[OPEN] Who tf Let the Dogs Out!?!

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WHO: Wei Wuxian + YOU
WHAT: Not-actually-the-Quest. Dogs are fxcking terrifying
WHEN: Soon after his arrival
WHERE: Nightwake, mostly
WARNINGS: Crippling cynophobia aside, probably not much. Will-edit if anything comes up!

[ It's late afternoon in the City. People are going about their lives as they do, minding their own business and so on.

. . . That is, until an utterly petrified yelp can be heard. Soon comes Wei Wuxian, nearly tripping over his robes as he scrambles to try and flee from the pack of flying dogs that seem all too excited to chase after him. From a Great Dane, all the way to goddamn teacup Poodles and fluffy Pomeranians gearing to bite at Wei Wuxian's heels. ]

B-b-b-back off!!

[ Why are so many flying?! More scrambling, it's increasingly more desperate, pleading. ]

Lan Zhan!! LAN ZHAAAN WHERE ARE YOOOUUUU!!??

[ Of all the times in Wei Wuxian's life to be attacked so viciously, his husband is nowhere to be found.

He's going to die. He's truly going to die again; torn to pieces, body and soul, until resurrection will no longer be a possibility.

Tragically (comically), the pack just seems to grow. ]
HEEEELLLLLPPP MEEEEEEE!!!

[ MAKE IT STOP. ]

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[ Honestly, he does know and paid attention to the given information when he very initially found himself in this (already strange enough) world. How could he not have?? It may be incredibly worrying and alarming, but it's nothing he was going to panic over- that wouldn't do anything at all.

. . . What that says about his current circumstances isn't the same thing. One of these things is a new development. The other is ingrained into every fiber of his body and soul, and has been for a vast majority of his life.

All of that said, Wei Wuxian makes out absolutely nothing that has been spoken, so naturally there's no recognition of the sword, nor especially its wielder.

Actually. The only thing he's able to do is launch himself towards whoever this person is, completely latching himself onto the other's back, clinging tightly. He squeezes his tear-wet eyes shut, unable to quell how he shakes with fear. ]

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[ Xue Yang startles when Wei Wuxian simply launches himself at him - expecting some sort of disgusted remark. But to be clung to? With obvious desperation? Has him flinch just a little before huffing out a breath that he tries to make a laugh.

All right then. He can work with this.

He shifts Jiangzai to not stab the other man, instead better positions himself to be between the terrified senior and the gang of dogs. And there's a new edge to his eyes as he stares at the dogs - no one gets to scare his senior this much except himself. No one.

And it does get him the contact he'd playfully said was needed. So he lashes out with his sword, aiming to scare the various flying beasts off without hurting them badly enough to need medical help (what? he likes animals!) ]

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[ Oh, but that's where Xue Yang would be wrong. There's little now days that genuinely frightens him. While Wei Wuxian did experience the horrors of Xue Yang through the eyes and emotions of A-Qing, knowing firsthand how that person is, therefore wholly able and willing to trust the young girl, Wei Wuxian is not scared of the other man.

Repulsed and being deserving of death is a more apt way to phrase it.

Not that he has (still doesn't) an immediate knowledge of who this supposed "savior" is, despite the fact that more than a couple of the dogs whimper and draw back. ]