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[audio] event after the broadcast interception, un: meiyouren

[The audio starts with the chanting of the possessed claiming that EVERY EYE SHALL SEE THEM. Different voices fade in and out. Unaffected by Majestas' spell without any eyes to see, but also unable to see where Majestas is and join the fight just yet, Xiao Xingchen has to turn to the network for help.]

Is there anyone still out there who can answer me? What is everyone seeing? I must ask, because... I cannot see - at all - and I can't find anyone who will say anything to me. Other than this.

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[The sound of a fierce corpse's charge meets his ears, and along with the reaction in Shuanghua, Xiao Xingchen's initial reaction is to feel a little uneasy. But he knows that there's no other fierce corpses here, other than a good friend of his.

He still ought to be sure.]

Is that you there?

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It is me... Has anyone... come here?

[ Wen Ning does a quick inspection of their surroundings. If they are going to stop others, they will need a space with more room to maneuver. ]

No, only you. I didn't know if anyone else was out there who would-- so many of them are just... they're just standing there, saying the same thing over and over.

[If Xiao Xingchen could see, he'd assume that it'd look like an eerie nightmare.

He draws closer to where Wen Ning's footfalls stopped, reaching around to touch where he is. Is it necessary? Well, likely not, but he'd like to be absolutely sure when it comes to this man.]

You're all right?

Those are... the ones. We need to watch... for.

[ Wen Ning seeks out Xiao Xingchen's hand when he notices it searching for his own. ]

Mm. But we need... to find a way. To keep them... from hurting others.

[Xiao Xingchen holds Wen Ning's hand, lightly squeezing it, smiling an exhausted smile. Finally, something good in all this mess. Though he knows they have no time to waste, and his expression becomes serious once more.]

Have you seen them fighting out there?

Not yet... But I feel... they are getting ready.

[ Wen Ning's senses are as attuned as ever to the tiniest of changes around him, changes that suggest approaching threats. He squeezes Xiao Xingchen's hand more tightly in return but takes care not to use any strength. ]

Perhaps we should get them out of the way of each other. Will anything happen to them if we tried to move them?

[It might be a lot of trouble when Xiao Xingchen can tell that there's too many people under this spell, but he can't stand around here and do nothing.]

Move them... ? How?

[ Xiao Xingchen can't be suggesting to manually do so. That would be too risky without the cultivator's eyesight and Wen Ning's own need to keep his gaze as lowered as possible to avoid contact with the screens around them. Is he instead suggesting to lead them away as some sort of bait? ]

If they start moving, we'll get their attention. Then, they follow us.

[Better than them attacking any unaffected citizens, but they'll have a lot of attacks to deal with at once...]

We will... need to move very quickly.

[ Then again, he has seen how fast Xiao Xingchen moves in combat, even without his eyesight. Such a task is hardly impossible for him. Though he honestly hopes the affected stay where they are for now, until the means of curing them can be found. ]

Mn... it has been some time since we fought alongside each other, but I am honored to do so once more.

[Never did Xiao Xingchen believe he'd be fighting alongside a fierce corpse. But with his sword in hand, he turns to the door, ready to take on whatever hordes wait outside.

He would face the world alone if he had to, but having someone to face it with him is...]

[ Wen Ning takes the lead and starts moving away from the crowd, waving his arms at them in case that better captures their attention. He would rather have them target him than his companion. ]

[Xiao Xingchen would reprimand him, if he only could see what he was doing! But he hears the footsteps drawn away from him, soon joined by wingbeats.

It is a long, arduous fight until Majestas leaves, and even Xiao Xingchen, who often ends battles without even dirtying his robes, has taken on a few injuries. They're almost completely superficial and easily dealt with, like a thin cut across his arm or a bruise from a glancing blow.

His main concern is that of Wen Ning.]

Are you all right?

[Before Wen Ning can answer, his hands already start searching the man for any injuries. He isn't sure what sort of injury is of concern to fierce corpses, however, but he has to try to do something about it.]

[ Wen Ning takes his fair share of bloodless damage as always. There are numerous wounds from various weapons that the cursed Moonblessed used against him in their attempts to reach others, as well as some magical burns. His outfit is a mess, tears and rips throughout. But the most prevalent damage is the significant loss of Chroma the fight has resulted in. He struggles to find his footing, as his usual supernatural strength seems to drain from him. Xiao Xingchen's touch only makes him further falter, as he tries to escape concern. ]

I am... fine. I do not... take much damage.

