[WELL HE'D COME IN HERE WITH THE INTENT TO ASK SOMETHING BUT NOW HE'S JUST
pausing at the door
and squinting Chuuya's way.]
...What in the world have you managed to get into this time? Please! Why is it that I can't turn my back around anyone here for more than five minutes?
[he finishes cleaning the carpet and pulls off his stained shirt; he's uninjured beneath it, despite the blood. it gets put aside as he pulls a new one from nowhere, pulling it on.]
[Nyet!! While he's trying to pull it on, Wei Wuxian's already crossed the room and is absolutely just pushing his hands and shirt out of the way so he can get a closer look at him.]
Feeling much better after what, recovering from a hole in you? What happened?
[Look AFTER POLLY, HE ACTUALLY IS KIND OF CONCERNED.]
[They twitch a little, though this time it seems to be more out of mild agitation... At least he'll leave Chuuya and his poor shirt alone after he's done looking him over, even if he doesn't seem satisfied.]
You're not allowed to scold me anymore when you do the exact same type of thing.
You can't say that for sure - and if you are sure, then you should reconsider.
[He actually sounds a little miffed, even... He's thinking back on the fuckin DEADASS POSSIBLE HOSTS THEY FOUND and some of the concerning notes in their clipboards.]
But he'll give him a look for a second, before cursedly moving to go sit directly in his gotdam lap this time. Straddled, so he can look Chuuya in the face while he talks.]
Has no one told you about the papers and bodies in the morgue?
[It's a soft little poof of a tail, very good for petting! Though he's unfortunately too distracted by having to be the bearer of bad news to enjoy it all that much for now.]
...Mm - it's possible that we found the bodies of the hosts from the last group. They all had papers with them that said some strange things, but one had "it's a shame her body collapsed when it did", and another said "I wish whatever was keeping you and the other three alive hadn't worn off, but I suppose this is the world righting itself."
[Haha, remember weeks ago when they'd used checking Chuuya's freaky immortal body out as an excuse to bang!! That, the redux: now sans banging and featuring a Wei Wuxian who's absolutely very concerned. His hands reach out to gently cup Chuuya's face and he repeats something he'd said much earlier, soft and solemn.]
Don't go testing the limits of this body. If something were to happen here and now, even I couldn't do anything about it.
Shit. I mean, I think we're doing better than last time, so maybe that's just because they fucked up...?
[thanks, chuuya is very concerned now too! he frowns, contemplating that, and reaches up to cover one of wei wuxian's hands with one of his own.]
...if it comes to that, you know I'm going to have to test it anyway. Right? If that's what I have to do to get us out of here, I...
I'm just going to have to hope that stays true, and if it doesn't, then I'm leaving it up to you guys to get me back too. So make sure you stay alive, because it's better for me to take a risk if I have to-- I'm way more likely to live.
[if the situation does arise, best to leave it to the person who should come back. should. god, he hopes those papers don't mean anything.]
[It's not like he's surprised to hear any of this but boy does he still hate it!! Absolutely hates it! There's some sort of emotion that flickers across his face, briefly - some sort of something that's hard to pin down, sharp-edged and unsuiting, before his features smooth back into a soft, almost placid smile.]
I know. It's not like I'd expect anything less from you, hah. You're the sort who'd deal with any responsibility put on your shoulders even if it's unfair - probably wouldn't even think of it as unfair, hm?
[His gaze has drifted a little to the left, like he's looking at his own hand for a second rather than Chuuya's face.
A beat of silence passes; it's a strangely considering sort, but then his attention re-anchors on Chuuya. He leans forward; one kiss for each cheek.]
Well! We've managed to have a fair amount of luck on our side so far, hm? Maybe it really was that they just made some wrong turn somewhere that affected their longevity.
[it might be unsuiting, but honestly? chuuya likes it. likes both his edges and the way it means he's showing something different, despite the fact that the current subject matter is Pretty Bad; it's hard to miss the way his ears perk, how his attention seems to zero in for a moment.]
Handling things is my job, XianXian. Has been for a while-- this is sort of just an extension of that, even if it's honestly a pretty shitty one.
[but he exhales a sigh at those kisses, ears relaxing a bit, tail swishing idly behind him as he just-- lets his head rest on wei wuxian's shoulder.]
I'm hoping that's it. I don't know right now if we even count as being dead here, considering we came back, but it sounds like we sure will be if anything like that happens.
[That tiny slip alone was the result of a culmination of Weeks of nonsense honestly, so ENJOY IT WHILE IT LASTS CHUUYA it's there and gone in a flash, crushed in his mighty fist of repression.
He reaches forward so he can gently flick Chuuya's ears, but when his head is resting on his shoulder, he'll at least be kind and pet his head instead.]
I know, I know! You're so dutiful, haha. Everyone should feel a little safer just knowing you're working so hard for us! And you're probably right about that, too - you're undead only in name and technicality, certainly not in function.
