Event Twenty-Five.

[awashmods]

I'd like to creep into the wood And see the bonnets blue, And hear the bluebells ringing loud, I wish I could -- don't you?

t's another day, another month, and another time for people to show up in the well. You'd better go rescue them! Never mind the fact that you woke up with a flower in your hands. It's probably fine. Don't mind it at all. It's not like it's hard to ignore a little flower. (At least, not until the effects start to kick in. Better go rescue the people in the well before they do.) Oh, right. Even the people in the well have flowers, so... things are going to be a little ridiculous very quickly, when all of those side effects kick in. Have fun! Welcome to Awash's Twenty-fifth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[alittlespicy]

[ Wangji has no impatience about this whatsoever. He lowers the food into the rice until Wei Ying becomes interested in it again...

... And his eyes soften even more as he can guess what Sizhui's answer is likely to be. And knowing what it will mean to Wei Ying. ]

[alwaysfacepalming]

[SiZhui paused with eating, setting his chopsticks down a moment as he smiled]

Well... you might find this silly, but... could you make a butterfly for me? I have been interested in them ever since I can remember.

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[espritdecorpse]

[ His memory isn't the best, so when he hears the request, the first thing he thinks of is how best to make something like that, especially so it can fly. Rather than constructing the whole thing from wood, probably he'd better make it with paper wings that he can replace when necessary.... ]

[espritdecorpse]

[ ....

Abruptly, he remembers an unexpected meeting in Yiling, with a little one by his side. They'd shared a meal together; but before that, Lan Zhan had bought the little one a bunch of toys. Amongst them were a pair of butterflies, and A-Yuan had made them whisper things to one another:

"I like you."
"I like you, too."

His lips part. His cheeks color, as he glances over to Lan Zhan, making eye contact with him. ]

[espritdecorpse]

[ And then, glancing back at Lan Sizhui, he laughs. ]

Hahaha! Butterflies! Of course. I'll make you a butterfly. I'll make you a pair. No—I'll make you three. Two bigger ones and a little one.

[alittlespicy]

[ Wangji sees the exact moment when Wei Ying realizes. When that since I can remember sinks in. And he meets those eyes easily, his own soft, so soft.

... then Wei Ying's words come and Wangji's eyes widen before they crinkle very slightly.

Then, softly, ] butterflies are fragile. Be watchful if the town brings us more pets. Last time, they would attack things close to us.

[ Is this a tale of an actual bunny trying to attack the mechanical bunny? Yes, yes it is. ]

[alwaysfacepalming]

[SiZhui's eyes lit up when WuXian not only agreed, but exceeded the original offer with three butterflies]

Would you? That would be wonderful. Three is a generous offer.

[He looked over at WangJi when he spoke]

I will take care of them, HanGuang-Jun. I won't let anything happen to them.

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[espritdecorpse]

[ He can see Sizhui's bright smile mirrored in Lan Zhan's soft expression, and it makes him feel impossibly warm inside.

And then he reaches out, to pat Sizhui's shoulder, intending to reassure him that even if something does happen, he'll fix it... ]

[espritdecorpse]

GAAAH!

[ ....but because of the flower's effect, completely upsets a bowl of red sauce, splattering it everywhere. ]

[alittlespicy]

[ That small huff of breath that Wangji makes. It was totally and completely not a startled huff of laughter. That is his story and nobody can say otherwise.

Be that as it may, Wangji actually catches the flying bowl before it can hit the next low flat surface, not that it helps with most of the spillage, chili-red drops spattering across table and white robes. ]

Nobody... is burned?

[ Priorities. He can consider the laundry situation ... later. ]

[alwaysfacepalming]

[Oh! This time SiZhui couldn't avoid the spilling red sauce. Drops of chili sauce splattered on his robes and he glanced down at them for a moment before looking back up]

I am unharmed. Are you alright, Senior Wei?

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[espritdecorpse]

[ A long moment, as he stares with great surprise at the carnage before him, so much white spattered with red. ]

[espritdecorpse]

Pffff! Hahahahaha!

[ He leans back, looking very self-satisfied. ]

You see, this is why a man looks best in black! Spicy sauce, blood, what have you—it doesn't show! You Lans are very impractical!