You have shadows and dregs. ( This, muttered briskly under his breath, manner unbecoming. Uncle would not be pleased. But then, Uncle would not favour a miscreant who submerges himself in bloodletting and warfare without ado, and so perhaps this is a lost venture, from start to finish.
He captures Wen Kexing's hand, first tenderly in the way in which one might begin to escort children. The grip steels, savagely done. He tugs — Bichen called to the side, unfettered and left to float, rises to knee's height, still demanding the effort of a climb. She is not a creature to bow herself completely, no matter the bluntness of her riders' rank: her master and an... honoured guest.
At the last moment, it strikes him he must step up first — and does, coaxing Wen Kexing behind himself, so that Lan Wangji might have the freedom of his hands, waving the crackling, first-bursting parchment.
Wen Kexing may wish to hang on. He is not invited. A rascal will know the way of it, in his bones. )
Fend for your face. Eyes. Likely debris. ( Explosions, it emerges, are ugly work. ) Mind yourself. People care.
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You have shadows and dregs. ( This, muttered briskly under his breath, manner unbecoming. Uncle would not be pleased. But then, Uncle would not favour a miscreant who submerges himself in bloodletting and warfare without ado, and so perhaps this is a lost venture, from start to finish.
He captures Wen Kexing's hand, first tenderly in the way in which one might begin to escort children. The grip steels, savagely done. He tugs — Bichen called to the side, unfettered and left to float, rises to knee's height, still demanding the effort of a climb. She is not a creature to bow herself completely, no matter the bluntness of her riders' rank: her master and an... honoured guest.
At the last moment, it strikes him he must step up first — and does, coaxing Wen Kexing behind himself, so that Lan Wangji might have the freedom of his hands, waving the crackling, first-bursting parchment.
Wen Kexing may wish to hang on. He is not invited. A rascal will know the way of it, in his bones. )
Fend for your face. Eyes. Likely debris. ( Explosions, it emerges, are ugly work. ) Mind yourself. People care.
( About Wen Kexing. A most novel fact. )