Between the rough kiss and the hand squeezing his throat, Yuan is so breathless he's starting to see black spots swimming at the edge of his vision. He just lets the kiss happen until suddenly there's a crashing sound and yelling and he's falling back against the bed and gasping for breath.
Dazed, he lashes out with his foot towards Xiaowen - it's barely anything, he doesn't have a lot of strength right now and the angle is awkward, but all he needs is to be a distraction, is to give Jin Ling even the slightest extra help.
Zizhen is drawing his own sword but truthfully he can see how this is Jin Ling's fight, he's there to be backup and nothing more, he's happy to let the sect leader handle this by himself - and it seems he's more than capable of doing so.
Which is probably for the best, because it's at that moment that he spot Jingyi slumped to the side and he dives for the Lan boy, sword forgotten in favour of checking him over with wide, panicked eyes.
~~~
Wuxian's head whips round at the noise, giving his brother the barest of glances before he takes off towards it, quite certain that both Jiang Cheng and Wangji will be right there alongside him.
It doesn't take them long to get to the source of the chaos and it's quite the scene they arrive to - Yuan slumped on the bed with his robes half open, dishevelled and gasping for breath, his throat already blossoming with bruises. Zizhen cradling an unconscious Jingyi in his lap as he clings to his wrist, pouring his own spiritual energy into the boy and begging him to wake up - and Jin Ling attacking Xiaowen with a ferocity that was bordering on extreme even for him.
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2021-08-18 21:41 (UTC)Between the rough kiss and the hand squeezing his throat, Yuan is so breathless he's starting to see black spots swimming at the edge of his vision. He just lets the kiss happen until suddenly there's a crashing sound and yelling and he's falling back against the bed and gasping for breath.
Dazed, he lashes out with his foot towards Xiaowen - it's barely anything, he doesn't have a lot of strength right now and the angle is awkward, but all he needs is to be a distraction, is to give Jin Ling even the slightest extra help.
Zizhen is drawing his own sword but truthfully he can see how this is Jin Ling's fight, he's there to be backup and nothing more, he's happy to let the sect leader handle this by himself - and it seems he's more than capable of doing so.
Which is probably for the best, because it's at that moment that he spot Jingyi slumped to the side and he dives for the Lan boy, sword forgotten in favour of checking him over with wide, panicked eyes.
~~~
Wuxian's head whips round at the noise, giving his brother the barest of glances before he takes off towards it, quite certain that both Jiang Cheng and Wangji will be right there alongside him.
It doesn't take them long to get to the source of the chaos and it's quite the scene they arrive to - Yuan slumped on the bed with his robes half open, dishevelled and gasping for breath, his throat already blossoming with bruises. Zizhen cradling an unconscious Jingyi in his lap as he clings to his wrist, pouring his own spiritual energy into the boy and begging him to wake up - and Jin Ling attacking Xiaowen with a ferocity that was bordering on extreme even for him.