bang! crash! the lightning flashed!! -- that's another story, nevermind, anyway!

[qingxinling]

Jiang Wanyin sweeps along the shores of the lake, glowering. This is not his beloved Lotus Pier. These waters are cold, foreign, uninviting. Clearly there's been some trap: he's been distracted by duty in this hunt, and when he followed the slight tug in his chest, he ended up getting pulled into unfamiliar territory.

No matter. He draws himself to full height, letting cool arrogance slip down his shoulders and suffuse him. Sandu is naked in one hand; Zidian crackles in the other. He can handle whatever monsters may arrive.

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[wwx_isdead]

The knowledge that as yet, no one who has come to the mansion has been able to leave again, hits Wei Wuxian suddenly and he squeezes Lan Zhan's forearm tightly. Lan Zhan may have stepped home briefly, but when they had tried that door again, it hadn't brought them home.

Maybe it would be good for Jiang Cheng to be here. Maybe it would be horrible for all of them. The barrier between these worlds may be thin today, but Wei Wuxian knows in his bones that it won't be forever. "Jiang Cheng, turn back! Before you're stuck here!"

[qingxinling]

Jiang Wanyin, however, advances. "Is that your excuse?" he demands. Sandu glints in the light. "You got stuck? What the fuck does that even mean, stuck. Stuck avoiding your responsibilities?"

[lightbearinglord]

"Jiang Wanyin!" Lan Wangji snaps, the frostiest possible warning. He releases his hold on Bichen, but only so that he can summon his qin loose from its place on his back. Wangji leaps into his touch, strings at the ready beneath his fingers.

[wwx_isdead]

"Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian hisses. Jiang Cheng's words have struck home; Wei Wuxian has been avoiding returning to any sort of responsibility other than his experiments and Lan zhan. And yet, it would hurt him to see these two hurt each other. As calmly as he can, he continues. "No one who has come to this place has been able to leave. We aren't alone here."

[qingxinling]

"A convenient excuse," Jiang Wanyin snaps. "What is this, some array? Some trap? Have you even tried to get out?"

[lightbearinglord]

If such a thing is possible, Lan Wangji's jaw tightens even further. He could be made of pure jade, a pillar of protective anger. Jiang Wanyin spent an entire Lotus Pier childhood observing how clever and hardworking Wei Ying can be, and he thinks they have not even tried to get out?

"Wei Ying," he says, low enough for Wei Ying's hearing only. "Do not take his bait."

[wwx_isdead]

A rather large part of Wei Wuxian wants to keep taking the bait. That part of him is certain that Jiang Cheng is correct; he should be trying even harder than he was before Lan Zhan admitted to being so happy here.

Even so, Lan Zhan's request almost -- almost -- wins out. "I have. You may also, if you care to."

[qingxinling]

Quite frankly, Jiang Wanyin couldn't give two shits about what Lan Wangji thinks. "Fine," he says. Shouts. Whatever. He can leave anytime. He hasn't tried yet, but clearly there's nothing for him here. Plus he has a sect at home. Responsibilities. He doesn't run off and goof around whenever he damn well feels like it, unlike some people he could name. "Whenever you decide to get off your ass and go home, you fucking better stop by Lanling."

[lightbearinglord]

Of course. Wei Ying's nephew. Lan Wangji has mixed feelings about the child¹, but he knows how much Wei Ying cares for Jin Ling.

For this moment, Lan Wangji remains silent, but he continues to seethe, and he does not remove his hand from where it hovers over the strings of his qin. He knows that Wangji can best Zidian, if it becomes necessary. He would be more than willing to prove it.

¹When a child stabs the love of your life, it can be hard to get past that, even if it was a surprisingly understandable stabbing given the circumstances.

[wwx_isdead]

The reminder of his nephew shakes Wei Wuxian's resolve, even as he knows it was meant to do so. "Just go! If I can get to Lanling, you know I will!"

[qingxinling]

"Do I?" Jiang Wanyin demands. If anything, the fact that Wei Wuxian does give at least half a shit about Jin Ling makes him angrier. What right does that guy have, to care about a-jie's son! Wei Wuxian would never go back to Lotus Pier to let anyone know he's okay¹, why bother going to Lanling! Why bother ever leaving Gusu!


¹So he's been banned, so Jiang Wanyin definitely hates him. Like that's ever stopped him BEFORE!