[Xiao Xingchen hums in confusion, and for a moment, it appears as if he will take Wen Ning at his word and let him be as he hears him shamble away from his touch.

But he then holds out his arms, as if asking for a hug.]

Then... if you don't mind, could you help me with moonlacing for my own wounds?

[Of course, just like Wen Ning, Xiao Xingchen wouldn't ask for someone to care for them on any ordinary day. But he's already figured that Wen Ning would say this, given what he knows of him. So needlessly self-sacrificing! (Of course, he himself can't relate.)

So this is a sort of a compromise.]

[ Wen Ning's ears spring to attention. ]

—Ah, yes, daozhang.

[ There is no second-guessing in the way Wen Ning pulls Xiao Xingchen into his arms, his gaze raking over him for any dangerous wounds. Maybe there was something he had missed. Either way, he is all too happy to help chase away the superficial ones as well. ]

[Xiao Xingchen feels a pang of guilt about calling attention to his own minor wounds to get Wen Ning to cooperate, but it doesn't last too long when he thinks of how Wen Ning would suffer these wounds on his own. If he thinks of it like this, this was the right thing to do... wasn't it?

Just in case Wen Ning tries to slip away early, Xiao Xingchen tightens his arms around the other man, squeezing tight. The moonlacing sends a wave of warmth through him, as he rests his chin on Wen Ning's shoulder.]

Does it... hurt badly?

[ Xiao Xingchen is holding him so tightly, he must need immediate healing. Only that doesn't seem right. Xiao Xingchen is not one to cling to others when in distress. He is too proper for that. Does this mean that he feel comfortable enough around him to do so? Wen Ning must do whatever he can to be worthy of such trust.

He drops his head to nuzzle more into Xiao Xingchen's neck, understanding that the closer intimacy will better supply the healing Chroma. ]

Ah, forgive me...

Not to worry. It'll feel much better if we're sure that everything's treated.

[Xiao Xingchen ought to be concerned how easy it was to give a vague answer to avoid lying, but again, he knows Wen Ning wouldn't agree otherwise.

Though the the light nuzzle brushes against a somewhat sensitive, technical spot, and he laughs softly as he rests his head on Wen Ning's shoulder.]

Don't apologize. If it's something we both enjoy, what trouble is there to be apologized for?

[While Xiao Xingchen easily falls back around people with more outgoing personalities, he also can lead with those who are... less so. It feels nice to, somehow.]

[ It is true that Wen Ning is enjoying this. But if Xaio Xingchen is as well, then he cannot argue with the cultivator's point. Moonlacing is supposed to be pleasant and beneficial for both parties. It is all right to indulge a little with a willing partner.

He keeps his head where it was. ]

Is there... more I can... do?

Well... there is one thing.

[It has been a while since last time. And since Wen Ning sounded open to the idea-- ah, but it's still embarrassing to say aloud!]

I will... do it.

[ Not that Wen Ning even knows what Xiao Xingchen means to ask. But he needs to help his friend however he can. Not to mention, that he can't help wanting to prolong this moment just a little... ]

[Xiao Xingchen leans back a little, just enough so he knows that they're face to face, and taps a finger to his lips.]

I won't trouble you much longer. If we do it this way, I'll feel better much faster.

Ehh?

[ Wen Ning is a bit taken aback, ears flickering rapidly, at first since he hadn't expected such a bold request. But he reminds himself that 1) this isn't the first time and 2) kissing is one of the more powerful forms of Chroma restoration here.

3) Kissing Xiao Xingchen had been among the most pleasant experiences he ever had. And not just counting here.

4)The excuse is one he can't bring himself to pass up. Even if he wanted to. Which he doesn't.

He covers up his previous surprise with a quick nod. ]

Ah, all right...

[ His hands move up to Xiao Xingchen's shoulders for purpose, as he leans in carefully to press their lips together. ]

[With a soft laugh against Wen Ning's lips, Xiao Xingchen returns the kiss. The feeling might be cold at first, but the moonlacing warms it up again quickly, as if no different from any other kiss with a living person.

No, that's not right. Whether he kissed another person, aware fierce corpse or not, it wouldn't be the same!

Getting even more bold now, he wraps his arms around the back of Wen Ning's neck and pulls him even closer. A moment like this almost is enough to make him forget the grueling battle that had just happened. That, or maybe the battle makes this even sweeter.]

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