espritdecorpse: (where's the party)
Wei Wuxian ([personal profile] espritdecorpse) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2019-08-08 06:31 pm

The Discussion Conference!

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Near the shore, across the water
WHEN: August 8th
WHAT: Get together for drinks, discussion, and a little fighting
WARNINGS: some sappy stuff okay


Games:

[ As the day dawns bright on this auspicious morning… absolutely nothing at all happens because your host is still sleeping. But by early afternoon, anyone who ventures to the water’s sandy beach edge will find swords of every make and type arrayed: bamboo sticks, wooden swords, blunted metal practice swords, and—for those so inclined—live steel. Show off your swordsmanship, but remember: it’s only fun and games until somebody loses an eye.

For those disinclined to contact sports, there’s another game set up: kites with targets painted on the center, and a number of bows and several quivers of arrows. Shoot the kite! Of course, no matter how intrepid the archer, you need someone to fly the kite. Have fun trying to hit that moving target—and if you run out of arrows, it’s just a quick swim out to get them. Surely no monsters will be waiting to drag you under, right?

There’s absolutely nothing stopping anybody from just relaxing on the beach or playing in the waves (watch out for the tentacles). ]

Discussion:

[ After the games are drinks and discussion. Wei Wuxian has become an avid winemaker over the past eight months, and every kind of wine is here in abundance: punch, rice wine, fruit wine… and for the truly daring, durian liqueur (don’t ask where those durians came from, you might not like the answer). As the alcohol flows, conversation naturally follows, and what better topic than the story of Awash, the things each person has discovered and wondered about, and how the story abruptly seems to have an end.

Someone has brought the book out for people to write in, so there’s that as well. ]

Banquet:

[ And then, as the sun sets, it’s time for a banquet. Tables and chairs cobbled together from nearby abandoned homes are set up outdoors, and bonfires set on the beach. The dishes are varied: chicken and suckling pig, that is to say, a mutant chicken with the head of a pig. Following that delicacy is grilled fish, fried crab claws, boiled lobster, shark’s fin soup, and rice noodles. You might even be able to snag some attractively-wrapped cakes as well. Wei Wuxian might have cooked a few of these, hope you like ghost peppers. ]

Fireworks:

[ As the last light of the sun fades from the horizon and night truly falls, you’ll be handed a talisman. It won’t do anything at all, unless you’ve got spiritual energy or magical powers of some sort to activate it. If you do, point it at the sky. If you don’t, find someone who does. ]

Bad ideas:

[ Drunk skinny dipping in the ice cold, monster-infested ocean water, confessing your deepest fears, throwing up in the bushes, sloppily making out with and then passing out in the arms of someone attractive? Your host does not recommend you engage in any of these activities, unless you really want to. ]
alittlespicy: (Default)

Lan Wangji

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
    [ For all that Lan Wangji is not always social, but this time, he is present, his graceful motions seen almost everywhere as he tries to both encourage people and calm down any situation that seems to be growing tense.

    There is... one difference that those used to him can spot. His hair is done the exact same way as always, but the forehead ribbon is no longer tied around it.
    ]


Games

    [ Wangji is there. He's less playful, as such, but he is a cautious and good sport. He's more than willing to give a full demonstration of the Lan style of sword fighting with Lan Sizhui, or give a much more chaotic demonstration against Wei Wuxian. He did once talk about measuring his abilities against (Blue) Saber, as well his skill against Archer's, should they be interested.

    Anyone else who might want to test themselves against him are always welcome, as well.
    ]


Discussion

    [ Wangji is not touching the alcohol. But he is there for this, too, and--

    -- then he frowns as he opens the book.
    ]

    Where is the page that was placed here?

    [ ... that might be important! ]


Banquet

    [ Wangji did cook some of the food, so watch out for the red-colored dishes. Those might be moderate-level spicy.

    He will try some of the other foods, too.
    ]

    The soup is not bad.

    [ Picky, picky. ]


Fireworks

    [ For anyone who is wondering what to do with the talisman... ]

    Do you need assistance with that?


Wildcard!

    Anything else, go right ahead.


Before it all begins - closed to Wei Wuxian

    [ Wangji's steps are steady as he walks towards the now familiar house in Ruga. Bichen is already hovering beside him - ready to carry, not fight - as he knocks on the door. ]

    Wei Ying.
alittlespicy: (Wonder)

Wei Ying WHAT EVEN

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There is... no answer.