[lightbearinglord]

In all honesty, several things would be easier if Wei Ying did not love Jin Ling so much. Ideally, he would also exile Jiang Wanyin from his heart. Lan Wangji understands, however, the impossibility of that, and that he himself would not love Wei Ying the way he does if Wei Ying were not so given to loving others, even those who barely deserve it.

Love does not compel Lan Wangji to stand here and listen as Jiang Wanyin aims poison darts at Wei Ying's heart. "Jiang Wanyin," he says again, in a voice like crackling ice, "hold your tongue." As a warning, he lets Wangji's strings rumble beneath his fingertips.

[wwx_isdead]

Wei Wuxian does not need to put his hand on Lan Zhan's to tell him to remain peaceful; he knows Lan Zhan both knows and respects his wishes. But he needs Jiang Cheng to see him do it and so he reaches out, holding Lan Zhan's hand still. "It's fine," he says, then turns his attention back to Jiang Cheng. "You know that I care about our family! If I didn't care, I wouldn't be telling you to go home!"

[qingxinling]

Our family??? Our family?????? Our family??????!!!?! "Wei Wuxian--!"

[lightbearinglord]

Lan Wangji truly cannot stand this man. He flips the hand over Wangji to hold onto Wei Ying's hand in turn, then leans down a little to speak into his ear: "Wei Ying." That's a Wei Ying of With your permission, I would like to leave this situation immediately.

[wwx_isdead]

It's never going to change. Wei Wuxian knows that and yet he keeps trying. But it's exhausting and so he nods, short and quick. "Forget it."

[lightbearinglord]

With immense relief, Lan Wangji drops a fortifying kiss to Wei Ying's temple, and then wastes no time. Bichen flies out of its scabbard and Lan Wangji steps onto the blade, pulling Wei Ying with him.

[qingxinling]

Absolutely not. Jiang Wanyin is not done here. Without even really thinking about it, Zidian lashes out and wraps around Bichen's hilt. He yanks.

[lightbearinglord]

Bichen jerks hard under Zidian's pull; at first, Lan Wangji has time only to catch Wei Ying before he stumbles and then to leap back to the ground with his arm back around Wei Ying's waist. He is distantly aware that Wei Ying is saying his name, and Jiang Wanyin's birth name, but more than anything, he is aware that Jiang Wanyin has gone too far.

Lan Wangji puts out a hand for Bichen, which is too heavy for anyone but him to go far under Zidian's pull, and then stalks forward to block Wei Ying from view as he finally unleashes all the qi built up in Wangji's strings in one single low, cutting chord.

[qingxinling]

Finally. Jiang Wanyin yanks Zidian free and then uses it to counter Lan Wangji's stupid chord, qi and lightning shooting out to meet the attack. He's glad that Sandu is naked in his hand; he brings the sword into his favorite of the Jiang forms. Lan Wangji is boring and stuffy and obnoxious and part of the most annoying sect in the world, and Wei Wuxian still chooses to live in his ascetic shithole of a home instead making a nuisance of himself at Lotus Pier despite Jiang Wanyin's strict orders to the contrary????? If this truly is an unescapable hellhole like others have been saying, at least Jiang Wanyin can unleash on this fucker the way that he's wanted to for years.

[lightbearinglord]

Lan Wangji wishes dearly that Crowley's absurd so-called folk tale had been real and that Jiang Wanyin had truly encountered a thousand years of bad luck the moment the demon set those books alight. He would have enjoyed seeing Jiang Wanyin tripping over his own garish whip at a moment such as this, for instance.

At least he doesn't need the workings of luck to best Jiang Wanyin in a fight. Bichen gleams blue in his hand. Lan Wangji stays where he is, determined to keep Wei Ying safe and entirely out of reach, but he is otherwise focused solely on releasing sword qi and yet another slicing chord at the same time.

[qingxinling]

Jiang Wanyin is torn. He wants to hurt Lan Wangji -- does he ever want to hurt Lan Wangji. He wants to smear his smarmy little face through the streets until his outsides look as bitchy and dumb as his insides.

Realistically, it's not the smartest political play. Sure, Gusu Lan is no longer as strongly positioned as it was before their sect leader went into seclusion, but Jiang Wanyin is a sect leader, and Lan Wangji is merely a second son.

