z-i-d-i-a-n:
starter call. –✘ @yiling–laozu
〝 You… 〞
One of the few things Jiang Cheng remembered about how and why he’d come to this place was a report of strange energies. Of course he’d gone to investigate. He’d been on edge since he’d arrived, and now he was standing face-to-face with the reason why. In his right hand, he held up the paper cut-out between his thumb and forefinger, letting it wriggle in feeble attempts to escape.
〝 Did you think I wouldn’t catch you spying on me, Wei Wuxian? 〞
The paper-man crumpled easily in Jiang Cheng’s fist as he paid little heed to whatever damage that might do to it’s creator.
┫ Wei Wuxian would admit that curiosity had seized him by the collar and lead him to spy upon the one person who likely hated him more than anything else at the moment. Surely anyone else would view this as a death sentence, but Wei didn’t really fear death. Though he did wince once he was discovered. He should’ve known that his once sworn brother would’ve caught onto his antics and taken note to the paper cut-out tagging along with him. Even so he wanted to believe that his plan had a chance of working.
┫ Severing his connection to the paper doll, not a moment too soon, he took a step back. He knew those in control of this place granted gifts, and he didn’t wish to feel the wrath of which ever gift Jiang Cheng was bestowed with. Being face to face with the person who loathed him though, would not push forth the truth.
┫ “WHA-!! Do you just go around destroying everyone’s property just because you're some big shot clan leader?!! I already told you Im not WEI WUXIAN ! ! Also Im not spying on you. How conceited.”