Wangji has certainly not showed up at 5. Or 6. Or 7. He has actually given consideration, spent the time preparing the location and himself, and has showed up at more like... ten? So it does not occur to him that Wei Ying might not yet be awake. Not when he has things planned during the day!

So when there is no answer, Wangji's blood actually chills.

Ever so carefully, he steps on Bichen and goes around to hovering outside the man's window. He has to-- he has to know. If he has lost him again, he must know.
]

Wei Ying?

[ He does try calling for him first, before attempting to look inside, at least? ]
alittlespicy: (Facepalm)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... one look inside is all it takes for all the chilling fear to dissipate. Wei Ying is there. Wei Ying has not been taken away by whatever force does these things.

Wei Ying has not gone away of his own will to run away from him, either, though that was slightly less of a concern. Not with Wei Ying not having to reach back to him. Not with Wei Ying setting things up today, either.

Now that he can breathe again... well, first he tries to knock on Wei Ying's window - hard enough to be heard inside. Not nearly hard enough to break it.

If that doesn't work, he'll settle somewhere he can be seen from said window and meditate. It's fine. This is fine. He can wait.
]
alittlespicy: (Facepalm)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If this was just any day, or just one day, Wangji certainly could wait him out. If this was before they had been kidnapped by the dryads, he would never consider going in.

If he was not still getting used to the thought that his feelings are returned, he'd have gone directly in, in the first place.

As things are... the perfectionist in him waits as long as he can, before sleeping later might make Wei Ying lose face by simply not finishing all the preparations he has promised. But, eventually, he floats up to the window on Bichen once again. Then carefully opens it and steps inside the room to go kneel in front of Wei Ying's bed. Then reaches, hand hovering over Wei Ying's smooth cheek before his fingers lower to gently caress it. Yet again, he calls his name, quiet - considering how close he is - but insistently.
]

Wei Ying.
alittlespicy: (Soft)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wangji... can't even begin to be mad about this whole thing after the soft kiss on his hand. He doesn't even try - just lets out a relieved breath. He was worried here that he would upset him. ]

Mn.

... good morning, Wei Ying.

[ Wangji hasn't managed to find too many pieces of clothing in red, but he has tried. At least... there is a red sash, contrasting starkly with the white of his robes. ]

Fly on Bichen, or be carried?

[ He is here in lieu of a more traditional mode of transportation. He can offer options, depending on how much pent up energy Wei Ying has right now. Which seems... plenty, so he is ready for either option to be refused, but he offers them both anyway. ]
alittlespicy: (Smile sideways)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Mn.

[ He. Can't stop smiling. It's not a big smile, he's not sure how to do that, but he knows his mouth is curled up, and it's strange but...

If this is a gift that he can give Wei Ying, along with this bright laughter, he will offer it without hesitation.

He motions towards the window. They can step out that way directly. Dust-Eschewing Bichen is waiting.
]
alittlespicy: (Catch you)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Mn.

[ Wangji steps effortlessly after him, one arm coming up around Wei Ying's waist... Then both arms wrap around him, pressing him gently against Wangji's chest.

Then, they fly.

He's put a lot of time into preparing where they go. Part of it is restoring one of the houses somewhat. He doesn't know what time they have here, but he wants this to last while they are. Then he has used his skill in painting and calligraphy to create within it not a shrine, but a makeshift Hall of Ancestors. It is incomplete, what with so much unknown on Wei Ying's side, so Wangji has not gone far on his own side. But it is done with care and reverence. And what incense he has been able to find is waiting, ready as an offering.

Perhaps the spirits of those on the tablets are very far away. Perhaps they always are.

But a little part of them is with Wangji and Wei Ying. So such a place seems most appropriate.

Of note: none of the tablets, or the writing, or the incense burners or holders are made of anything colorless. The tablets have been carved from fallen branches of colored trees; the incense burners have been carved from rocks with color. It did not feel right, otherwise.

He lets go to step off of Bichen when they get outside it, and he holds out a hand for Wei Ying, though it may not be needed.
]

We are here.
Edited (added a detail) 2019-08-09 18:50 (UTC)
witchual: (i forget my debts SO fast.)

