resentment had turned the man into someone against his nature...not that he's going to explain.
He doesn't know the exact spot the man's remains were kept but he had a name so he walked while scanning the names...until he finally stops. Then he points.]
That one is his.
[There is definitely something angry gathered around that particular urn, though from what he can sense the spirit was not at peace but it wasn't to a dangerous point. Just to be safe, he sets a barrier around this building with a flick of his wrist. Something basic and not very strong. Just in case.]
( time to draw forth chenqing, to stand and call to the... specific energy here, which isn't happy, no, but the resentment it carries isn't such to cloy and sting, leave his tongue heavy in his mouth, his throat parched, his eyes darkening with ill will or the slide of smoke-like energies across skin, seeking, forever seeking.
unlike his husband's direct means of question to answer, he coaxes emotion, experience, less a direct answering than the full of a bombardment shared unequally. the spirit of the dead man pushes forward, outward, flowing thick and viscous, but hardly vicious. unhappiness, the feeling of being wronged, a deep, fathomless grief, these are the things that strike first. that, and: jealous?! my shitty old man?!
... all things told, as Wei Wuxian lowers his flute and raises his brows, not a particularly filial sounding spirit. then again, is he surprised? sordid history, in all this. )
He's complaining, but I'll have to say, most likely he'd prefer his father moved out, such as it is... where was his lover buried, when her time came?
[His expression of confusion was very genuine. He could understand wanting to leave but he couldn't really understand why he would want his father to leave or why they needed to know where the lover was buried.]
She was buried elsewhere...[His tone implies he knows where but...] ...is that important?
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[Hello, hi, how are you???? Sorry he's getting straight to the point....sort of? Because he doesn't follow up with, 'I need you help' but only leaves that statement hanging for a moment there.]
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[Is he going to elaborate? That depends...are you going to ask him to?
(Sorry he sucks at socializing.)]
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( look he's not resurrecting another fox spirit to separate it from the human it killed, is he )
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[He had thought about it a lot. Burning spirit calming talismans was a no brainer but it also didn't felt like enough. He can't imagine how to atone for betrayal but...when he had gone his separate way with his shizun he hadn't wanted to ever step foot in Wubei Temple ever again. He thinks he would rather throw his body into the sea or die in a foreign land and become a lost spirit than have his remains returned to that place.]
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Then make an attempt. [Some might hear that and say he was being arrogant and commanding. But he genuinely was just asking him to try, that he wouldn't blame him if it didn't work.
But he has the sort of face that naturally looks cold so besides the fact that he wasn't shouting it could be hard to tell what he intended with that.]
I'll tell you where to meet me.
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And then when of you telling me where to meet with you? Will it be now? Not that I mind, as long as there aren't any dogs present, my time is... not free, but flexible in nature at the moment.
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[Because he doesn't want to leave the person there if they do not want to be.]
Why can't there be dogs?
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( which is the nice way to say it. )
Meet with me, show me to this man's resting place. We can see what there is to learn.
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[He looks confused because he happened to like dogs (even if they didn't seem to like him). But he lets it go, regardless.
So he nods instead and gives the directions to what appears to be a family shrine of some sort. He waits there, still dressed in the exact same white robes as before.]
His remains are kept in here.
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They burn their dead, retain the ashes?
( Is he dealing with true bodies in some sense, or with a burial plaque; he looks to Chu Wanning, brows gently arched. )
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...will that be a problem?
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( To this, he smiles, but now he has more context. Once more, he gestures for Chu Wanning to take the lead, keeping his own senses turned toward the resentful energies... which do in fact find themselves present, but not so cloyingly as to be difficult to be near.
Unhappy, but not clawing for revenge. )
You just seek to clarify where he wishes to be honoured?
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[And to help if the spirit's resentment had turned the man into someone against his nature...not that he's going to explain.
He doesn't know the exact spot the man's remains were kept but he had a name so he walked while scanning the names...until he finally stops. Then he points.]
That one is his.
[There is definitely something angry gathered around that particular urn, though from what he can sense the spirit was not at peace but it wasn't to a dangerous point. Just to be safe, he sets a barrier around this building with a flick of his wrist. Something basic and not very strong. Just in case.]
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unlike his husband's direct means of question to answer, he coaxes emotion, experience, less a direct answering than the full of a bombardment shared unequally. the spirit of the dead man pushes forward, outward, flowing thick and viscous, but hardly vicious. unhappiness, the feeling of being wronged, a deep, fathomless grief, these are the things that strike first. that, and: jealous?! my shitty old man?!
... all things told, as Wei Wuxian lowers his flute and raises his brows, not a particularly filial sounding spirit. then again, is he surprised? sordid history, in all this. )
He's complaining, but I'll have to say, most likely he'd prefer his father moved out, such as it is... where was his lover buried, when her time came?
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[His expression of confusion was very genuine. He could understand wanting to leave but he couldn't really understand why he would want his father to leave or why they needed to know where the lover was buried.]
She was buried elsewhere...[His tone implies he knows where but...] ...is that important?