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Oct. 2nd, 2021 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alongfallfromgraceAfter spending the morning carefully cleaning the memorial plaques and making sure the offerings were kept up, Wei Wuxian has taken over one of the tables in the bar with a pile of paper, a pile of books, and quite a lot of tea.
His baba is determined to build a training ground where all and sundry can come and fling each other around, fine. Wei Wuxian would like to ensure it doesn't somehow get collapsed into a pile of matchsticks by the first overpowered patron that wanders by. He feels that isn't an unreasonable ask. So he's working on strengthening arrays, trying to design something that can be carved into the floor (and won't that be something to explain?) that won't also make the structure back-breakingly rigid if there is an accident.
His baba is determined to build a training ground where all and sundry can come and fling each other around, fine. Wei Wuxian would like to ensure it doesn't somehow get collapsed into a pile of matchsticks by the first overpowered patron that wanders by. He feels that isn't an unreasonable ask. So he's working on strengthening arrays, trying to design something that can be carved into the floor (and won't that be something to explain?) that won't also make the structure back-breakingly rigid if there is an accident.
