[When Wei Wuxian had first opened his eyes to find himself in an unfamiliar place with no idea how he'd gotten there, his first instinct had been confusion. Not over the location, not yet, mostly over the idea that he had eyes to open. And not just eyes, but legs and hands, working lungs, a mouth even. He stood slowly and found that he has all of his senses as well. Which is. Well.
He closes his eyes for a long time and just breathes (and isn't that strange, isn't that amazing, he'd never before appreciated what it felt like to breathe, but now that it should be impossible, he can't help marveling that it's still happening.) After a long while when nothing has changed, he begins to move around and investigate his surroundings.
There are piles of things scattered around, odds and ends, some recognizable, most not. At first glance some of it might be junk, but other piles blind him with their neon colors, a brightly colored fabric of some kind crinkling beneath his fingers. None of it makes sense and none of it tells him where he is.
There are windows though. Enough to tell him that he's moving and far faster than any carriage could manage.
It's...a lot. All of it. He wants to lie down and close his eyes and fade into nonexistence but apparently that isn't an option.
With a sigh he continues on, exploring as much as he can until movement out of the corner of his eyes has him whipping around to face a...man. Wei Wuxian blinks, taking in the weird clothing and bright color of his hair.]
Where is this place? How did I get here? [Another time he might have been hostile, might have threatened the man for answers. Now he finds he doesn't care enough for that. Maybe this is some sort of punishment. That seemed fitting enough.]
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He closes his eyes for a long time and just breathes (and isn't that strange, isn't that amazing, he'd never before appreciated what it felt like to breathe, but now that it should be impossible, he can't help marveling that it's still happening.) After a long while when nothing has changed, he begins to move around and investigate his surroundings.
There are piles of things scattered around, odds and ends, some recognizable, most not. At first glance some of it might be junk, but other piles blind him with their neon colors, a brightly colored fabric of some kind crinkling beneath his fingers. None of it makes sense and none of it tells him where he is.
There are windows though. Enough to tell him that he's moving and far faster than any carriage could manage.
It's...a lot. All of it. He wants to lie down and close his eyes and fade into nonexistence but apparently that isn't an option.
With a sigh he continues on, exploring as much as he can until movement out of the corner of his eyes has him whipping around to face a...man. Wei Wuxian blinks, taking in the weird clothing and bright color of his hair.]
Where is this place? How did I get here? [Another time he might have been hostile, might have threatened the man for answers. Now he finds he doesn't care enough for that. Maybe this is some sort of punishment. That seemed fitting enough.]