Banquet

[personal profile] witchual 2019-08-09 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, it's Saber's housemate. Magilou has heard of him (and probably ate food that Saber mooched from him), but never actually met him. The mysteries deepened...

Until she meets him now, and the most mysterious person in this conversation is her. She sidles up to him, her hands empty of any food; she'd probably have her hands in all of them, but this is more interesting. ]


Ooh, high standards, huh? Which ones here meet your particularly partial palate?
alittlespicy: (Innocent)

aw yis.

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-09 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Eyes as pale as colored glass watch her, without trying to take in her body other than the general outline.

Then his mouth softens, not quite smiling but almost there, instead of answering directly.
]

Unfair. I made some.

What kind of food... do you like?
wooden_one: (neutral | what)

[personal profile] wooden_one 2019-08-10 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
i: Discussions

[When Chu Wanning sat down, he'd claimed an entire bottle of rice wine for himself. Not a particularly adventurous one.

You may catch him in the process of pulling that bottle over to himself.

Or, if you catch him later, you might see him polishing off the last of that bottle and reaching for another. He looks 100% sober, still.

Either way, his hand brushes yours when he reaches out before he snatches it back as if burned. (He's not one for casual physical touches.)]


...watch it.



ii: Banquet

[A mature grandmaster would surely eat a balanced diet.

...except no. On his plate are some vegetables but mostly? It's cakes. Also, wine. He sips at it as he glares at the bowl of ghost peppers. He can guess what that is!

But he's also looking at the food with a similarly displeased frown.]


...why is there so much meat?

[The complaint is said quietly, he wasn't actually asking anyone.]

iii: Special Delivery!

[If you arrive earlier, you may spot Chu Wanning walking in with an armful of swords, all blunted and not dangerous except as a bludgeoning weapon. He looks around, as if he's trying to figure out where they're supposed to go but...can't figure out where.

Maybe he stares at you for a moment, before looking away. Needing to ask but not wanting to admit his ignorance. How difficult could it be, really...? He can figure it out!]
Edited 2019-08-10 02:01 (UTC)
witchual: (piece of cake、it's a cinch.)

[personal profile] witchual 2019-08-10 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
If I had to pick...

[ Her eyes scan the entire length of the table. Yes, she is going to look at and try everything and she cannot be stopped. ]

I'd probably go with that perfectly seasoned tender salmon fillet with a side of lemon. Or perhaps the boiled lobster, a shell made from the king of the sea! And if I were really offered the opportunity to select, I'd pick these rice noodles, and stick 'em all together in a stew. It might not be the most glorious, but then you don't even have to choose!

Which ones did you cook?
wooden_one: (tsun | blushed)

[personal profile] wooden_one 2019-08-10 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He turned...then balked because...that is very little fabric! Where is your outer robe, sir!? He's gotten used to some people dressing in less clothes but to see a fellow cultivator in something like isn't something he expected.

He's struck dumb by the impropriety for a moment then he jumps when they touch. This--!

He takes a step back.]


I'm fine. [The only reason he isn't getting madder is because Wei Wuxian has shown that he tried not to touch him so...that was probably an accident, right? That didn't mean he didn't look irritated.] Just tell me where to leave these then I'll be on my way.
wooden_one: (neutral | what)

[personal profile] wooden_one 2019-08-10 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll keep backing away then!

Except after a couple more steps he realized...didn't this make it look like he was running away? So he'll suddenly stop and glare.]


What prior engagements could I have in this place?

[...he will never understand why Wei Wuxian keeps smiling at him so much. Never. He also feels like he'd never be allowed to leave if he doesn't explain himself though. Damn it.]

I'm not good at parties. I make people uncomfortable.
alittlespicy: (Default)

iii:

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-10 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
... useful.

[ What. Wangji can appreciate the assistance.

His face feels slightly odd without the forehead ribbon, but he would not like this day to be any less than wonderful, so here he is, to help prepare.
]

Let me take them.

[ If the swords are relinquished, he'll just. Take them all in one arm, effortlessly. ]
Edited 2019-08-10 04:50 (UTC)
alittlespicy: (Default)

[personal profile] alittlespicy 2019-08-10 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Noodles

[ Said absolutely seriously and calmly.

He hasn't exactly learned to tease. But when he is actually telling the truth (or part of it), it might almost, sometimes, come out that way.
]

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