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Wei Wuxian
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un: absterge

[downswing]

Two tasks. Divided, we may conquer.

The village Waicai or the hurts of Waihu? Decide.

Re: un: absterge

[weifinder]

Turn your gaze toward the path the Huntress takes, and I'll watch the Master of Beasts. I imagine we'll find that's much the same divide in the end, ah?

[downswing]

You see their paths converging?

[weifinder]

I see the potential, or the inevitability. Even the wind wheedled with us for merely weeks of disguise, ah?

[downswing]

( How this still bruises. )


Ah.

Wei Ying. If the dead overtake our wills. A code.

[weifinder]

You trust they won't take our minds, which I respect. It seems unlikely with the manner in which the dead live here.

What code do you imagine?

1/2

[downswing]

A matter known to us alone.

[downswing]

What Sizhui styled me in Yiling.

[weifinder]

Ah, let me think... but I know, already, what he chose to call you.

Let it be so.

( money bro )

[downswing]

( Once upon a time, he had money, bro. )

And agreement. If the Beastmaster or Huntress claims us: permitted, to do what needs done to fleetingly placate us.

[weifinder]

Agreed, with one exception.

No wine.

[downswing]

( Months later, the sliver of recognition singes and stabs.

It strikes him: )


I wounded you last.

[weifinder]

Wine has always quieted my thoughts.

When it comes to them, quiet thoughts are not helpful. Wine doesn't solve, it drowns out. Even I've always known that much.

[downswing]

Humbly, I thank your instruction.

[weifinder]

Mm, it's something that you'd have learned, if you'd, ah, had any tolerance for alcohol.

Though I wonder, did your brother never teach you how he burns the alcohol away? It's a waste of good alcohol if it were ever for the drinking, but he seemed to find it useful, at least when asking others to join him to drink. Or asking to join others. A bit hazy, there.

[downswing]

I drink to recuse myself.

[weifinder]

Then, or now?

[downswing]

Now, for your pleasure.

[weifinder]

Care to hold for after this particular leg of our adventures?

[downswing]

You wish me to drink?

[weifinder]

Whatever is your preference, Lan Zhan.

[downswing]

A fault of the body. Weakness to substance.

Spice. Drink. Perhaps more.

( Though he has yet to attempt the opiates or aphrodisiac brews that merchants peddle. )

I lack in calluses.

[weifinder]

Your hands speak otherwise.

We all train in different ways, Lan Zhan. If you wish this, I'm happy to help. If you don't, I see nothing callous within it.

[downswing]

I wish to be my husband's equal.

[weifinder]

In all things not considered detrimental?