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ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ | 蓝忘机 (
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2021
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12:15 am
inbox | eastbound
lan wangji
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downswing
2022-04-06 09:30 pm (UTC)
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A...
(
What
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Attempt to describe him.
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reparo
2022-04-06 09:36 pm (UTC)
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Large
. Covered in scales. Humanoid and also very...uh. Snake-y.
[Oh for the love of god, this is taking too long.]
Hold on.
[Here, she will switch
VIDEO
on and sort of aim her amulet in the direction of the naga and Wen Qing.
They're not there anymore.]
Oh, fuck.
[
That
one, finally, felt like an adequate time to swear.]
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downswing
2022-04-07 12:40 am (UTC)
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( A gruesome sight, salvaged by honest dark. He does not shudder, barely. By fractions. )
She... lives?
( Hastily, after: )
I come.
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reparo
2022-04-09 06:01 pm (UTC)
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She
better
.
[Or else Hermione's going to murder her for all this worry - and the running.]
Good - do.
[Wait. Wait.]
Bring back-up!
[She will cut the feed finally, and send out her corporeal Patronus to find him, specifically, and guide him to her. With however many people in tow.]
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downswing
2022-04-09 07:07 pm (UTC)
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( He
suffices
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[Oh for the love of god, this is taking too long.] Hold on.
[Here, she will switch VIDEO on and sort of aim her amulet in the direction of the naga and Wen Qing.
They're not there anymore.]
Oh, fuck. [That one, finally, felt like an adequate time to swear.]
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She... lives? ( Hastily, after: ) I come.
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[Wait. Wait.] Bring back-up!
[She will cut the feed finally, and send out her corporeal Patronus to find him, specifically, and guide him to her. With however many people in tow.]
no subject