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[singlelogbridge]

// Wei Wuxian

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[singlelogbridge]

[As much as he wants to keep up the front, he feels himself crumbling. The relief is overpowering and he can't play pretend for once.]

What happened?

[construing]

I was briefly held up. Sorry if I worried you.
You doing okay?

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[Much better now.]

I'm doing fine. Nicest prison I've ever been in. What about you, Gwennie? How'd you even know I was in the labor camps?

[construing]

I guessed. 〈 dumbass (affectionate) 〉
Jury’s still out for me. It’s just not prison without the constant threat of being beaten up and getting shocked any time I used my powers, which was…all the time, actually.

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[She guessed. What a call out. The humor quickly leaves him as he reads the rest. It's not shocking given everything that happened in Taeum, but it still makes him clench his fists in anger. ]

if anyone looks like they're even thinking about it, tell Spiders to eat them

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how did you even end up in one of the camps? How long have you been stuck in one?

[construing]

I will not, but your concern is noted.
Viveca dropped us off. Percy and me. That was a few hours ago.
Plot twist: the orb's actually somewhere in the camps.
Which one are you in? Anything odd happening there?

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[A few hours. He's not even going to question how that works, he's just grateful she hasn't been subjected to some unknown horrors.]

I'm not sure what this one is called, but it's where they put the best and brightest minds to work developing technology. I've checked in with a few people who were killed here and no one has seen anything that sounds like the orb.

By the way I can talk to the dead. I guess that's relevant now.

[construing]

Text me when the dead follow you around for half a mission.
Going off Itachi's notes, sounds like you're in one of the engineering camps.
Assuming your dead buddies are correct, I think we can scratch that one off the list.

〈 in a multiverse where her best friend is a talking pig—

not even going to question it. 🤷🏼‍♀️ 〉

1/2

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[Standing at his work station, Wei Wuxian trades a look with Sadir and the ghost looks back. He shrugs. Not half a mission yet.]

I'll keep an eye out for anything that stands out.

2/3

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I really

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I got you souvenirs and don't think that just because you're here now you get to see them early!!!

[construing]

〈 unseen, her smile. 〉

You got me souvenirs?

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What, you think I'd just greet you empty-handed when you came back? Please, I have more manners than that.

[construing]

Didn't you lock me out of the bathroom one time while you soaked with one of my bath bombs?

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it was hibiscus scented and I'm only human. I miss baths. And bath bombs.

[construing]

Inspo to find that stupid ball and, in the process, hopefully leave this planet in better shape than when we arrived.

〈 gwen, did you just call the orb a stupid ball. 〉

[singlelogbridge]

[She's right and she should say it.]

The sooner the better. This mission has been so boring without you. When we get back, you're never going to be able to get rid of me.

[construing]

That was an option??

〈 why was she not informed?? invalid?? she wants the option to get rid of him back??? 〉

1/2

[singlelogbridge]

I left space for the illusion of it!

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I have to get back to pretending to invent things soon. Don't ask. You're doing okay though? I know it's only been a few hours, but you're as safe as you can be in one of these places, right?

[construing]

Yeah, I am. I can text you every hour if that will help.
Here’s this hour:
What Taylor Swift song did the ghost dedicate to his beloved?

〈 a pause. 〉

“Invisible String.”

[singlelogbridge]

this is what's wrong with texting, you can't see the look on my face that I am giving you for that!

[construing]

It's okay, I know you're awed and delighted by my stellar wit. 😌

[singlelogbridge]

That's definitely it.