江晚吟 (
qingxinling) wrote2023-12-13 10:59 am
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bang! crash! the lightning flashed!! -- that's another story, nevermind, anyway!
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.
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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Bichen flies back into the air, the flat of the blade hovering parallel to the ground. With one hand in Magnus' and the other in Wei Ying's, Lan Wangji jumps onto it, pulling them with him, einherji tight against one side and husband tight against the other. He thinks for a dizzying and unpleasant moment of the dream that must have come from Luo Binghe, and then banishes the memory in favor of directing Bichen toward the mansion at the height of its speed.
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It may not have been his fault, it certainly wasn't his intention, but he still bears the wounds of it -- and so does Jiang Cheng. "Thank you for stopping them, Magnus."
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(His faith in them is perhaps a bit more than they deserve, but it's mostly faith in Lan Zhan, who he is certain can survive whatever Jiang Cheng throws at him and who he is equally certain will not hurt Jiang Cheng beyond repair.)
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He takes a breath and seizes Magnus' wrist, transferring another measure of qi to him. When he can catch Magnus' gaze, he looks meaningfully toward Wei Ying, not quite able to speak but asking for Magnus' understanding. Wei Ying needs him; Lan Wangji needs to take care of him. He will find Magnus as soon as he can.
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"Good to see you again, Wei Wuxian," he says, politely, pulling away from Lan Wangji and stretching. "More cooking lessons soon? When you're feeling better?"
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He gathers his consequence tightly around him and, glaring in the direction of the weird fucking building Hanguang-jun flew Wei Wuxian and the strange boy to, stalks off to find his way back to Yunmeng.