[what if he just actively tries to make that happen again (chuuya NO.)
for now, at least, he's content to use wei wuxian as a head pillow, arms wrapped around him once more. i am a fuckin fool who forgot he's in chuuya's lap and therefore his head's maybe on his chest instead bc he's a small gremlin what's their height difference again...
i looked it up & yeah this is a chest pillow situation. as much as it can be, with a twink.]
Don't get me wrong, I'm not necessarily doing it for all of you... but I want to get home, and there are definitely some of you I wouldn't want to ditch here. I'm just doing my job to make sure that happens.
He seems content to just be a twink pillow to Chuuya in the meantime, at least. It puts Chuuya at the perfect height for top-of-the-head kisses!! His cute ears get a little nibble too because he has no self control and would prefer to dote on this dumb tiny furry than fall into an endless pit of boiling rage at their entire situation. It's fine.]
Mm, right, right, I'm sure! How terrible and selfish of you, Chuu, only doing this because you want to get home and perhaps save a few of us along the way. What a villainous heart you have!
[HE'S SO... CUTE... Like a little angry tsun chihuahua, except a chihuahua that can also kick too many asses.]
[He WILL spoil Chuuya!! Even when he has to stop nibbling his ears so he can keep talking, he'll just raise his hands up so he can pet and rub and gently scratch them instead.]
Haha, goodness - you really are set on that, aren't you?
[With "that" being "defending your image" but LIKE A SHIT, HE REFUSES TO CLARIFY. Terrible question, though!]
Well! An old friend of mine and I are in the middle of dealing with quite an unpleasant man who's been causing more than his fair share of trouble among the sects. Should be handled soon enough, though!
[Is that what he meant? Yes? No? That's the angle Wei Wuxian is going to tackle this question from, haha!]
[DON'T CALL HIM OUT!! He's quiet for a second, considering, as he gently traces the very edge of one of Chuuya's ears, hoping to get it to flick.]
—Well! First of all, I need to figure out why exactly Mo Xuanyu dragged me back into the living world. It's my responsibility to take care of aforementioned unpleasant man, too, since I somehow managed to get wrapped up in that mess - though I have a feeling the two are related.
[it does flick! they're sensitive please let him live... but he still likes it. fox purr is happening.]
...mm. So someone pulled you back after you died...? If it just got you dragged into trouble-- must have wanted something out of you. That's usually the motivation behind things.
[He will not let Chuuya live, nope. He's endeared by the purring!! It only encourages him to continue! Though he'll pause every so often to gently pet down their centers instead.]
Haha - ah, no, no, it was nothing personal whatsoever. He just wanted someone to kill his clan! The summoning ritual he used was one I invented, intended to call forth spirits categorized as extremely sinister ghouls.
[Like
himself.]
But I suspect he was a pawn in a much larger plan.
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W5, Saturday
when chuuya straightens and faces him, the front of his shirt is torn and stained, but he looks fine!]
Oh-- shit, I thought this would go a lot faster.
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pausing at the door
and squinting Chuuya's way.]
...What in the world have you managed to get into this time? Please! Why is it that I can't turn my back around anyone here for more than five minutes?
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[he finishes cleaning the carpet and pulls off his stained shirt; he's uninjured beneath it, despite the blood. it gets put aside as he pulls a new one from nowhere, pulling it on.]
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Feeling much better after what, recovering from a hole in you? What happened?
[Look AFTER POLLY, HE ACTUALLY IS KIND OF CONCERNED.]
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[he'll let him get a closer look, giving the bun ears a soothing pet while he's in range.]
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You're not allowed to scold me anymore when you do the exact same type of thing.
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You can't say that for sure - and if you are sure, then you should reconsider.
[He actually sounds a little miffed, even... He's thinking back on the fuckin DEADASS POSSIBLE HOSTS THEY FOUND and some of the concerning notes in their clipboards.]
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[i don't think anyone deeted him on that so he just looks confused?
he's also going to go take a seat, but he leaves the shirt off.]
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But he'll give him a look for a second, before cursedly moving to go sit directly in his gotdam lap this time. Straddled, so he can look Chuuya in the face while he talks.]
Has no one told you about the papers and bodies in the morgue?
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[so, nope!
but he just wraps his arms around him when wwx occupies his lap, casually holding him there. he might be playing with the bun tail a little.]
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...Mm - it's possible that we found the bodies of the hosts from the last group. They all had papers with them that said some strange things, but one had "it's a shame her body collapsed when it did", and another said "I wish whatever was keeping you and the other three alive hadn't worn off, but I suppose this is the world righting itself."
[Haha, remember weeks ago when they'd used checking Chuuya's freaky immortal body out as an excuse to bang!! That, the redux: now sans banging and featuring a Wei Wuxian who's absolutely very concerned. His hands reach out to gently cup Chuuya's face and he repeats something he'd said much earlier, soft and solemn.]
