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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! ]

twohares

( they can't wear a get along sweater because genis would just fall out )

twohares

( Wouldn't you do anything to see your family again? )

normalization

( When time ran out. )

twohares

[ time travel AU ]

( I went forth believing in myself, my heart unwavering and strong. )

green_purple

Going to sleep wasn't usually hard for Tyr; after the day's adventures and then further adventures in the bath (which was supposed to be relaxing, but he since learned "relaxing" was just another way to say "boring", and what's boring about baths?), he was usually pretty sleepy--and if he wasn't, Cleo read him something before Gremio tucked him in since he had to go to bed whether he wanted to or not.

Luckily this wasn't one of those nights where he just couldn't sleep. Even though it was rainy, he drifted off to sleep without a peep...until a loud crash woke him up just in time to see his room fill with light. He was too scared to scream as he pulled the blankets up over his head. The little rain from earlier turned into a full storm. His blankets did nothing to muffle the rumbling of thunder overhead or the constant patter of rain. It drowned out all the other house sounds that he usually heard. It was like he was right inside the storm clouds.

It wasn't that he was really scared or anything - he wasn't a baby - but...he couldn't sleep when he didn't know what was going on, and Gremio told him he'd do anything for him. So it was fine if he just went to see Gremio so he's keep him company. Yeah.

Tyr hopped out of bed quietly - the result of months of careful training in that skill - and hugged his pillow to his chest as he crept out of his room and to the stairs...and ran down them as fast as he could at the next clap of thunder like there was something right at his heels that would have snatched him if he didn't. He wasn't scared; he was definitely not scared. It wasn't like the rain could do anything...but maybe there were bandits that snuck into the house while everyone else was asleep? Or City-State spies? Or...anyone that wasn't supposed to be there? He was supposed to go to Gremio if that ever happened--he had the biggest axe Tyr ever saw, so he was definitely strong even if he never really looked like he was.

Right, so he could just peek into his room first. "Gremio?" he called meekly. Maybe he wouldn't hear him... He ran from the door and leaned over Gremio's bed, close to his face. "Gremio. Hey, Gremio."

blackshadow

[ The winds had picked up since this morning; Tyr should have really listened to Gremio when he insisted that he wait another day before setting out again, but he was sure that he could at least make it across the Dunan border before nightfall...

And if the snow wasn't high enough to creep into his boots, he probably could. Part of him wished Gremio was with him, but a larger part was glad that the ageing man hadn't followed him into the storm this time. The wind was whipping his face raw and snow was creeping into his coat (and probably his supply bag) with every gust. His cloak was only good for keeping it off his neck.

He was still foolish, though. He knew and could admit to that much. By the time he finally spotted a - actually rather nice - lit house from his path, the snow had piled itself onto his shoulders clung to his boots even when he started up the walkway to it. It wasn't the first time he had asked to stay at a stranger's place, but it would be the first time he had to do it in his own homeland. It was somewhat embarrassing...

There wasn't much of a choice right now, though. With a sigh, he knocked at the door with his free hand. ]

srslynotguy

... talk about "stuff". Touchy stuff. Yaoi stuff. With a soap opera plot as a background... dun dun dun.

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