downswing: (tepid)
ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 ([personal profile] downswing) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2023-03-18 11:19 am (UTC)


( ...there are supplements of nutrition a man may appeal to, to temper the fruits of his body's daily labour. Perhaps, to avoid such immediate coagulation of his waters, Stephen Strange should consider... infusions of chamomile?

Wen Qing may press a more sophisticated recommendation. Stephen procured him Wanda's assistance, towards Wei Ying's care. This... unpleasantness is the least that Lan Wangji may help resolve.

Why, the wet even flusters, trembles — and all at once, Lan Wangi remembers it, the little friend of the sands, Strange's acolyte. Perhaps not a biological betrayal but an indentured slave.

...and perhaps that will never sound the better. )


Cease playing with fluid secretions. ( Your own, or visited upon you by the Heavens. They've a different sordid creature to answer with carnage. Lan Wangji's footing shifts, balance on the back, sword ready. He peers: )

It comes — ( A moment, peering, assessing the footprint of aridity, the shifts in air and energy. Then, at an estimate: ) From northwest? Twenty-five paces?

( Give or take. )


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