[pfsb] sword forms by the lake

[lightamidchaos]

It is late afternoon by the time he makes his way outside.

Lan Wangji is well aware that Wei Ying would probably very much prefer him to be resting again at present, and in truth he likely should be, especially given what had just come to pass in the library not long before.

But. But. It has been three days, and he needs to know how much strength he can regain, how quickly, before he returns to Cold Pond Cave and faces his brother, tomorrow.

(He is fairly certain Shufu did not intend the injuries to be quite as severe this time, either. Fairly certain.)

Bichen flashes into his hand, gleaming along the blade with a faint, icy blue-white shine. Lan Wangji draws a deep breath, and begins to move through each of the Lan sword forms in a slow motion routine, his concentration absolute.

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[lightamidchaos]

"A little less than three weeks, now. After which I will resume my duties as the Second Jade of Lan."

One would have to know him well or be looking very closely to see it, but there is a stubborn glint in his eye that indicates that his interpretation of what that duty might entail may differ significantly from what Lan Xichen and Lan Qiren think it should be.

"But travel will be common, in that. I would like very much to see your Haven, and meet the others you have mentioned. I hope that Wei Ying will, as well. I will ask him, or you can."

[herald_ingress]

“Oh, please do ask,” she says. “So he knows he’s more than welcome to come along. Megwyn - the heavenly horse who’s my companion - will be pleased to meet you both. She’s heard a lot about you.”

[lightamidchaos]

"I will be pleased to meet her also."

He is not sure of the protocol for greeting and conversing with a tiānmǎ, but he will figure something out.

"I will ask him."

[herald_ingress]

“Perfect.”

She picks up her sword once more.

“If it’s all right, I’d love to continue through to the end of your form practice,” she says.

And so they do.