prompts / continuations.

[fennu]

Comments

[desultorily]

Aren't I older? Shouldn't you be honouring my dusting bones?

[fennu]

I'm older than you now, Wei Wuxian.

[desultorily]

Now add the lifespan of every spirit that weighs my shoulders. I'm eight centuries, if I am one day.

[fennu]

I'm talking real years.

[desultorily]

Ah. So you can all tally my death, but me? Be fair. It's mine.

[fennu]

I'm tallying your life, idiot.

[desultorily]

Ah. Then, humbly, I'm but a child in your care. Sect leader Jiang, teach me well.

[fennu]

Oh, I'll teach you alright.

[desultorily]

Jiang Cheng, you have a way about you. A man can't tell if you're pledging hurts or comfort.

[fennu]

You're just going to have to figure it out.

[desultorily]

I don't suppose eight peanuts and half of a chestnut, overbaked, can persuade you to speak your mind freely.

[fennu]

It would have to be at least nine.

[desultorily]

Deal! Done. Agreed. Bartered and sold.

Payment first, sect leader.

[fennu]

Prove to me you're worth the goods and I will come.

[desultorily]

Jiang Cheng, I know your sect wards, and where you rest your sword at night, and which of the tailors cuts your robes. I know how you take your fish off the fire, and how many dogs you had, once. I even know how you like your boats rowed, not too slow, or you'll lose your taste for the journey.

Isn't a man so learned worth your truths? Hmmmm?

[fennu]

Wei Wuxian, do you really think the wards and everything else are still the same?

[desultorily]

You changed them? With your lily hands? When the only souls who knew were the dead?

[fennu]

What do you mean lily hands?

[desultorily]

Even with your sword calluses, you've still got the dainty hands of a gentleman who's never farmed.

[fennu]

I was right. I should definitely kill you.

[desultorily]

Put your shoulder in it this time.

[fennu]

You're so irritating, you prick. Just hurry up.