The thing that's pissing Jiang Wanyin off more than anything else is the way Lan Wangji is clearly shielding Wei Wuxian from him. Sure, Jiang Wanyin has whipped Wei Wuxian. Sure, he hunted him for years. Sure, he's never going to forgive him for every stupid fucking choice he's made, starting with his fucking behavior in their childhood, continuing on to his fucking bullshit martyr complex and subsequent rejection of Jiang Wanyin the Yunmeng Jiang sect, and culminating in his stupid cut-sleeve cultivation partnership with the biggest drip in the world after years of his personal responsibility in leaving Jiang Wanyin without any family in the stupid shitty world (besides Jin Ling, who Jiang Wanyin loves regards more than anything left in aforementioned stupid shitty world). But he's not going to hurt the asshole! That would be descending to his level. And maybe Jiang Wanyin could tell that motherfucker that he's not going to descend to his level, if his stupid little yappy lapdog of a partner would go the fuck away for half a moment!

Jiang Wanyin focuses all of his anger and confusion and aims Zidian's next attack directly at Lan Wangji.

[lightbearinglord]

Almost before Lan Wangji can think, he is blocking Zidian's attack with Bichen, twisting the sword so that the whip wraps around it rather than striking Lan Wangji himself or, worse, striking Wei Ying. Its touch renders Bichen's qi inert, the glow draining from its usually-bright blade, but Lan Wangji's strength is untouched, and he holds on with his fingers tight around the hilt. Jiang Wanyin will not take this from him. Jiang Wanyin will not take anything from either of them. He has taken Wei Ying's golden core, because Wei Ying loves him too much for his own good; he has taken Wei Ying's peace from him on too many nights to count. He could have saved him, and he cast his shixiong aside instead.

He knows that Wei Ying hates this. If he had his way, Jiang Wanyin and Lan Wangji would get along -- or, at the least, they would not loathe each other so intractably. But Wei Ying gives away parts of himself as though they are worth nothing. He is quick to anger when injustice is done to others and not quick enough to it when he is hurt. He is the bravest, cleverest, most infuriating, and best person Lan Wangji has ever known, and if it remains Lan Wangji's duty to carry the anger he deserves for him, then he will shoulder that burden willingly.

With Bichen so occupied, it falls to Wangji to retaliate. Lan Wangji calls up spiritual power from within himself, pure qi and intent that feels equally pure, and sets his fingers to the strings to unleash a fresh chord assassination in Jiang Wanyin's direction.

[qingxinling]

Frankly, this could go on for a while. Jiang Wanyin settles into the inevitability of it, because he doesn't know any other way to handle this. He hates Lan Wangji. He likes that, when he fights Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian is forced to see him.

He ducks the blast of qi from Lan Wangji, and sends another surge of lightning along Zidian, and reaches with his spiritual energy for Sandu.

[summerdude]

For a split second, Magnus thinks that someone has found fireworks and thought it a good idea to set them off in the middle of the day.

Then he sees some dude in purple and Lan Wangji in what looks like a really intense, pitched battle. He forgets, in that moment, that Lan Wangji has promised him he'll never have to fight again -- that Lan Wangji can handle it. All he sees is a spike of lightning more intense than anything he's seen coming off of Mjolnir, and it's aimed straight for someone that he loves.

He runs without really even realizing that he's running, as fast as his einherji abilities allow, Jack unleashed and flying at his side. He's not thinking about wanting to put down the sword, just that he has to do something to protect this man who means so much to him. He doesn't care who the other guy is: he's attacking, and Lan Wangji is clearly defending himself and his husband, and Magnus Chase hates bullies.

He has to do something. He has to do something. He has to do something. The need -- the urgent need to stop this situation before it can escalate further -- courses through him. He's been using alf seidr left and right here: warmth and light and healing as needed. This is more than that. He hasn't used the Peace of Frey since the first time he fought Galahad. The shockwave rolls through him, thoughtless and strong, swelling from the desperation seizing up his chest and then shooting through his entire body. It's strong enough that the water in the lake is pushed back from shore several feet, waves surging in its wake.

More importantly, even though Lan Wangji is disarmed, so is the guy menacing them. Jack has been blown back, too; Magnus hadn't had time to warn him. He'll deal with that fallout later. A bracelet clatters to the ground behind him; he kicks it away and wipes off the blood pooling from his nose with the back of his hand. This Peace was strong enough that the shockwave has dislodged a tooth; as he spits it out, he looks anxiously at the three men in front of him.

"Uh," he says, with an awkward, shaky wave. "Sorry. What the fuck?"