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[laughitoff]

[headtilt]

You're not usually impulsive about your cultivation.

[strikingchords]

Mm.

[hands him the last dish to dry]

Thus, I followed it.

[laughitoff]

[dries it dutifully]

You think it's something about this place? Or your possession?

[strikingchords]

Not enough information to say.

[touches a horn thoughtfully; Wei Wuxian can see his eyes dilate a little and then return to normal. he doesn't seem particularly conscious of it]

...

Unfamiliar. So, it is likely.

[laughitoff]

Hm! Well, maybe it'll have interesting results.

[strikingchords]

...

My sense is that it will extend the influence. Growing with the roots.

[frowns]

Will require testing.

[laughitoff]

That could have a lot of applications. Imagine a living array built like that?

I'll help, if you like. We're both doing gardening.

[strikingchords]

[inclines his head to him]

Your assistance is welcome.

[laughitoff]

Hmm. Well, let's finish up your current task first.

[strikingchords]

[nods and heads back towards the cemetery...]

[laughitoff]

[it doesn't take him that much more study to figure out fully what Lan Wangji is doing and replicate it, though he conspicuously and self-consciously does not activate anything with spiritual energy]

[strikingchords]

[he can just pass them over to Lan Wangji to activate! Lan Wangji doesn't seem to think it's weird; this is about marrying two very different methods of cultivation, after all, so using Lan Wangji's spiritual energy for this second layer keeps things consistent.

of course, "think about what could deal with impairment" is also on that list, huh.]

[laughitoff]

[YEP THAT'S WHY HE'S SELF-CONSCIOUS

the work is repetitive in a soothing way, though; he's definitely a lot less tense by the end of it.]

[strikingchords]

[...

tugs on his ear a little when they're done, very gentle]

Please come.

[he's turning away to head back to the Velvet Motel!]

[laughitoff]

[chirps in mild protest but allows it, and trots after him willingly enough now...]

Where?

[strikingchords]

...

[HE'S GOING TO PHOENIX, WEI WUXIAN CAN EITHER FOLLOW OR NOT X(]

[laughitoff]

[i mean sure that's where they both live]

[strikingchords]

[HE IS GOING! TO GO TO HIS ROOM! AND OPEN THE DOOR!

for some reason his blanket is on the floor and the rabbit is hopping around loose. Lan Wangji surveys the scene with resignation and goes to take out some papers and put them on the dresser, the only desklike surface with a chair next to it in the room.]

Review my notes as you like. Now, or later. Young Madame Jin has already done so.

[AND WHILE WEI WUXIAN DOES THAT OR DOESN'T OR MAKES UP HIS MIND, HE'S GOING TO SIT OFF TO THE SIDE ON THE GROUND AND PUT THE BUNNY IN HIS LAP.]

[laughitoff]

[stands in the doorway staring at this tableau for way too long, ears flattened back again]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji is ignoring him in favor of looking at the bunny and very carefully stroking its stupid head with a fingertip.]

[laughitoff]

[ohhhhhh my goddddddddddd







takes a photo]

[strikingchords]

[it's gorgeous. even the composition looks perfect. the horns and the cat-pupils and the faint hint of too-sharp teeth and nails just add to it. Lan Wangji's robe is still streaked with dirt, but it looks artistic, like someone did a modeling show based on rustic experiences. his unbound hair cascades down around his horns and over one shoulder. the bunny is extremely round.]

[laughitoff]

[that's ABSURD

stares a moment longer and then whisks to read the notes before Lan Wangji calls him on it]

[strikingchords]

[he doesn't call him on it, he just keeps petting, or just watching, the bunny, while Wei Wuxian reads!

eventually he gets his qin out and plays quietly for a while, too; at one point when Wei Wuxian glances around the bunny is sat way up on its little haunches in a pose of attentively listening to the music a couple feet away from him, which is illegal]

[laughitoff]

[he

has to take another photo

fuck fuck fuck FUCK]