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ritsu sakuma ([personal profile] nemuru) wrote in [community profile] jigokulogs2022-04-15 09:14 pm

closed | call me snoopy 'cause i'm putting my nose where it don't belong

Who ☽ Ritsu, Ryouma, Lan Wangji, Chongyun, Shylock
What ☽ Doing a little underground investigation, specifically around the administrative offices
When ☽ Somewheres about between the underground reopening and the Daitengu's funeral, more solid date to follow /lazy
Where ☽ The underground
Content Warnings ☽ n/a ... maybe. we'll see.
strikingchords: (made it out alive.)

[personal profile] strikingchords 2022-04-21 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. It is strange.

[Lan Wangji replies directly to Chongyun's vibe commentary with a sober nod, and he'll turn to follow Ritsu with the same sincere attention in response to the invite, at least for now. oddly enough, instead of taking out his phone to try to record static and invite ghosts to beatbox with him like any self-respecting modern ghost hunter, he reaches instead to loosen the ties on the guqin he carries on his back as he walks. this is clearly the time for some musical entertainment, right?]

Spiritual energy has been affected since the explosion. May be stronger here.

[he speaks confidently, as if he takes it for granted that what he's saying is perfectly straightforward even if they haven't sensed it themselves.]
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[personal profile] cutcloud 2022-04-21 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ryoulock, y'all will be fine doing what you're doing. There are ghosts waiting somewhere out there. Gooodbyeeeeee.

The hallway they've chosen to go down is darker because a few of the lights having been broken at some point. During the assassination chaos or otherwise? Unclear. Either way, it certainly lends itself to the atmosphere as the three wander deeper into the Underground. The musky scent grows, as does the humidity. ]


Right ... of course. [ he nods—anywhere that's had sudden violence is always a bit charged with energy, isn't it? a kind of ghost on its own. ] Ritsu, did you know? Master Lan plays the guqin.

[ Don't mind him pointing out the obvious, sounding like a mom at her son's first piano recital. He glances to the instrument, equally as curious as he had when Ritsu had whipped out the phone. Where he's from, he can just ... talk to a ghost, like they're talking now (when they aren't busy fleeing from him, anyway). Tools aren't usually necessary. ]

Do they like music?