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// Wei Wuxian

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XIMILIA

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[Says the man who just brought him baked goods and a present! Wei Wuxian huffs and then brightens.]

A pie it is then. Who says we have to follow anyone else's rules!

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Exactly.

[He grins, as he then fishes out a new cigarette to light, and flicks his lighter closed with a snap.]

I always figured if traditions don't work for you, make your own, anyway. Just because something is the way it's always been done doesn't mean it's the right way.

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[That gets a loud laugh from Wei Wuxian and he nods in agreement.]

Yeah. I once stood up in class and said that to one of my elders. [He grins.]

So you could say I'm in agreement.

[callada]

[They really do have more than a few things in common, don't they? He laughs as well and takes his cigarette in hand.]

I'm sure that went over well.

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[He grins.]

He threw a scroll at me! And I got detention for months. I had to write out hundreds of their stupid rules hundreds of times.

[And then there is the fact that the Lan elder he'd talked back to—one who had never liked him—had been one of the first to condemn is actions in the war that led to the eventual mob that formed to kill him, but he doesn't actually hold that against the stubborn old man. he'd been right after all.]

[callada]

Damn. What were they insisting on that you didn't want to do, anyway?

[He's actually kind of impressed that he stood up against an elder, actually. Rosinante sure was always the type to quietly just go along with it unless nobody was watching. School wasn't something he minded so much anyway - it's the broader societal rules he generally found problems with.]

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Ah...[He looks away and scratches his head, suddenly almost embarrassed.]

Hmm. It was a combination of things really. You don't talk back to elders like that, and especially not as rudely as I did. And then the subject matter was...hmm, controversial? [He lets out a laugh.]

You've seen my cultivation now. I don't know if you've ever seen Lan Xichen's, but if you have, I'm sure you've noticed the differences. Lan Xichen and any other cultivator you've met here cultivate spiritual energy. I cultivate resentful energy. The energy of the dead. [It's an oversimplification of what resentful energy is, but it suffices.]

It was the theory I posited that day in that classroom, to cultivate resentful energy instead of spiritual energy, and it went against centuries of teaching. Hence, detention!

[callada]

[He nods thoughtfully, thankful that he has in fact seen the work of another cultivator by now after his collaboration with Lan Wangji in trying to help out Clayton's search for spirits on the astral plane in the last mission. And it helps to know, too, that there are distinct differences and to have words to put to them. It's interesting stuff, no doubt foreign to him but still easier to grasp than all the magic around.]

Leadership praises creativity up to a point, and then suddenly you've gone too far, hm? Especially with a sensitive topic like the dead. But what you do is incredible. I certainly owe you still.

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It is incredible, [He echoes, though it doesn't sound like praise when he says it,] But that elder wasn't entirely wrong either.

I'm glad that I've been able to help people with it. I'm glad that here on the Ximilia especially, it has proven to be useful on more than one occasion. But there are some consequences, to cultivating the way I do.

[He lets out a soft exhale and shrugs, smiling wryly.] Nothing that gives me too much trouble here though.

[A pause.] And don't be silly, you don't owe me anything. You would have done the same for me I'm sure.

[callada]

[He has his guesses as to what sort of consequences there might be, based mainly on his knowledge of the uses of haki and devil fruit in his own world. He won't pry, at least not for now. If Wei Wuxian insists that he knows what he's doing and that it isn't a problem, he'll believe him, at least to a reasonable extent.]

I would have. And if there comes a point when you need my help, you know I'll be more than willing to give it. Even if what I can do is nowhere near as cool as what you can do.

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[Wei Wuxian grins up at his friend bright with warmth and he lets out a soft laugh as he shakes his head.]

I know.

[Whether he deserves this extra birthday—these months filled with laughter and love, even as there was hardship and struggle too—he doesn't know. He is fairly sure this place isn't about "deserves" though. He is here among the crew earned or not, and that's enough for him. He's here surrounded by more friends then he had left at the end of his life and he won't get hung up on the details of why.]