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[weifinder]

Wei Wuxian
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[weifinder]

( walking, another hum of acknowledgement, that he's reading. thinking. )

Healing is not a singular path, ah? The world... any world, would be kinder for a lack of disappointments. We would give much to grant that kind of life to those we love.

( easier to say like this, as he's slowly waking, letting the morning sink into his bones, each footstep. the world is rich in scents and sounds, and he breathes in, audibly deep and slow, out just as slow. )

He has your care. Already, he stands on firmer ground than many. This world, shattered as it is, may have the benefit of... needing people to respond, without being the people we are at home.

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( Enjoy, for a few heartbeats, the small pulse of sparkling light the next message brings — a modest deviation from the much grander emergency alert talisman the young use, repurposed to amuse a waking Wei Ying. )

The world has already disappointed him.

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( hear the moment he pauses, the small, almost laughed exhalation. the quiet murmur: )

So pretty...!

( the resuming, swifter, with less shuffling, of progress in the correct direction. )

So allow him time, much as we can. We won't leave him alone.

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Beauty unto beauty.

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( another soft laugh, without pausing. )

Beautiful words from a beautiful man.

( he has in mind his own pretty, small show for when he arrives. preceding him, a blue shade of his barrier breaking butterflies. different also in intent: energy seeking butterflies. looking to land and beat their small, illusionary wings on whatever feels strongest in qi in the immediate area. )

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3I spoke of my brother.

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I said what I said.

( with a bit of a huff that is, for the most part, playful pouting as he's fully awake by now )

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Each butterfly's wings hold a different beat. How?

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Would you like to see the script?

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I offer a fistful of lotus seeds for the privilege.

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Already shelled?

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No. You enjoy the game.

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Oh?

( sounding curious, get crushing detritus as he approaches, hair fluttering behind: )

Does that mean you might be persuaded?

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( For once, not running, truly only chasing the dregs of Wei Ying's rest. Shock, in the progress of their marital ties. Horror. )


After brother's bathing waters are secured.

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( the slow fizzle of something near simple joy, sparking alive in his eyes. )

A spring, then. Not near the forest. Not the lake with the sometimes dead, let me think...

( places and people discussing other places, one must be closer to what the Lans envisioned for themselves as proper bathing, albeit any energy flows here leaning tired or tainted. clean water, clear, cold. a spring. )

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He is a sect leader, requiring care.

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Mm, which is why I'm thinking a natural spring...

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Even the sea is tainted.

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Mah, Lan Zhan, he's liking the hot springs, there must be a clean cold spring around, ah? No need for salted waters, tainted or otherwise.

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He is not of Yunmeng.

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And?

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Decorum must be observed.

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Lan Zhaaaaan.

What have you found so far, ah?

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Irrelevant.

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( can you hear him now, rustling through foliage? or perhaps that's one of the village cats. )

Highly relevant, how else are you bathing, so he can bathe?

( so also one Wei Wuxian can sleep more, but he might, just maybe, think that's not happening again anytime soon. unfortunately. )