[sidereal - the dreaming]

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[I can try.]

[strikingchords]

[Mm.

he half closes his eyes. Wei Wuxian feels him steady further, spin some still place inside himself up around them like a cloak as he begins to play...]

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[Wei Wuxian just...feeds his energy and intent into Lan Wangji's playing this time, to see if it can be done...

improbably, a second tune starts to spin out from the strings of the guqin, quick and urgent but jaggedly complementary to Lan Wangji's]

[strikingchords]

[interesting. he waits to see if it integrates a little better with time, shifting his own playing a bit to wind around Wei Wuxian's better; Wei Ying can feel out what harmony will work best as well as he can.]

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[the spirit in the pit wails and struggles. Wei Wuxian is good at adapting his technique, as always, yes; he adjusts his tempo and his notes. the powerful sound rings out, waves of suppression and coercion: go to sleep, go to sleep, we'll carry you to your mother and father; rest, little one]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji is focusing on the restful part of Rest himself, sympathetic to the spirit in his distant way. hush. we will make it right.

the duet starts to sink in, eventually]

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[it starts to quiet and struggle less, folding its bloated and distorted limbs inwards...]

[strikingchords]

[it's not common to have the leisure to use Rest properly in the Burial Mounds.]

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[no...

Wei Wuxian feels relieved when the baby (babies?) gives way fully to the suppression, dwindling into a little spirit-light like its parents]

[strikingchords]

[lets out a long, slow breath, relaxing slightly. he bows his head in respect for a moment and goes to gather them up with their parents.]

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[they mingle together into a single brighter flame.]

[strikingchords]

[aloud, since it doesn't seem like any other ghouls have wandered into the tomb to follow the ghoulbaby through the hole it dug]

Well done.

[laughitoff]

Ehh, are you really praising a baby for being peacefully suppressed? I guess that's a rare occurrence here...

[strikingchords]

[that

causes a glimmer of amusement for some reason? it's like the flicker of light deep below water when viewed from the surface, but still present; the first time it's happened in this horrible dream while they've been close enough for Wei Wuxian to feel it.]

[laughitoff]

[emotional pikachu face]

Wow, Lan Zhan has a sense of humor!

[strikingchords]

[...

blandly, testing:]

Nonsense.

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[:O]

There it is again!

[strikingchords]

More nonsense.

[he sounds as harshly condemning as ever but he's not actually displeased? considers their options, then picks "head down the tunnel to the east" over "fly out through the hole the ghoulbaby made"]

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Nooo, no, don't lie. Lying is forbidden in the Cloud Recesses, isn't it?

[just kind of, brightening up a bit with the teasing, like a guttering lamp being given new oil]

[strikingchords]

Not lying.

[it is comical and nonsensical, after all.

...he likes feeling that...]

[laughitoff]

So mean, Hanguang-Jun! What a stick-in-the-mud!

[strikingchords]

Playing around.

[feel SCOLDED with the POWER OF THIS SCOLDING, Wei Ying]

[laughitoff]

[he kind of, relaxes a little more? familiarity...]

You should try it sometime!

[strikingchords]

No.

[they remain close enough (is Wei Wuxian still leaning on him?) that it is basically unavoidable to pick up on the fact that Lan Wangji is relaxing into the teasing a little too, that he enjoys this; that especially in this chill dark context his irritation is the faint warming itch of a familiar wool blanket, not unwelcome. oh.]

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[Wei Wuxian is still leaning on him, not acknowledging the comfort of it, of finding that lost old dynamic one more time aloud. but he isn't moving away, and that's its own answer, isn't it...?]

No fun at all!