Don't go testing the limits of this body. If something were to happen here and now, even I couldn't do anything about it.
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Shit. I mean, I think we're doing better than last time, so maybe that's just because they fucked up...?
[thanks, chuuya is very concerned now too! he frowns, contemplating that, and reaches up to cover one of wei wuxian's hands with one of his own.]
...if it comes to that, you know I'm going to have to test it anyway. Right? If that's what I have to do to get us out of here, I...
I'm just going to have to hope that stays true, and if it doesn't, then I'm leaving it up to you guys to get me back too. So make sure you stay alive, because it's better for me to take a risk if I have to-- I'm way more likely to live.
[if the situation does arise, best to leave it to the person who should come back. should. god, he hopes those papers don't mean anything.]
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I know. It's not like I'd expect anything less from you, hah. You're the sort who'd deal with any responsibility put on your shoulders even if it's unfair - probably wouldn't even think of it as unfair, hm?
[His gaze has drifted a little to the left, like he's looking at his own hand for a second rather than Chuuya's face.
A beat of silence passes; it's a strangely considering sort, but then his attention re-anchors on Chuuya. He leans forward; one kiss for each cheek.]
Well! We've managed to have a fair amount of luck on our side so far, hm? Maybe it really was that they just made some wrong turn somewhere that affected their longevity.
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Handling things is my job, XianXian. Has been for a while-- this is sort of just an extension of that, even if it's honestly a pretty shitty one.
[but he exhales a sigh at those kisses, ears relaxing a bit, tail swishing idly behind him as he just-- lets his head rest on wei wuxian's shoulder.]
I'm hoping that's it. I don't know right now if we even count as being dead here, considering we came back, but it sounds like we sure will be if anything like that happens.
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He reaches forward so he can gently flick Chuuya's ears, but when his head is resting on his shoulder, he'll at least be kind and pet his head instead.]
I know, I know! You're so dutiful, haha. Everyone should feel a little safer just knowing you're working so hard for us! And you're probably right about that, too - you're undead only in name and technicality, certainly not in function.
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for now, at least, he's content to use wei wuxian as a head pillow, arms wrapped around him once more. i am a fuckin fool who forgot he's in chuuya's lap and therefore his head's maybe on his chest instead bc he's a small gremlin what's their height difference again...
i looked it up & yeah this is a chest pillow situation. as much as it can be, with a twink.]
Don't get me wrong, I'm not necessarily doing it for all of you... but I want to get home, and there are definitely some of you I wouldn't want to ditch here. I'm just doing my job to make sure that happens.
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He seems content to just be a twink pillow to Chuuya in the meantime, at least. It puts Chuuya at the perfect height for top-of-the-head kisses!! His cute ears get a little nibble too because he has no self control and would prefer to dote on this dumb tiny furry than fall into an endless pit of boiling rage at their entire situation. It's fine.]
Mm, right, right, I'm sure! How terrible and selfish of you, Chuu, only doing this because you want to get home and perhaps save a few of us along the way. What a villainous heart you have!
[HE'S SO... CUTE... Like a little angry tsun chihuahua, except a chihuahua that can also kick too many asses.]
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Oh, shut up-- you know what I'm going back for, anyway.
[that CRIME LIFE.
he's quiet for a moment, though, considering something.]
...hey. You know, you've never told me what you're going back to.
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Haha, goodness - you really are set on that, aren't you?
[With "that" being "defending your image" but LIKE A SHIT, HE REFUSES TO CLARIFY. Terrible question, though!]
Well! An old friend of mine and I are in the middle of dealing with quite an unpleasant man who's been causing more than his fair share of trouble among the sects. Should be handled soon enough, though!
[Is that what he meant? Yes? No? That's the angle Wei Wuxian is going to tackle this question from, haha!]
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[he shakes his head, ears twitching a little with the motion, but he refuses to move away from the attention.]
What makes you want to go home?
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[DON'T CALL HIM OUT!! He's quiet for a second, considering, as he gently traces the very edge of one of Chuuya's ears, hoping to get it to flick.]
—Well! First of all, I need to figure out why exactly Mo Xuanyu dragged me back into the living world. It's my responsibility to take care of aforementioned unpleasant man, too, since I somehow managed to get wrapped up in that mess - though I have a feeling the two are related.
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...mm. So someone pulled you back after you died...? If it just got you dragged into trouble-- must have wanted something out of you. That's usually the motivation behind things.
Unless they just wanted you back, anyway.
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Haha - ah, no, no, it was nothing personal whatsoever. He just wanted someone to kill his clan! The summoning ritual he used was one I invented, intended to call forth spirits categorized as extremely sinister ghouls.
[Like
himself.]
But I suspect he was a pawn in a much larger plan.
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[he sounds
pretty dubious, honestly,]
Is that just because of your whole... corpse thing? --wait, are you undead?
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