winepouring: pouring wine from a cup (I've learned I can become stronger)
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[ Congratulations, Wei Wuxian, you have earned yourself one (1) night of partying with a heavenly official!

How? Well, you're here, the Wind Master is here, there's more than enough food and wine to go around, and all the heavenly officials he would normally do this with aren't around. All of them had some excuse or reason not to come, but you?

You just happened to come in here all by yourself, and isn't it more fun to drink with others than by yourself? Shi Qingxuan thinks so, and surely others would too!

So for no other reason, you're being beckoned inside a private room by a slender hand and smiling face. ]


Fellow cultivator, did you come here on your own? Why don't we keep each other company?

[ His brother would reprimand him for all this, but he isn't here right now! ]
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[ Mithos and Shiroe get caught up in a storm and must stay sheltered together until it passes. ] + [ Shiroe has something that Mithos desperately wants or needs. Shiroe won't give it up easily. ]

goddamn I gotta get a job done )
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[Do you want to build a pillow fort?]

[ The war in the Grasslands may have ended, but there was never a shortage of issues to address. In addition to the usual, he had to keep to his word and attempt to help Le Buque, and that was becoming an uphill battle. It didn't leave him much free time, but maybe he shouldn't complain about that.

It seemed he would have the evening to himself, though, provided no-one came to him. With that thought in mind, he entered what was his sitting room, expecting to make himself comfortable and let himself unwind, but that plan didn't last long after opening the door.

Books were on the floor, drawers were open, seat cushions were mixed and matched everywhere. It had been ransacked without anyone even noticing a break-in.

...For good reason, he soon realized, as his eyes finally fell on the what looked like a young boy ducking under some of the overturned pillows. At worse, he was just a diversion or a poor choice of spy, at best...Sasarai wasn't really sure. But he would take this one step at a time. Coming forward, he was soon crouching a short distance away. ]


I hope you know I can still see you there.
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[based on this meme]

Karol sighed moodily, shoving aside a flyer that had been sitting on his table for a few days. The flyer announced the bug-catching and fishing festival, which...had taken place yesterday. And he had totally lost.

After all the claims he'd made that he could catch more bugs than anyone, he'd been too scared to even grab a single one. Of course, he knew he hated bugs, but he couldn't just stay quiet when he was issued a challenge! He didn't know how he'd ever recover from this humiliation, he thought as he leaned his elbow on the windowsill.

...Oh, his plants needed to be watered. Being in such a gloomy mood, he almost didn't feel like doing it, but he at least knew well enough that he'd regret it later if they died on him. So with a sigh, he trudged outside with his watering can and started at the side of the house.
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At this point, Yuri was pretty sure he'd raised his eyebrows so high that they'd become part of his hair. He'd be willing to bet that even Estelle had never read any stories that involved getting kidnapped to...be part of a family.

He could say that it was the weirdest part. Weirder than waking up in a strange city with all its too-neat rows of houses, neat enough to be a nobles' quarter but far too samey. Nobles liked to stand out as gaudy centres of attention, not all blend in to each other.

The papers were crumpled in his hand as he turned his back on the house to look around instead. What he ended up finding were some answers, but none that really pleased him: people in the same situation, some happy, some resigned; the big guy's house, which he couldn't even break into; and boundaries that couldn't be passed.

He sure felt like someone's toy right now.

The searching had tired him out a little--more mentally than physically--so he made his not-so-triumphant return to..."his" house. Well, fine, he'd play along for the moment and check the place out.

He used his new set of keys to unlock the door, waltzing in without removing his boots, and started poking around. He doubted he'd find anything useful in here, though.

Will'o'Wisp

Feb. 6th, 2013 09:16 pm
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It wasn't the first time during her stay in the City that Rita had woken up someplace that wasn't their house. She couldn't be sure where she was at all; as she looked around, she could only see a few feet in the thick fog, and the ground at her feet was nearly barren. It was pretty gloomy...but that alone was no reason for her to be scared. Knowing the City, something else could be here.

First things first, though: she found her device in the shirt pocket of her pajamas, which she was still wearing, and tried to see if she could contact anyone.

"Hey! Can anyone hear me? Tyr?"

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