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[hallowing]

important q


if u were a dnd character


what class would u be



if u dont know wat dnd is (wow sorry for ur life) a class will be assigned for u randomly. no i dont make the rules.

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[singlelogbridge]

I'm afraid brass instruments are beyond my time. I've encountered them on the Ximilia, but they haven't been produced in my corner of the world yet.

Which means I'm completely ignorant of the reasons for your outrage over saxophones, please tell me more about how they're lying.

[hallowing]

（ he switches to audio for this.

and this is the story of how wei wuxian gets a truly impassioned tirade that is far too long, detailed, and ridiculous to bother typing out about the history of the saxophone and its sultry, lying ways. about halfway through it turns into a review of that sax scene from the lost boys???

he honestly just goes on forever.

like

— forever.

should wei wuxian, like... stop... him? or...? ）

[singlelogbridge]

[Wei Wuxian is far too busy laughing to consider stopping him. He does listen though and listen well. At some point when Cy pauses between one point and another, Wei Wuxian interjects because some of them don't have all night okay.]

Alright, you have thoroughly convinced me. I vow from this day forward to never even attempt to play a saxophone. [He's grinning, Can Cy hear it? He's also completely serious.]

Now please tell me your name or I will forever only think of you as That Man Who Really Hates Saxophones. [Like it's gonna happen anyway but still.] You may call me Wei Wuxian.

[hallowing]

（ he behaves like a man that got stopped midsentence (he was, kinda) and says: ）

— Huh? Oh — call me Cy. Notable layabout, town wastrel, puts Van Halen to shame. I appreciate your resolute support of the anti-sax agenda, Wei Wuxian.

[singlelogbridge]

Cy. [He says it aloud in hopes that he'll better remember it later.] I'm afraid Van Halen is some kind of pop culture reference that's also beyond me. [He's laughing though, amused and warmed by the memory of Gwen. It's been a while since someone casually dropped references he wouldn't understand into conversation.]

Although I'm guessing they were an upstanding and productive member of society from context.

[hallowing]

Nah, man. Famous guitarist. I'm better.

（ #justcythings. ）

[singlelogbridge]

That sounds like the sort of claim I'm going to need to hear proof of.

[hallowing]

（ don't give him an excuse to show off. he'll fuckin' do it, too.

so have an open audio line and just the meanest shredding on a guitar that has ever graced mortal ears. maybe it's a little inhuman, but hey.

when you've had a long time to perfect your technique on All Things Stringed, why be modest? ）

[singlelogbridge]

[And Wei Wuxian spends the entire time enraptured, delighted as he listens to the obvious talent. He thinks idly of how Gwen would have loved to play with him and the thought makes him smile. As Cy continues to play, Wei Wuxian closes his eyes and enjoys it. When he's finished, Wei Wuxian bursts into applause.]

Consider me a fan, Cy. I've never heard playing like that before. You're extremely talented. If you have the same level of expertise with other instruments then another time, I'd like to hear you play something else, if you're willing.