Nothing from home. I've picked up a bag that was provided for us and looted a knife.
[ Clothes are the obvious since he isn't a nun right now. Joonghyuk does not move. His hand stays where it is and now his wolf daemon comes closer to perceive this cornering of prey. The infamous kabedon. ]
How long have you devised your plans?
[ Fuck this place. They're back to their home drama. ]
[ No other words leave him. That previous feeling from before, holding him from divulging too much but it makes him curious. What about Yoo Joonghyuk? Well, like him he must also.. ]
Where's your room? Let's talk there.
[ Why?? Anyways, move. The snake emits a low hiss just as Dokja shoves (oh, he tries) at Joonghyuk. Get out!!! ]
[ He twirls the coin in hand, flicking it between fingers with a sharp gaze. Even holding it to get better lighting but-- ]
..No. I don't. There's nothing on it.
[ After a moment, he concludes he won't see anything else and hands it back over though he doesn't seem satisfied with that thought. Still staring in the direction of the coin as if it will spill its secrets. ] That shouldn't be right.
[ He smooths his thumb over the coin and I guess since Dokja is a Yoo Joonghyuk fan he can notice that his hands have less scars. Here is your nice canonpoint hint. ]
[ Lips part to say something, gaze watching those hands closely. The way that thumb smooths over the gold object and he does notice. Of course he notices. He pays attention enough to those hands to know. From the moment they met and they were wrapped so tightly around his neck, until more recently from where they gripped a blade so tightly.
Less scars.. Brows knit together, he glances back at him. ]
[ Stop reminiscing your choke kinks, Dokja. Joonghyuk doesn't seem to react to the way Dokja's words trail off without an end, but they've fought alongside each other for so long. It isn't hard to know that he heard him and can piece together what he wants to ask.
But he chooses not to talk about it or chase after the topic. ]
Yes, I do. I'm assuming you see something on yours, too.
That's right. [ And there's something that's tugging at him, wanting to keep this to himself. However, this is information that he doesn't care to share with Joonghuyk. Especially since it's information he wants to know from the other man as well. So he smoothly ignores that uneasiness. Even if his daemon seems restless. ]
I see a spiraling comet right here with mine. [ To which he knows what that indicates. He'll wait to hear what Joonghyuk sees first. ]
[ Peering at his own coin, he glides his thumb over the design of the spiraling comet. ]
A clock. Do you feel anything from it?
[ His own gaze continues to stare at his own intently until he finally pockets it away, safely stowed. ]
Hmmm, either way, seems as if we're part of separate groups.
[ With that train of thought, he assumes it has to do with the notes they found from their likely kidnappers. Maybe. It's just a theory in the end. a game theory ]
... That I shouldn't tell anyone so easily what it is.
[ And he can only wonder why? Though as they know there are at least two groups, he's already thinking that this may be some kind of team battlefield. What the game is will be the big question.
Points at the notes. These NPCs must know something. ]
[ That's a given. It's also something he felt. One group has a clock, another a spiraling comet. Well, he doesn't care enough to divulge that information to anyone else so he'll leave it at that for now.
The NPCs, however. That's their next step. When they finally meet them, they'll be able to get more information together. ]
Hmm. [ A sound of agreement.
... ... ... ]
Well, that's all I wanted to check with. I'll be going now.
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[ Clothes are the obvious since he isn't a nun right now. Joonghyuk does not move. His hand stays where it is and now his wolf daemon comes closer to perceive this cornering of prey. The infamous kabedon. ]
How long have you devised your plans?
[ Fuck this place. They're back to their home drama. ]
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[ No other words leave him. That previous feeling from before, holding him from divulging too much but it makes him curious. What about Yoo Joonghyuk? Well, like him he must also.. ]
Where's your room? Let's talk there.
[ Why?? Anyways, move. The snake emits a low hiss just as Dokja shoves (oh, he tries) at Joonghyuk. Get out!!! ]
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... Why not here?
[ There is NOTHING WRONG with this nice... Messy room! ]
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[ Your room. Let's go. JUST DO IT? ]
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Then you would answer to them since you are the cause.
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Your jokes are terrible.
[ Anyways, that opportunity is all he needs to maneuver around him, making his way to the door to the room. ]
Well? Did you want to discuss or not?
[ Your room! ]
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And wow! Guess which door opens to his coin. One right by Dokja's. ]
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[ Really? The room next to his? Jin merely bleps, tongue flickering out.
Well, he got what he was looking for, though only turning to ask once they're inside the room. ]
Your coin. Let me see it.
[ It's asked with curiosity, not the demanding that Joonghyuk usually holds himself, gaze fixated on the gleaming object. ]
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Since he’s curious about it, he isn’t as stubborn to not share. ]
Do you see anything?
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..No. I don't. There's nothing on it.
[ After a moment, he concludes he won't see anything else and hands it back over though he doesn't seem satisfied with that thought. Still staring in the direction of the coin as if it will spill its secrets. ] That shouldn't be right.
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[ Only way to check! ]
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Look at his blank coin. Tell him what you see. ]
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[ He smooths his thumb over the coin and I guess since Dokja is a Yoo Joonghyuk fan he can notice that his hands have less scars. Here is your nice canonpoint hint. ]
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Less scars.. Brows knit together, he glances back at him. ]
Yoo Joonghyuk. Did you...
[ Regress?
... ]
You see something, don't you. On your own coin.
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But he chooses not to talk about it or chase after the topic. ]
Yes, I do. I'm assuming you see something on yours, too.
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That's right. [ And there's something that's tugging at him, wanting to keep this to himself. However, this is information that he doesn't care to share with Joonghuyk. Especially since it's information he wants to know from the other man as well. So he smoothly ignores that uneasiness. Even if his daemon seems restless. ]
I see a spiraling comet right here with mine. [ To which he knows what that indicates. He'll wait to hear what Joonghyuk sees first. ]
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They just don't agree on methods. ]
... I see a clock.
[ Despite what they see being different, it doesn't make Joonghyuk uneasy. Instead, he ponders. Niah's tail swishes back and forth. ]
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A clock. Do you feel anything from it?
[ His own gaze continues to stare at his own intently until he finally pockets it away, safely stowed. ]
Hmmm, either way, seems as if we're part of separate groups.
[ With that train of thought, he assumes it has to do with the notes they found from their likely kidnappers. Maybe. It's just a theory in the end.
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[ And he can only wonder why? Though as they know there are at least two groups, he's already thinking that this may be some kind of team battlefield. What the game is will be the big question.
Points at the notes. These NPCs must know something. ]
It's something to keep in mind for the future.
[ BACK TO HOME DRAMA. ]
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The NPCs, however. That's their next step. When they finally meet them, they'll be able to get more information together. ]
Hmm. [ A sound of agreement.
... ... ... ]
Well, that's all I wanted to check with. I'll be going now.
[ bye. ]
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[ It is the tone THAT YOu ARE NOT lEAVINg you Are NOt, but I will pretend that Dokja is fast enough to run into his room so he's free.
Oh, no. He really wants to kick down the door but I will spare Caitie. ]