Untamed/MDZS catch-all

[ze_uwu_jun]

WHO: The Untamed / MDZS cast and friends (enemies, etc)
WHERE: Anywhere, everywhere, including their assigned lodgings and around all towns
WHEN: February
WHAT: Catch-all because the emotions never end
WARNINGS: The Untamed / Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation / Mo Dao Zu Shi spoilers; canon-typical violence; event-typical violence. Will add more if it becomes necessary

ooc: Go forth and do the things as they come.

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[secondjade]

Wangji has been fighting heartless for days. Whenever he seems to be rid of some, more appear. But the extended battle is starting to effect him, and he doesn’t feel quite as strong as he does back home, as if something is stifling his golden core. He fights on, without complaint, but he’s getting slower.

He feels cloth tear as he spins away, the last second being a little too late after all. He’s unharmed, but the outer layer of his robes is peeling back, fluttering in the wind like a flag behind him. He can feel the cold breeze on his chest, so it must have slashed all the way through. But it’s the last thing he’s worried about.

He’s far more worried about Wei Ying.

He leaps forward to join him, his sword twisting defensively to keep any blow from hitting Wei Ying. That was what mattered.

[yilingdaddy]

Nothing he can do now. But he has to try, to do what he can to help Lan Zhan. How dare they hurt his friend! Shadow wisps around him, lashing out at the heartless unbidden only to recoil back into him, sending him flinching back a step before he shakes himself off and pushes back into the fray. Keeping a more careful hold on emotions, lips pressed in a grim line as he wades in toward Lan Zhan.

The fluttering cloth catches his attention, draws it to a painfully familiar mark before the near hit has Suibian up to block beside Bichen.

Focus! Pester Wangji later for answers.

They end up back to back, swords drawn. "Alright?" He double-checks, voice tight as Suibian lashes out.

[secondjade]

"Unharmed." His voice is tighter than it should be, but it isn't a lie. The beast may have gotten his clothes, but he himself is fine. For a second, he allows himself the solidity of feeling Wei Ying at his back, and then he lunges forward, Bichen stabbing straight through the nearest heartless. He sweeps back with the blade, the creature splintering into fragments and disappearing into smoke, but it isn't alone.

One lungs right for Wei Ying at the same time one lungs for him, and he takes the greater of two evils - piercing through Wei Ying's assailant as the other catches claws in fabric and rips his robs right down off his left shoulder. He whirls around to bring it its death, but not fast enough to save his robes.

He'll care later.

Battle, now.

He doesn't even think about how his scars are now visible to the world.