魏婴 Wei Ying | 魏无羡 Wei Wuxian (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
laughitoff) wrote2022-09-03 09:23 pm
laughitoff) wrote2022-09-03 09:23 pm
[PALACE GAME - LAN WANGJI RUN]
Everything is red. You are dying, somewhere far beyond pain, the very essence of yourself going to pieces. You’re shattering so badly you don’t know if you’ll ever find all of yourself again, if you’ll ever put yourself back together. There are teeth on you, ripping, tearing, devouring. There are teeth inside you, carving their way out, and those are worse.
This is a memory, happening at a remove. It is not yours. This is not happening now.
Everything is grey. You wake up in a prison cell, eyes wide, the ceiling flat and blank and unfamiliar above you. For a moment you simply think, no. You think, Please, wasn’t it over? Wasn’t it enough? You consider closing your eyes again and refusing to get up, until oblivion reclaims you. Even if you’re no longer dying, everything hurts.
This is a memory, happening at a remove. It is not yours. This is not happening now.
What is happening, then?
You–
–sit up.
This is a memory, happening at a remove. It is not yours. This is not happening now.
Everything is grey. You wake up in a prison cell, eyes wide, the ceiling flat and blank and unfamiliar above you. For a moment you simply think, no. You think, Please, wasn’t it over? Wasn’t it enough? You consider closing your eyes again and refusing to get up, until oblivion reclaims you. Even if you’re no longer dying, everything hurts.
This is a memory, happening at a remove. It is not yours. This is not happening now.
What is happening, then?
You–
–sit up.
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he'll remove his guqin and just, play Rest with spiritual energy for a while
not even really trying to suppress it, as if one cultivator even could, just. hey. chill out]
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he'll also set a stick of incense to burn in a crack in the stone before retreating to the bed area again to drop off the bunny in its new home.]
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The bunny snuffles around, still kind of highkey checking the environment and Alert, but no longer running in mad circles or frozen stiff with stress.]
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Be good.
[he'll put bonkers strong wards against harm on the bunny hutch. just, truly excessive :B
then he'll regard the grisly parts of the meal on the tray, sigh, walk back over to a wall about midway between the bed and the blood pool, and use Heresy to open a grave to deposit all the body parts in. rinses the plates off after 9_9
he can use another Orthodoxy after to close stone over the impromptu burial site, complete with a marker that just says Regrets.
assuming all that works, he'll leave the tea here, as an offering, and a couple more incense sticks by the bed in case Wei Wuxian wants them. he'll also make sure Chenqing is back in the cage and everything's tidied up.
he can't think of what else to do here right now. surveys his handiwork: how's the vibes, weird cave?]
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Cave: quiet. Ghosts: glaring.]
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Red smoke rises from a point in the rocks outside.]
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he's going to go look there!! keeping an eye out for familiar scenery also]
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The scenery warps weirdly as he leaves the cave itself. Instead of walking out into the landscape, the landscape shifts and becomes something else, without ever stopping being a landscape at all. The rocks are teeth, claws; the bilious moon, an eye; the shadows, fur...
He is next to the huli jing. A truly enormous hole has been blasted in its side, emitting the smoke.]
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The wound gapes like another cave mouth.]
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"Any lone cultivator will get eaten."
"Except, Wei Ying?"
"Who says I didn't?"
bows his head, and walks into the wound in the fox's side]
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[YOU ARE...?]