week four | endgame

[marriagebroker]

After one last night at the estate, everyone is set to big farewell on Sunday morning or afternoon or evening, however long they want to linger until they say their goodbyes.

There will be transportation to send them out of the estate and back to wherever they came from! They will leave just the way they arrived, of course. Taken all the way back home to their respective worlds.

But before that! Everyone is given one smartphone which they will be told can communicate with everyone else, including Wei Wuxian. If they want to call or text or whatever they want. There's already a group chat set up where Wei Wuxian has posted:

Safe travels, friends!

And Wei Wuxian will also share that they are able to travel to each other's worlds. They just need to return to the estate and from the estate, they can leave back to someone else's world. The estate will function as a "hub" of sorts for these travels.

So, farewell, friends! Here's to your perfect match!

Boom Boom Room | Talking Heads | Honeymoon Suite
Love Meme | tl;cr Meme

Comments

[embellwish]

[ She perks up when he zooms on in, suddenly and abruptly, startled awake. Her wish went through, her body is whole again... but she's also really tired. Her contamination is lessened, yes, but still has a significant physical effect. ]

Edamura? You surprised me.

[ Yingying blinks a bunch of times in a row, reaching up to sleepily rub at one of her eyes. There — he'll see her fingertips are stained, almost as if by ink, dyed varying hues of purple and black. ]

Don't get worried — I'm alright. [ She reaches out a hand to touch his shoulder, half for stability and half to reassure him — and her hand feels warm for once, more solid and real than before. ] I'm not used to my body just yet...

[ordimame]

[her body.]

[. . . so this is her body, right? the one slumbering within the wisteria tree? not the illusion that had graced their presence for four weeks. it's her. which means. . . her wish. . .]

[with a deep inhale, he reaches out to lay a hand against the one on his shoulder, his concern melting into a bright, earnest smile]

So this-- this was it? Your wish?

[embellwish]

[ She hums in confirmation, running a thumb across one of his fingers where his hand rests atop hers. ]

Mm... I wished to reverse things to the night the star fell.

[ Right when she had been contaminated. In other words, when her infection point had been at its lowest, before being left to fester and consume her body for a century. ]

This way, I can keep my connection to the wisteria, [ ...Even if it means being infected with mania, she doesn't want to just let the tree die. Like her, it's the only remnant of the village. ] What do you think? Do I look different?

[ The question is asked lightly, curiously. It's difficult to tell if she's looking for a serious answer or just fishing to make him comment on her beauty, still playful even while tired out like this. ]

[ordimame]

[whatever she is looking for. . . his answer is sincere]

No. You look as beautiful as you always have.

[sure, there are some little details that are different. the fuchsia ink (??) that stains her skin is one of the biggest changes. but underneath all of that, she is still the same Yingying that everyone-- including him-- had come to know and love in the past four weeks]

. . . how does it feel, though? Is it different?