[ Once the results were in, he immediately looked for his friend. Upon seeing an empty spot where he was standing earlier, he headed towards their lodgings. The ruckus is why he's rushing over and trying knob immediately instead of knocking. Is it unlocked? ]
Nie-xiong?! Is something wrong?
[ He's hoping there isn't an attack or his friend didn't injure himself ]
[ In a rare fit of carelessness, the door was unlocked, yes.
He'll see Huaisang on the bed, with his pillow in hands, and then looking up and over at the other who... probably just let him into the room. ]
Oh... no, sorry. I didn't mean to worry you, Wei-xiong.
It's just...i-it's just...
[ Oh no. He told himself he wasn't going to cry again unless he planned for it. It was one thing when he pretended but he already cried enough and it won't stop SQ from dying or reveal who did it, so he just let himself fall silent for a moment. ]
[ He'll close the door behind himself to keep anyone else from seeing into the room. Relief hits him when he sees his friend appears to be physically okay.
He hesitates for a moment before moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Placing his hand on the other's back. He knows he lost the right to try to make anyone feel better, but he still wants to try. ]
We'll figure out how to bring her back, Nie-xiong.
[ He just can't be sure how many more deaths will happen until then. Hamelin did confirm to wanting to stroke that particular fire, but he's not going to bring that up at this moment. ]
[ He felt his hand on his back and he felt some of the tension leave him.
Huaisang wanted to just turn towards him, hug him, and cry on him saying he wanted to go home. But he didn't do that either because he wasn't really up to it. He was feeling more sulky now. ]
I'm not even sure how we're going to bring her back.
[ He'll blink and then let out a small sigh. ]
But, I want to try. [ ... ] Wei-xiong...I'm also glad nothing happened to you.
[ Maybe he can make her the next Wen Ning- no. He is pondering for a moment about ways of bringing someone back. He knows he has notes and ideas written down back home, but... his method doesn't seem to work here.
Focusing back on his friend. ]
It might take some time and a bit of information gathering, but I'm sure there's a way. You just have to hold on until then.
[ He is a master of putting confidence and assurance in his words. Aim for the impossible is his formal sect's motto.
There is a pause after Huaisang's words. ]
Even if something were to happen, I'm a tough opponent to bring down. I've already came back from the dead once before.
Wei-xiong...I'll do my best. But I'll also be dragging you into something with me next week if I have my way, so be prepared.
[ Huaisang felt the impulse for a hug to return again. So he'll go for it, though it's slower and less sudden than last time (that last time had earnestly felt like his life was in danger, but this time it wasn't that, he just wanted hugs. And he felt like nobody else here would allow him to do that.)
But there's also a pause on his end when the other spoke about coming back from the dead once again. ]
...You're right. But, I'm not going to even think about losing you again.
[ He wondered why, when they had that final talk back home before parting ways, that he couldn't even be honest enough to tell him that he was happy he had brought him back. Once again, he never regretted doing what he did, but he did regret being a not so great friend after all that time. ]
Oh? Will it be raiding the library again or do you have something else up your sleeve?
[ There's a playful note to his words.
This time, he actually partially expects something to happen. There isn't any pause as he adjusts his arm to be around the other in an one-armed hug. ]
That goes for you, too. Stay close to me, and I'll watch your back for you.
Later on we could try temporarily sleeping in room 5, but also this week let's check out that workshop together. Maybe if we look around with two eyes, we could find something. I doubt there'll be anything really scandalous in there, though.
[ No trashy novel collection would be found in a workshop of all places...!
But, also, good. That made him feel much better...that might make him really simple, but so what? His friendships in the current time were very limited, and strained at best. The one other person who would have indulged him had been killed through his own designs for the betrayal against him. It was at times like this that he earnestly wondered if there had been a way for things to be as they were before. ]
I won't be out of your sight. So that goes for you too...I'll look out for you in my own way.
[ If someone as so much as looked at his friend wrong he would stare them down! And...look nonthreatening while doing so because he had that kind of face that usually wouldn't work well with that, but it's the thought that counted, right? ]
[ He should learn to pay more attention to who is in the rooms beyond those just next to his.
Also you never know... maybe they will find Hamelin's porn stash. ]
The workshop would be good. I could find bamboo to use to make a new flute.
[ The only person who was physical like this to him was his Shijie. He lost any and all rights to talk to her after being the reason her son will be without his father. ]
I know you will. You are much more capable than anyone ever gives you credit for, Nie-xiong.
[ He always did think that his friend was capable, just would be happier with life with his fans and birds. ]
Oh, nothing. It's just completely fine, but there are some mirrors in there, so I figured why not?
[ Maybe they'd see something there if they stuck around! Probably not but no one has stayed the night in room 5 before as far as he could recall, so...why not?
At that comment, though, he'll feel himself continue to smile. Wei Wuxian always knew him best. Sometimes maybe even better than his brother, though some may think that is a merely a difference of a pinion (yes bird puns live here.) ]
I don't know about that, Wei-xiong. In a place like this especially...I feel like I'd be better suited to just a life where I could paint things and relax with the birds. You, on the other hand, well. I was always waiting for when people would realize your talent.
