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Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian | Yiling Patriarch ([personal profile] yilingdaddy) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2019-12-02 03:49 pm

Crazy New Wizard Goes Round and Round!

Who: Wei Wuxian, open
What: The craziness of the Void has a certain new arrival blindfolded and proving it won't keep him down
Where: All over! The garden carriage! Hallways! 1B!
When: Catfish 17

Normal people, when wearing a blindfold, would probably stay put somewhere familiar. Not Wei Wuxian. Not for long, unless Lan Wangji convinces him to pause and reflect for a bit- and he even obeys! He'll meditate for an hour or two at a time, then he's up again and exploring. Running into doors, figuring out by touch and other senses just how to open said doors, as well as where things are.

Anything to keep busy and distracted. The voices from the Void are still a distraction, louder than he's used to, but he's trying to block them out. And the black length of cloth covering his eyes helps, along with reminding him (by prevention) not to look outside.

Its the making new talismans and experimenting to see how well they work to quiet the small bunk he and Lan Zhan share that he wants to work on, but seeing would help. Instead, he thinks of what characters would work the best for when he can experiment directly, leaning back against either a rock, or his bunk, depending where he has an idea.

The Chinese man doesn't mind the uniform he'd arrived wearing, it's even blue! but he was relieved to feel his usual red hair ribbon in his Qiankun pouch (bag of holding) and has pulled his hair up and back accordingly, and added the pouch to hang at his waist.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-12-15 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Well Wee-Hoo seemed to be an alright guy if he could appreciate good bourbon. Tony took a sip and thought about that a moment. "I can give that a try next. Rice wine doesn't have to age quite like other wines do." He ran a hand along his beard thoughtfully. Yep, he would definitely be trying that next.

"How is it different?" He asked, leaning forward with interest. He'd learned some about magic here, but it was sadly limited.

He laughed at the response about friends and alcohol. It was highly amusing that over the course of only a few minutes he'd whittled this man's name down from a lengthy one down to one syllable. That had to be some rather impressive manipulation. "You've been on my train for longer than a day, I simply assumed you'd have heard of me by now. Although I suppose you've been handicapped with your blind-fold so my reputation as a handsome devil would only go so far."