#fog event

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

@xuanyu-of-mo:

“My name is Mo XuanYu and I am alive,” he repeats, as if it’s something he knows by rote. He pets Minmo gently, considering.

Watches the tea pot brew, makes a decision, and speaks again.

“I don’t know who I am,” Mo XuanYu admits, whisper soft but loud enough to hear. “I don’t know where I came from or where I’m supposed to go. All I know is that it was dark for a really long time and then I was in the fog. I know I’m alive but I don’t know how long I’ve been alive.”

The answer unsettles Wen Chao, initially. Something about the confirmation, the reassurance. He quickly learns why. 

Bringing the teapot over with a few cups, he sits down at the table and contemplates what he’s just been told.

“I don’t think telling you what I know of you would help much, but maybe... I mean, I was in the dark for a long time, too. But I had a better start than that. I was dead before. Maybe there’s a chance you were dead too.”

[xue--yang]

Once outside Nightless City, Xue Yang uses a few talismans to clear the air of fog to watch as it rolls back in from mostly one direction. Setting off in said direction he gets to the edge of a forest before trying again, checking that he's on the right track. In the short amount of time that the fog is clear, he spots a familiar face.

"Xuanyu?" He looks oddly young sitting on the grass, staring at his hands. Xue Yang marches towards him, equal parts angry and relieved. "Where have you been?!"

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

He felt warm. 

Warmer than he should feel when he knew for a fact he’d gone to sleep without a blanket. Warm to the point where his dreams had been full of sunlight and bonfires.

Not only that, but his pillow felt firmer than usual, too, to the point where he wondered if he was resting on a block of wood... 

When he lazily opened his eyes, he realized it was not a block of wood at all, but rather Xue Yang. 

Ah, that explained that.

Wait.

“Eh...!?” 

( @xue--yang)

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

I feel watched. 

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

(from here)

@wen-chaos-mom

I'm hardly a cultivator, though... I don't know where my energy comes from. Maybe dying made me stronger, I-

Oh...

(He winces at the sight of her legs and hurries inside to grab as many medical supplies as he has available)

Here, let me see... And you wanted to walk like this, really!

(Who's the parent now? Holding a small pail of water, he wets a rag and starts washing the wounds.)

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

(cont. from here)

@wen-chaos-mom

Don’t worry, I haven’t seen anything out here. Just fog... It’s more the general unease that comes with it that’s throwing me off. 

I’ll keep you safe if it comes down to it, though.

(His confidence has returned now that he actually has the means to back it up.)

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

It’s pretty lonely. 

[general-nuisance-wen-chao]

(cont. from here )

@xue--yang

No, I mean you-you. The other yous disappeared. I’m just wondering if it’s a matter of time until you disappear too.