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Okay so at this point I can kind of accept the memories..I even kind of understand getting back powers. But..this..

[He holds up a sleek black flute with a red tassel dangling from the end of it.]

I don't even know how to play the flute and don't really have a whole lot of interest in learning. Does anyone know if I'll just magically wake up some day with an ability to play or should I just put this up on my shelf as some sort of decoration?

[He sets it back down and then picks up a piece of paper that is a few inches wide and about eight inches long with red designs scrolled across it.]

Also, anyone know what this is because I've been drawing them all morning and have a stack of various ones now that I'm afraid to touch in case I light the place on fire by accident. I just moved in here so I'd rather not mess it up. I'm really not mentally prepared to start having magic abilities..

[Is he stressed out? He might be slightly stressed..he's had far too many memories hitting him lately and now with the addition of these magic paper pieces and a flute he is starting to panic that the whole controlling ghosts things is in his very near future.]

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[Resentful energy..that sounds even worse. He is definitely pushing that flute further away.]

Yeah they are definitely real..if my memories are any indication anyway.

Ah...So If I try to play it each day then I might find eventually I can? I guess it wouldn't be too bad to have a new talent but only if I can use it without any of the magic involved.

When they manifest, sure... I could see them doing some damage when they have a physical form... even if that form is smoke. I meant now when they are nothing but invisible entities no one can even see. Don't allow them to take on a shape and what can they do, just whisper annoyingly in your ear?

[ The faint nagging sensation at the back of his mind made him feel like he ought to be encouraging this. Go on, dabble in the occult, whats the worse that could happen?? But the other and more powerful voice replied, yeah but he might actually do it and wouldn't it suck if Wei had his mind taken over by a murderous psycho ghost... ]

Maybe leave off the summoning things for a while... Work with the fire and the barrier spells until you get them perfected. They might help you keep these spirits in check.

No one says I have to use these abilities right? I can just pretend they don't exist and then I don't have to worry about ghosts trying to hurt people.

[He tears up the summoning ones immediately. If he really needs them they can always be remade. For now he will do as Anthony suggests and focus on the others. If he decides to pursue this at all. He's just worried that if he doesn't, the Bureau might try to do something to force him. He doesn't trust that they aren't behind these powers showing up.]

At least I can say that writing these is a lot less frustrating then the voices in my head.

[He has at least figured out how to quiet those so they aren't talking constantly. But all of these abilities are really exhausting, especially considering how many more he has seen in his memories.]

In the memory, the person who plays the flute was you? I find that hard to believe. That sounds like necromancy to me as such magic exists in fantasy novels or in the occult books.

There is still a lot I don't know about the memories. But from what I have seen, necromancy is definitely not out of the realm of possibility.

Well, I guess you shouldn't practice that creepy stuff. That's sensible.

[He's not going to tell him about his dream. That in the dream, he's trying to stop him from losing control on the dark path.]

I intend to avoid it at all costs. I don't want anything to do with it. I'm perfectly happy without any powers.

It's not a rule.

[ At least not one he had ever heard of. ]

And even if it were you could break it, if that's what you want. I don't think anyone is going to come at you sirens blaring and demand to know why you aren't playing with your army of fire wielding ghosts.

[ As it stood right now the Bureau seemed to him more like a paper tiger than a real threat. Sure they showed up and gloomed at people enough that he had decided to keep his distance from them, ~~and give those that hadn't made the same choice a healthy dose of shit over it~~, but they hadn't actually done anything more than keep things hushed up in typical Government fashion. ]

Pretending your powers don't exist might be a problem if they keep growing. I think I keep using mine without thinking about it... Things just happen. It's why I thought you might do better to work with the two less 'evil summoning' powers.

[ Wei was circled while being given a careful looking over. He looked shaken and he certainly had ever right to be. Who could ever have predicted that the very first ghost he tried to summon was going to be such an evil one! ]

You alright?

[He reaches up and rubs his face. He hasn't been alright since all of this started but he knows he just needs time. He has always been able to deal with anything that has been tossed at him.]

I'll be okay. You are right..I will work with the other ones and see what I can do with it. And maybe if I can get stronger with those then the summoning one might not be so rough. Who knows...maybe I'm going to need that one in the future depending on what else I end up with.

[ There was, 'I'll be ok, things are crazy and I'm having trouble wrapping my head around it all' and there was 'I'll be ok, just going to go and do something reckless'... Wei was watched carefully for the later. ]

If its any consolation... I think you handled that really well.

[Living recklessly has always been Wei Wuxian's way of doing things. He just never expected that it would involve dealing with the dead.]

Thanks. Sorry for making you deal with my slight freak out.

[Ever since the memories started and now the powers..he feels like he is losing some part of himself. He doesn't want to become the guy in his memories but he wonders if that is inevitable.]

[ Tell him about it. The world was a crazier place than Anthony had ever imagined it could be. ]

Nah... It's why I came, isn't it, so you wouldn't be facing this on your own.

You always seem to be coming to my rescue.

[His smile finally returns. Anthony is definitely one of the best friends that he has gotten out of this whole mess. And not just because he scored him a sweet new apartment.]

Does this mean if I get another power, I can count on you to come and make sure I don't blow myself up?

[ Did he? Anthony leaned back giving that statement some curious reflection but didn't see fit to worry about it too much. It's what you do for friends... it just sounded a bit too soft to admit that! ]

You live in the flat below mine, you better not go around blowing anything up.

[ That would be a veiled 'yes'. ]

You need anything, lift home, stiff drink?

You found that where, just in your house? 'Cause I found something in my house, too. I wasn't sure if it meant anything, but...

Woke up with it next to my bed. Kind of surprising when I reached over to turn off an alarm only to end up with a flute in my hand. What was it that you got?

[He laughs. He definitely doesn't want to blow up his or Anthony's new homes.]

It's a promise. And how about a lift home..after a stiff drink?

Yeah, practice- if you want to, anyway. It's pretty interesting I think, how those memories seem to help us with things we didn't think about trying before.

I have discovered that I recognize a lot more Chinese words then I used to. Or at least..I seem to understand it when I hear it in the memories. I don't know that I can necessarily speak it.

That's pretty cool! Some sort of memory bleed, I guess? It really is pretty neat to be able to pick up stuff like that from our previous lives.

It does make things a lot easier since it means I don't have to go through the effort of learning all the basics on my own. Now we just have to wait and see if I can magically play the flute in a few weeks.

A lighter.

[ He holds it up; it's metallic, red and silver, and has a logo on it. ]

I've tried looking this place up. It doesn't exist.

Strange little gift to be given...have you seen that logo in your dreams at all?

No, not at all. But man, this thing means something. I have this memory about letting a chick go—letting go of like, her memory, right? And I'm holding the lighter the whole time.

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