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Wei Wuxian
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( a low, humourless sort of huffing exhalation. )

Chance. Nothing deliberate by me, everything desperate by the youth who took my place. That's no solution, and was theory before it proved true, and I was cursed in the process.

( a summoning, an exchange, for a price in blood. )

That won't solve his soulmate's issue. Still, other things might slow the decline. If the body has enough will left to live.

( he doesn't say: if not, he can resurrect. it's not what he's tried to learn but for the necessity of their remaining beyond matthias' machinations. )

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I discouraged. He insulted.

He will come to you. Inevitably.

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I'll speak with him first, perhaps.

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...perhaps.

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Perhaps even today. Since my night's free.

( dryly. )

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Allow me first to finish penitence.

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Am I to listen to you kneel?

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Unnecessary. Sleep.

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I'll find Wen Kexing. Good kneeling, may you find many ants to observe.

[downswing]

Fetch fresh parchment with morning.


( .........burning the nest. )

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( he just laughs, because: now he's had warning. any papers he cares about can be shoved in a satchel and carried off.

such kindness! such largesse! )

Your loss.

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I do this not for you, but for my soul.

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I know. Just as for mine, only when I pay respects to the departed does it mean a thing.

[downswing]

Then why castigate me?




( This just in, Wen Kexing: national punishment. )

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... By choosing to speak with a man who has an ill to likely dying soulmate?

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( Opens mouth. )




( Breathes in sweet vinegary delight. )


A chill envelops. Don my layers.

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Will you shed all yours for me first?

( said cheerily, for your vinegar. )

[downswing]

Five discarded. Penance.

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Lan Zhan.

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Wear them.

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( he is now attempting to hunt his husband down, congrats )

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( Just... loitering, living his best life knelt in the frigid cold of the gardens, r e p e n t i n g as lesser men must. Mind him not.

The hour is late and the night long, he'll wilt asleep on his own. )

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( There is no company. None.

Then there is the deliberate footstep, the presence behind Lan Zhan. The heat of a chilled hand settled on his head.

The crouch of Wei Wuxian by his side, hand in place. )

Find any ants yet?

[downswing]

( This composition... has the exact dignity of two children, squabbling. He tries very desperately not to feel as if he has emerged the one who greets the playground nose-first. )

Milling.

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( He quirks his brow, studying his husband's face from the side.

Lifts his hand.

... works on unwinding his waistband. )

They're usually so industrious. Dedicated to their causes. Unconcerned with the world at large.