laoqings
well duh, i know a lot! a-niangs a god, and a-die is a ghost king.
laoqings
you summoned a demonic cultivator who was adopted by two powerful immortals, that's what you got yourself into.
modiaos
laoqings
wha- that's my /dad/ xianyu!
laoqings
ridiculous... i cant believe that came out of your mouth! (...) and here i thought only a-niang fell for a-die's weird pirate charm.
modiaos
* cb & drop! having lots of fun w him
laoqings
i don't care that you're a cutsleeve, i /care/ that there's a dangerous killer hand on the loose! (..) i was raised by two cutsleeves, you know. and i loved a man in my first life, so let's just focus on surviving! and... hopefully laying low.
* back in mo village.. squints
laoqings
must have been one of my memories, then. (...) mhm. my adoptive parents found me in the woods with a high fever, so they took me back with them.
laoqings
its not like my memories are terrible! (..) yeah. they're uh, really nice. they are very thoughtful people. though i cant imagine what they wanted to do with the cultivation world after my death.
modiaos
@laoqings, how is it far that i have to get stuck with your memories when im in control? this is /awful/! .. they're sweet, though. your parents.
laoqings
you know, im pretty sure i was about to be able to form into a ghost when i was summoned into your body! (...) why are we so short now.
modiaos
* cb and specify! gotta go get ready for work
lanclans
is there something wrong ? you can speak freely, you were.. mn.
lanclans
@modiaos [ chenqing is taken from its place tucked into the belt at mo xuanyu’s side, pressing it to his chest. the decision to ask him to play wangxian, the song he made for wei ying.. it’s purposeful. ] play wangxian..
modiaos
@lanclans, ( mo xuanyu takes a few steps back each time lan wangji gets closer to him, and he waves his hands. how was he possibly meant to prove that the latter was still present in this body? eyes flicker to the hand that rests on the others sword, swallowing back his fear. ) i— i'm not lying! really, i'm not! how can i prove it? i.. ill do anything!
lanclans
@modiaos [ orbs narrow, coming forward until he stands in front of mo xuanyu, searching his face for deceit. just where is he, then ? if wei ying were there.. how can this man prove it ? ] show me proof. [ slender fingers still rest on the hilt, unwilling to let his guard down for even a moment. if anything has happened to the one he loves, he will make him pay, even if he owes mo xuanyu. ]
lanclans
[ slender, jade fingertips run through sleep tousled hair, gentle in the way they avoid tugging the knots. with the sun gradually beginning to rise, honey gold look particularly bright with the peak of sunlight through the curtains as they soften at the little scrunches of the man’s face waking up. ] mn.. good morning.
lanclans
@modiaos [ taking a moment to smooth out the strand, the lan hums as he sits up in the bed, covers sliding back down onto it. it’s a usual routine, to get up and make wei ying some breakfast to eat, since he’s usually hungry after he wakes up. ] i’ll make breakfast, do you want something specific ?
modiaos
@lanclans, ( with the sun rising past the windowsill to flood into the space, it takes him longer than it should to readjust. he was used to this switching thing by now, but he had never had to be in control first thing in the morning. his eyes are quick to widen, the hand moving through raven hair not at all as comforting as it should be. ) .. uh huh. good morning.
modiaos
new mb above cut.
old muse below.