I'd be good with that. I wonder if they happen to have any buckets around...
[ Though he's not sure how they would construct it, it'd be useful if a bucket fell on top of the person's head who was coming straight into here. ]
...
...It's unfair that things are like that. I've always thought you deserved better.
[ It makes him put out whenever he thought about it. He was unfortunately unaware of shit going down because he had been mostly at the Unclean Realm, taking it easy. And was only made aware of all that transpired afterwards, but still... ]
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Nie-xiong?! Is something wrong?
[ He's hoping there isn't an attack or his friend didn't injure himself ]
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He'll see Huaisang on the bed, with his pillow in hands, and then looking up and over at the other who... probably just let him into the room. ]
Oh... no, sorry. I didn't mean to worry you, Wei-xiong.
It's just...i-it's just...
[ Oh no. He told himself he wasn't going to cry again unless he planned for it. It was one thing when he pretended but he already cried enough and it won't stop SQ from dying or reveal who did it, so he just let himself fall silent for a moment. ]
I don't know. I don't know anymore.
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He hesitates for a moment before moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Placing his hand on the other's back. He knows he lost the right to try to make anyone feel better, but he still wants to try. ]
We'll figure out how to bring her back, Nie-xiong.
[ He just can't be sure how many more deaths will happen until then. Hamelin did confirm to wanting to stroke that particular fire, but he's not going to bring that up at this moment. ]
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Huaisang wanted to just turn towards him, hug him, and cry on him saying he wanted to go home. But he didn't do that either because he wasn't really up to it. He was feeling more sulky now. ]
I'm not even sure how we're going to bring her back.
[ He'll blink and then let out a small sigh. ]
But, I want to try. [ ... ] Wei-xiong...I'm also glad nothing happened to you.
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Focusing back on his friend. ]
It might take some time and a bit of information gathering, but I'm sure there's a way. You just have to hold on until then.
[ He is a master of putting confidence and assurance in his words. Aim for the impossible is his formal sect's motto.
There is a pause after Huaisang's words. ]
Even if something were to happen, I'm a tough opponent to bring down. I've already came back from the dead once before.
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[ Huaisang felt the impulse for a hug to return again. So he'll go for it, though it's slower and less sudden than last time (that last time had earnestly felt like his life was in danger, but this time it wasn't that, he just wanted hugs. And he felt like nobody else here would allow him to do that.)
But there's also a pause on his end when the other spoke about coming back from the dead once again. ]
...You're right. But, I'm not going to even think about losing you again.
[ He wondered why, when they had that final talk back home before parting ways, that he couldn't even be honest enough to tell him that he was happy he had brought him back. Once again, he never regretted doing what he did, but he did regret being a not so great friend after all that time. ]
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[ There's a playful note to his words.
This time, he actually partially expects something to happen. There isn't any pause as he adjusts his arm to be around the other in an one-armed hug. ]
That goes for you, too. Stay close to me, and I'll watch your back for you.
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[ No trashy novel collection would be found in a workshop of all places...!
But, also, good. That made him feel much better...that might make him really simple, but so what? His friendships in the current time were very limited, and strained at best. The one other person who would have indulged him had been killed through his own designs for the betrayal against him. It was at times like this that he earnestly wondered if there had been a way for things to be as they were before. ]
I won't be out of your sight. So that goes for you too...I'll look out for you in my own way.
[ If someone as so much as looked at his friend wrong he would stare them down! And...look nonthreatening while doing so because he had that kind of face that usually wouldn't work well with that, but it's the thought that counted, right? ]
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[ He should learn to pay more attention to who is in the rooms beyond those just next to his.
Also you never know... maybe they will find Hamelin's porn stash. ]
The workshop would be good. I could find bamboo to use to make a new flute.
[ The only person who was physical like this to him was his Shijie. He lost any and all rights to talk to her after being the reason her son will be without his father. ]
I know you will. You are much more capable than anyone ever gives you credit for, Nie-xiong.
[ He always did think that his friend was capable, just would be happier with life with his fans and birds. ]
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[ Maybe they'd see something there if they stuck around! Probably not but no one has stayed the night in room 5 before as far as he could recall, so...why not?
At that comment, though, he'll feel himself continue to smile. Wei Wuxian always knew him best. Sometimes maybe even better than his brother, though some may think that is a merely a difference of a pinion (yes bird puns live here.) ]
I don't know about that, Wei-xiong. In a place like this especially...I feel like I'd be better suited to just a life where I could paint things and relax with the birds. You, on the other hand, well. I was always waiting for when people would realize your talent.
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[ You know... during possible murder night. ]
People only realize my talent when it aligns with their goals.
[ Or when it's certain tools that they want to get their hands on. There is a little bit of a bitter note to his voice. ]
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[ Though he's not sure how they would construct it, it'd be useful if a bucket fell on top of the person's head who was coming straight into here. ]
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...It's unfair that things are like that. I've always thought you deserved better.
[ It makes him put out whenever he thought about it. He was unfortunately unaware of shit going down because he had been mostly at the Unclean Realm, taking it easy. And was only made aware of all that transpired afterwards, but still... ]