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[laozu]

WHO: Ancient China Wuxia Crew ( Wei Wuxian laozu, Lan Wangji wangxian & Jiang Cheng sandu )
WHERE: Various locations.
WHEN: Various times.
WHAT: A catch-all log for literally everything so we don't spam.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Sexual content, discussions of suicide/suicidal ideation, physical violence, difficulties in communication, etc.

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[sandu]

[ jiang cheng frowns - a familiar line carving itself into furrows upon his brows, though it lacks any measure of bitterness or viciousness, and he curls his hand upon the other's belly to pinch - though that too, lacks the usual fire. ]

Sit properly.

[ at least his voice carries a little more force than lan wangji's, and he shakes his hands free out of wei wuxian's grip in order to cross them, tucking them securely against the crook of his arms, out of reach. ]

What are you, a child?

[Bad username or site: wanyin @ jiang]
We need to find someone who knows the lay of the land, then.

[ a pause: ] It has been a while since 'our' time, after all. We would need a local. Someone who is more contemporary.

[ though he is not entirely sure of whether it is truly 'theirs' in the way that matters. there is said to be other universes, worlds where things are so unlike what he knows. the scenery outside seems so different yet familiar, that it leaves him feeling a little uncomfortable and queasy like looking through the wrong end of a telescope.

though it could be because the view he has now comes from a completely foreign mode of transport.

he glances down at their feet at the nudge, turning a half-curious, half-reluctantly amused gaze at lan wangji, but does not comment on it otherwise. ]