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SUMMER COMMON ROOM - WEEK 0
common room.
The common room is as bright and open as the rest of the dorm. Beanbag chairs and even more hammocks are situated around for any of your resting needs, because who needs couches? There are a few blankets on the couch just for comfort, but the temperature is never cold enough to need them because of chill. There's also an absurd amount of pillows.
The walls are decorated with paintings that are either modern art pieces or done by kindergarteners. There are also photographs tacked onto the walls as well, of seemingly random things like a vase of flowers, a mailbox, a bird on a tree branch. The photos are less about grand views and feels more like someone testing out a camera.
On a table is a welcome basket.
specialty room.
In the common room, there's a door that leads to what can only be described as an Occult Room for some strange reason. Unlike the rest of the dorm, this room is dimly lit and is crowded with items—a skeleton that may or may not be real, taxidermy animals, really creepy looking dolls, an actual coffin, etc. On a table to the side is a Ouija board, a few tarot decks, and crystal ball.
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But this is fortunately not married Lan Wangji, and he nods to acknowledge her words.]
Thank you for your aid. [He's not stuck in a cave anymore, so that's probably step 1 to recovery? Though he's definitely not going to rest on it as much as he should.
As for the matter of their blocked abilities--] I will investigate.
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[ As she quietly works on blotting some of the bottle's contents onto the bandages before she begins rewrapping his leg. ]
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[Ah, he hasn't introduced himself properly. How rude of him. He'd bow formally, but he doesn't want to jostle her, so he stays still instead, still clutching the ribbon with one injured hand.]
Lan Zhan, courtesy name Wangji, of Gusu Lan.
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[ She vaguely gets it, due to Fumi and her talk of her host family, but she doesn't want to be rude. ]
Oh, right. And my name is Otome-- Yanagiya Otome.
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[That's. That's a yes apparently.
Also I'm sure there's a proper honorific for this but I don't know what it is off the top of my head so--]
Doctor Otome?
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[ She isn't fussy. ]
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I do mean it when I say to rest. That's the best thing you can do for it right now.
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I must find someone.
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[ She's not going to budge on this. ]
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Sits in gay silence]
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Take your time gay son, she'll wait ]
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The answer is no so he’s just not going to answer directly. Instead—]
His injuries are worse than mine. He is ill.
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[ Since she's capable of it. ]
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...His name is Wei Wuxian.
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[ Be as gay as possible about it. ]
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He has gray eyes. His robes are black. He is feverish. There is a fresh brand on his chest, here. [Indicating the spot on his own chest.]
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... Well, I don't think I'll miss him if he's here. If you think you'll be all right now, I'll get looking right away.
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[His ears are like. The tiniest bit red. Just a teeny bit.]