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ximilialog2022-04-20 12:07 pm
singlelogbridge) wrote in ximilialog2022-04-20 12:07 pm
Station Catch-all
CHARACTERS: Wei Wuxian and You!
LOCATION: Around the station
DATE: 4-19 through next mission
CONTENT: Wei Wuxian catching up with people, being the worst patient in existence, and misc.
WARNINGS: Will be updated as needed.
Sunlight room
[On the third day back at the station, Wei Wuxian makes an escape. That is to say, he hobbles away from the infirmary and sneaks past watchful eyes, slipping into the hallway and making his way to the sunlight room. He only wobbles a little as he walks, and only has to stop and prop himself up on the wall twice, which as far as he's concerned, is an achievement. The stab wound from Venom's claw has been healed almost entirely so he's really not in danger of anything serious. It's just his aching ribs, still healing arm, and more than the others, his concussion that keeps him moving slowly and carefully. His vision still sways a little bit as he moves, but that's what walls are for.
If no one interrupts him, he makes it all the way to the sunlight room and lets out a soft sigh upon his arrival, after which he promptly collapses onto the ground. It's fine, he meant to do this. Please ignore the man lying face down on the grass. He is comfortable just the way he is.]
Lab
[He's asleep in the lab. Thankfully there aren't any vials of chemicals out where he's pillowed his head on his arms and passed out, but he is still very much asleep on one of the chairs, the upper half of his body sprawled across a lab table, completely unconscious.]
Training
[One week after returning to the station, Wei Wuxian is back in the training room. Instead of any kind of target practice or physical training, he is sitting on the floor with dozens of talismans spread out around him. His hands and one of his cheeks are ink stained, but he pays it no mind. A dozen talismans lie crumpled into paper balls beside him.
He draws a brush from the ink stone beside him and adds several characters and symbols to the talisman he's working on. When he's finished his adjustments, he stands, unable to repress a flinch, and fixes his eyes on the training dummy in front of him. With a quick flick of his wrist, the talisman lands straight on the dummy and—does absolutely nothing.
With a dramatic groan, Wei Wuxian sinks back to the floor and grabs the brush to start working again.]
Wildcard me!!!
((ooc:He's recovering from a concussion, broken arm, and cracked ribs, but will be up and about the station by day 4 of their return.))
LOCATION: Around the station
DATE: 4-19 through next mission
CONTENT: Wei Wuxian catching up with people, being the worst patient in existence, and misc.
WARNINGS: Will be updated as needed.
Sunlight room
[On the third day back at the station, Wei Wuxian makes an escape. That is to say, he hobbles away from the infirmary and sneaks past watchful eyes, slipping into the hallway and making his way to the sunlight room. He only wobbles a little as he walks, and only has to stop and prop himself up on the wall twice, which as far as he's concerned, is an achievement. The stab wound from Venom's claw has been healed almost entirely so he's really not in danger of anything serious. It's just his aching ribs, still healing arm, and more than the others, his concussion that keeps him moving slowly and carefully. His vision still sways a little bit as he moves, but that's what walls are for.
If no one interrupts him, he makes it all the way to the sunlight room and lets out a soft sigh upon his arrival, after which he promptly collapses onto the ground. It's fine, he meant to do this. Please ignore the man lying face down on the grass. He is comfortable just the way he is.]
Lab
[He's asleep in the lab. Thankfully there aren't any vials of chemicals out where he's pillowed his head on his arms and passed out, but he is still very much asleep on one of the chairs, the upper half of his body sprawled across a lab table, completely unconscious.]
Training
[One week after returning to the station, Wei Wuxian is back in the training room. Instead of any kind of target practice or physical training, he is sitting on the floor with dozens of talismans spread out around him. His hands and one of his cheeks are ink stained, but he pays it no mind. A dozen talismans lie crumpled into paper balls beside him.
He draws a brush from the ink stone beside him and adds several characters and symbols to the talisman he's working on. When he's finished his adjustments, he stands, unable to repress a flinch, and fixes his eyes on the training dummy in front of him. With a quick flick of his wrist, the talisman lands straight on the dummy and—does absolutely nothing.
With a dramatic groan, Wei Wuxian sinks back to the floor and grabs the brush to start working again.]
Wildcard me!!!
((ooc:He's recovering from a concussion, broken arm, and cracked ribs, but will be up and about the station by day 4 of their return.))