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lan_wangji ([personal profile] lan_wangji) wrote in [community profile] asgardchrysalis2020-04-28 06:21 pm

Lan Wangji | The Untamed

Who: Lan Wangji and Everyone and Anyone
What: It's RICE TIME!! Help Lan Wangji harvest rice. Laugh at Lan Wangji, the esteemed Light Bearing Lord of Gusu get dirty in a field of muddy water. He sent a call for help over the bracelets.
When: Timed for March 27th
Where: the rice paddy off the river, outside the city
Warnings: Lan Wangji getting his pristine robes dirty

Lan Wangji is still angry about the recent ridiculousness. It violated things that ought not be violated. It dared to touch his Wei Ying, even if the wounds had been most superficial. It dirtied and damaged their new home and it delayed the harvesting of the rice.

He needs this rice. The city needs the rice, of course, but Lan Wangji has wine to make for his Wei Ying and such a delay is unacceptable. In his haste to harvest the rice, he'd forgotten to ask for help and made it precisely one hour before breaking down and realizing he would need help. He would need to actually ask other people for help. And allow them to see him like this. Wei Ying might call it growth but it takes all his faculties to put out a short call for help over the strange, magical bracelet.

Help needed harvesting rice. Odin District. River. Can trade sword lessons or labor.

He forgoes his white robes for a blue, coarse pair he'd purchased and his hair is tied up in a style not at all appropriate to be seen in company but he can think of no other way. He simply hopes his appearance is not offensive to whomever may come to help.
vagabone: (an idiot)

[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
?I could try? Least I could do is keep you two company, I can't carry much.
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
!see you soon!

In about a half hour, as promised, he's found the rice paddy. If nothing else... he'll be an extra pair of hands, and somebody to talk to. It's been a long, long time since he's done any sort of harvesting. Once or twice he helped out for a little extra money, over a hundred years ago when he was alive...

"Lan! How's it going so far?"
vagabone: (wait wait wait)

[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? Oh, you're fine, can't imagine there's anyone who can stay clean doing this." He's going to be filthy himself, and that's fine with him. Mud and water are not what grossed him out the most.

"A few times when I was alive. I barely remember it, honestly, that was so long ago. So... what do you want me to do?"
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably for the best, it looks heavy. An easier job, that's what he needs. Wanting it to be otherwise won't do any good--it seems like he's always been tired at this point and he's never gotten anything he wants most.

"Easy enough." He starts doing that, then. "Glad you decides not to try and do it all yourself."
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Smart. Otherwise it might go bad before you get it harvested." It won't take long to lay out the stalks where they'll be nice and dry.

"How is everything else going for you guys?"
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-29 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." he says, faltering. The portrait. They haven't forgotten, he meant it when he said he'd paint one... it's astounding, almost mind-blowing. It's too, too good. One day he'll be gone, but there will still be a house in a magical land with a picture of him.

And that's fantastic. "Ay, I'd... really like that."
vagabone: (fond)

[personal profile] vagabone 2020-04-30 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji would only have to ask, the skeleman's willing to explain. The next bunch of stalks are separated and laid out, same as the first. Not the lousiest job he's had to do, by far.

"Sounds nice. And nobody's going to catch me turning down free food, it's one of the best things about this place." Food! That he can eat just for the fun of it! "But what would you do in your own world? If you'd just built a house?"
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-05-02 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
He snickers quietly, hearing that first part--purifying away the spirits, eh? "Don't purify it too much, I might not be able to come in." Because, well. Is it not obvious he's extremely deceased??

More seriously, though. "A party. Like Wei's wanting. People you invite might bring you homey sorts of things. Silverware, cups, a broom, useful stuff. Or just decorations, those are nice too."
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-05-08 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't have a clue! It's a joke, relax." After all, this is his first time in any living world as a dead man. He doesn't know the rules, anything could happen.

He raises a bony brow at that second part. "You don't have to give gifts at your own party. Not where I'm from. Don't be surprised if you do get people giving you things."
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[personal profile] vagabone 2020-05-12 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
That's just sad. One might think the guy's talking about his own execution, not a party and presents! Happy thoughts! He shifts from one foot to the other, thinking. "You know, you could always bring thank you gifts to whoever comes later on. Not the day of the party, I mean. And remember, they're not going to think you're being rude if you don't. It'll be fine."