[His hands and arms, he means. He'll wash everything else later, too, but yeah. He's going to the kitchen because that's the best place, and he refuses to go into their room after.... YEAH.]
No one said anything about strange curse marks or decay, and she didn’t reanimate. [Only mildly comforting.] The other girl acted more like a fierce corpse and she wasn’t even dead!
Do you know what they did with Tenoh Haruka’s body?
[He can SEE. Bless. He doesn't need an escort to find Jin Ling anymore, and so he wanders through the house seemingly aimlessly, keeping an eye out for him. Wherever Nie Huaisang happens to find him, he hurries over, looking relieved.]
[Glad that his vision has been returned, he's taking the chance to more cautiously inspect things he initially took for granted.
But he does turn when Huaisang chirps at him while running over. There's something new at his waist, too! Well, familiar, but newly acquired. A certain purple, lotus-engraved bell.]
[Oh, he got something too-- Nie Huaisang's eyes flick to the bell, quietly noting it. The fan in his hands is also new; it's not open, but it's easily identifiable as the one he often carried thanks to the charm dangling from its handle.]
It is... I was starting to think it really wasn't going to come back.
[He exhales a relieved sigh, there, with a slight shake of his head.]
I'm-- [Nevermind that. He hurries up to Huaisang's side to see what the guy is doing.] I was thinking about this place. You know all the stories about the Yiling Patriarch? The stories used to scare everyone--the stories here remind me of that.
[Where's Jin Ling, he's coming to find him! He looks tired, both because of the injuries and because he's spent the day being more actively useful, which is honestly more tiring than he remembers it being. It's so much easier to just nudge people along instead...]
[Jin Ling also looks tired af. He put the white undergarments back on, but they're bloody in the back, and he hasn't put any of the bandages on again. He frowns at Huaisang, but not judgmentally.]
Sect Leader Nie...! I was--you-- [He drops his head.] ...I was worried it was you.
I'm-- sorry I had to press you so much, young master Jin. You knew what I had. I knew if it were you, and if you would do what it took to survive, you wouldn't say you were innocent so boldly when I would know if you were lying.
[their ROOM. god. nie huaisang is busy getting those notebooks off the fucking bed, one remaining open to the page where that word is repeated over and over.]
If this really is one of the dead telling us something, I wish they'd be more considerate-!!
Jin Ling doesn't like anything about this, but he's got a hard run-into-danger streak. Huaisang doesn't want to touch, but Jin Ling sure picks up one of them to look it over while crouched.]
These are... Does someone know how to write our language?
[Even if it’s Huaisang, Jin Ling looks sour when he is accosted. There’s a scuff on his chin, and a few peacock feathers missing before the tail drops into a train behind him.]
w0, post-trial
[His hands and arms, he means. He'll wash everything else later, too, but yeah. He's going to the kitchen because that's the best place, and he refuses to go into their room after.... YEAH.]
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but nie huaisang trails after the sound of his voice, there, fretfully fanning himself along the way.]
No one ever mentioned anything else wrong with her corpse, but...
[but that doesn't mean there wasn't!]
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No one said anything about strange curse marks or decay, and she didn’t reanimate. [Only mildly comforting.] The other girl acted more like a fierce corpse and she wasn’t even dead!
Do you know what they did with Tenoh Haruka’s body?
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w0, post execution
Young master Jin-! Has your sight returned too?
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But he does turn when Huaisang chirps at him while running over. There's something new at his waist, too! Well, familiar, but newly acquired. A certain purple, lotus-engraved bell.]
Sect Leader Nie? Yeah, it's back. Yours, too?
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It is... I was starting to think it really wasn't going to come back.
[He exhales a relieved sigh, there, with a slight shake of his head.]
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w1, sunday post-trial
Sect Leader Nie!
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[He exhales a relieved breath on catching sight of Jin Ling, there. He's in the study for now, collecting more paper and ink.]
Are you all right?
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Also I have explosives.
What are you doing?
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w2, friday
[hi jin ling! nie huaisang is here! he's screaming! he looks so relieved though, god.]
Where were you?! You never came back- I went to look for you, but...
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[AAAAAAA.]
Ayabe, Kuji Toi, and I were trying something in the stairway! Carbide Ash was there, too!
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[that something else might be keeping him away.]
I hoped I could bring you back in time, but I got stuck in the conservatory...
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w2, post trial
He doesn't look very happy!]
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while he looks up at jin ling, and starts to open his mouth... he gives up, shaking his head.]
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He frowns angrily into the room at Huaisang, but it looks like he isn't sure what he wants to say. After a moment, he takes just one step inside.]
Why didn't you say anything, Sect Leader Nie?!
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w3, post-trial
[Where's Jin Ling, he's coming to find him! He looks tired, both because of the injuries and because he's spent the day being more actively useful, which is honestly more tiring than he remembers it being. It's so much easier to just nudge people along instead...]
That was nearly too close for comfort.
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Sect Leader Nie...! I was--you-- [He drops his head.] ...I was worried it was you.
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[he exhales a sigh, there, shakes his head.]
I'm-- sorry I had to press you so much, young master Jin. You knew what I had. I knew if it were you, and if you would do what it took to survive, you wouldn't say you were innocent so boldly when I would know if you were lying.
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w4, Wednesday
If this really is one of the dead telling us something, I wish they'd be more considerate-!!
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Jin Ling doesn't like anything about this, but he's got a hard run-into-danger streak. Huaisang doesn't want to touch, but Jin Ling sure picks up one of them to look it over while crouched.]
These are... Does someone know how to write our language?
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[it's only one word, so... maybe. he settles in on the bed.]
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w5, thursday morning
[hello jin ling! nie huaisang's come to find him, wherever he happens to be this morning, looking as serious as a slime can look. he's... trying.]
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What is it?
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w5, after die day announce
He's just so tired, gomen.]
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well, it's not like he doesn't understand... he'll let jin ling sleep a while, actually, settled in the grass nearby to keep an eye out for him.
eventually, he reaches over to shake him awake, sorry about the slime that will be on his shoulder.]
Young master Jin. Wake up for a bit.
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