WAY WOOSHIN

[conchy]

Comments

[conchy]

The style... how curious!

[As something of an audiophile(understatement), Lobelia is naturally curious about such things. That melody loops inside his head, echoing over and over again in a manner so maddening that it wraps back around to calming him. Already, the gears have begun to turn.]

And the flûte? Surely it must have some special qualities that enhance or alter your playing skills. Such is the nature of an instrument!

[diabolizes]

It can withstand the resentful energy that I push through it. I crafted it while I developed my style of cultivation.

[ in other words, i don't know how he got Chenqing because he doesn't talk about his time with the corpses ]

[conchy]

How curieux! You're more skilled than I've given you credit for, Wuxian!

[Ah, but it's hard to focus on the words Wei Wuxian is speaking with that haunting melody looping through his mind... How did the tune go? A little something like this? Slotting his fingers into his mouth, Lobelia effortlessly reproduces the tune, but the delivery isn't quite the same. Something is a little off, but what?]

[diabolizes]

[ Wei Wuxian listens, mildly impressed. ]

Not bad. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that the inventor of audiomancy also has perfect pitch.

[ Though there's clearly something off about it. Wei Wuxian knows it, but he refuses to say. He won't give Lobelia that insight unless he asks. ]

[conchy]

Non, you shouldn't be! I pride myself in my peerless control over sound, but I needn't remind you of that! Haha!

[Still... be that as it may, his imitation wasn't exactly flawless, so naturally, he's curious as to why.]

But something about my impression wasn't quite exacte. Oh dear... I wonder where I've gone wrong? Maybe I need more practice?

[diabolizes]

[ Possibly. Or he needs to properly capture the sound of resentful energy along with it. ]

My playing is just better than you could ever do. That's all.

[conchy]

Heh-ahaha! So arrogant!

[But when Wei Wuxian can actually live up to his claims of grandeur, Lobelia can only appreciate his bragging and boasting. u right, boo, u right.]

I'll have to keep practicing in the hopes that I can one day meet you at your level! If that's truly the only problème, that is...

[...But that said, he doubts it is. There's some secret up Wei Wuxian's sleeve that he doesn't want to reveal, isn't there?]

[diabolizes]

[ There sure is! Or, well, there wouldn't be a point to revealing it if Lobelia isn't capable of harnessing resentful energy in the first place. ]

I believe in your ability to get close. We can't be good at everything, can we?

[conchy]

Ah, but I'm a genius of sound, Wuxian! Do you think I would settle for second best?

[He's not gonna damage that flute, but he is going to channel soundwaves through it to see if it sounds any different when the tune is coming directly from the instrument itself. Sorry he didn't ask permission first.]

[diabolizes]

[ He stares down at Chenqing as it starts to play, that haunting lilt to the melody present… but it’s still missing something. ]

Trying to see for yourself? I’m afraid it can’t be replicated unless you practice my form of cultivation.

[conchy]

Mm, so it's the humain element that gives the hymne its power, non? Necromancy runs contrary to my raison d'être, so I suppose there's no need for further practice.

[But he will keep the tune in mind in case there's some way in which he can capitalize on it.]

[diabolizes]

The human element is important, but cultivation is how you achieve it.

[ It's all about maximizing that resentful energy, baybee. ]

[conchy]

Cultivation is an interesting term! That suggests you're growing something, does it not?

[He's not asking to hear the trade secrets here, just confirmation of his hunch.]

[diabolizes]

Essentially. Taking magic from without and bringing it within, using methods of growth to develop it and eventually use it.

[ Lots of meditation, which he thinks Lobelia probably can't easily do, given his... everything. ]

cw gore ment lol

[conchy]

I see... So it's not a magic that stems primarily from oneself. You're something of a conduit, aren't you?

[Curious! It might be fun to pick Wei Wuxian apart and see what special properties his body holds. The splattered remains of his brain matter may hold a clue or two.]

lovely

[diabolizes]

Essentially, yes. I funnel that energy through myself and outwards.

[ Is it poisoning him? Oh, yes. ]

[conchy]

Oh my! That sounds quite dangereux.

[As opposed to channeling sound, which requires a conduit outside of his own body and a naturally occurring force of physics. It's clear they practice very different forms of magic.]

Out of sheer curiosity, what impact does that have on the body?

[diabolizes]

It doesn't have one.

[ At least, not one that Wei Wuxian is willing to admit to even himself. ]

It's dangerous only as long as you are unable to properly control it.

[conchy]

Heheh! That sounds like a lie, Wei Wuxian... But you're not a liar, are you?

[Should he dissect the man and find out for himself?]

[diabolizes]

[ He laughs. ]

No, not at all.

[ It's easier to be vague than to lie anyhow. ]

Have you considered that maybe I am just that great?

[conchy]

Heh-ahaha! Faire attention or you may end up meeting the same fate as Merlin!

[The bigger the ego, the harder the fall.]

In any case, I do hope you'll live long enough to Satisfais-moi. I have little patience for those who baselessly brag and boast, you know.

[diabolizes]

Ah, is that what you want, Lobelia? A level of satisfaction solely for yourself?

[ Despite his question there's... not really much judgment coming from him. He's genuinely curious. ]

[conchy]

Non, non! Not at all! It's poor form to boast when you don't have the capacité to back it up. That's all. I'm a genius, need I remind you, and you needn't do much more than ask for me to demonstrate the power of audiomancy.

[Meanwhile Merlin refused to show off for him! Huff huff!!]

[diabolizes]

Ah, so you're bitter that I won't show off for you?

[ It's not like he can do that here anyway—can't raise the dead when he can't locate the dead to raise. ]

Go ahead, demonstrate your audiomancy for me.

[conchy]

Non, jealousy is such an ugly feeling! Given the limitless applications of my audiomancy, you ought to be the one feeling envy!

[But if you insist, Wuwu. Lobelia snaps his fingers, splitting the chair Wei Wuxian's sitting on in half and dumping his ass on the ground.]