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acrookedpath) wrote2020-09-02 08:36 am
acrookedpath) wrote2020-09-02 08:36 am
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The latest idea that struck Wei Wuxian mid-lunch: if he combined one of the theoretical energy talismans with a paper doll, would that allow him to search the grounds for resentful energy without having to blanket the whole inn with talismans?
It seems like a sound idea! It won't replace the planned night hunt with Lan Zhan -- nor would he want it to -- but if he succeeds, it will be a fun experiment.
First, though: combining a paper doll with a simpler talisman. Which brings us to Wei Wuxian at a table underneath the Observation Window, not an inch left uncovered by his notes, scribbling onto a tiny cutout with a ballpoint pen Bar gave him. (What an invention!) He completes the last character with a flourish and waves his hand over the doll; it springs to its "feet," and, grinning, he directs it toward the empty cup perched precariously on a corner of the table.
It seems like a sound idea! It won't replace the planned night hunt with Lan Zhan -- nor would he want it to -- but if he succeeds, it will be a fun experiment.
First, though: combining a paper doll with a simpler talisman. Which brings us to Wei Wuxian at a table underneath the Observation Window, not an inch left uncovered by his notes, scribbling onto a tiny cutout with a ballpoint pen Bar gave him. (What an invention!) He completes the last character with a flourish and waves his hand over the doll; it springs to its "feet," and, grinning, he directs it toward the empty cup perched precariously on a corner of the table.
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He waits until the other man's eyes close and his body starts to relax before he begins to hum the song written for him. He keeps it low, just barely audible - just loud enough for it to reach across the space between them, floating in the air while Wei Ying sinks back into sleep.
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He can hear Lan Zhan humming softly. And he knows it will be all right.
He sinks into sleep with the faintest smile on his lips.
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Only then does he keep his promise, lying back down on his own bed and closing his eyes.
He wakes at mǎo hour as usual, and immediately looks to the side. Wei Ying is still asleep, peaceful and without any sign of distress, and Lan Wangji feels himself relax.
He rises silently and dresses for the day, donning his ribbon and hairpiece and slipping into his other layers of robes. After a moment's consideration, he goes to seat himself in front of the low table in the corner, and starts his morning meditation.
Eventually, Wei Ying will wake, and together they will begin another day.