[ Dokja is in the process of leaving so he's barely closing the door when he notices a familiar shadow. Not even a greeting but it's Yoo Joonghyuk, what does he expect? Instead, he pauses for a moment at the 'advice', a familiar black coiled around his neck that flickers its tongue in Joonghyuk's direction. ]
Huh? I've already tried. Didn't go far on the account of Jin here. Pretty sure I would've passed out with how much she was strangling me.
[ He comes in, thank you. You are not always a rude bitch. ]
A man claims to be Sherlock Holmes.
[ Fuck you. He isn't going to answer the question because it's probably too obvious that he sure did try to go past the fog and passed out. Dokja might notice some sand clinging to his clothes. ]
[ He gives Dokja a LOOK when he says partner like why are you saying that? Gross. Anyway, he crosses his arms, too, and leans against the wall like his character type usually does. ]
... I'm not sure. He does embody all the renditions of Sherlock Holmes. [ Obnoxious High Key Bastard Cryptid Energy. ] Except he goes by Herlock Sholmes.
[ Which Joonghyuk doesn't think is a big deal? Because there is so much work of Herlock Sholmes to avoid copyright. ]
[ He is still not comfortable with the daemon thing, okay? ]
... Sherlock Holmes has always been a whimsical sort. [ To be honest, Joonghyuk hates that kind of man. ] There's a possibility it may be the man himself before ascending to be a constellation.
He doesn't seem to know me.
[ Must we really remember that Joonghyuk is renown before Kim Dokja's Company, then also Kim Dokja's Company stole the spotlight in the < Star Stream > for so long. ]
[ Dokja is taking it with stride. Though, he also has been saddled with the Fourth Wall up until now so this kind of replaces the now lack of "K im Dok ja you fo ol" in his head. ]
Before ascending? Maybe. Could also be a possibility it isn't really him.
[ It was difficult to not know of Yoo Joonghyuk. Literally had to be living under a rock to not know. ]
... Whether he's real or fake doesn't matter. He is just a man now, but the likelihood of this place stripping powers of Constellations has already been confirmed.
[ Therefore easy to kill and stab? But that isn't what Joonghyuk says or means. Dokja is a Constellation that basically got nerfed, too. ]
You can evaluate him yourself. If he's even half as good as Sherlock Holmes, he may be useful.
[ A hand extends, waiting patiently for the other man to hand it over. ]
We could make use of him. Though for now there isn't a whole lot to go off of. [ Oh. ] Ah, right, I should mention my roommate is a prosecutor for the British Empire. Doesn't take lying to lightly.
At home... You've known all along what you were going to do.
[ There is no escaping because Joonghyuk will not fall for the same trick twice. He is going to stay in this room, but this time he will not make a mess. ]
[ That he won't deny. He's known every step, every opportunity, every change he needed to make it to the end. To reach his End. To reach the conclusion he wants. He's close, he's almost there.
And the fact that he is here? It's frustrating. He emits a breath, wrapping the bandages with familiar enough practice. ]
[ Joonghyuk grows silent, eyes focused on the bandages wrapping around his hand. His fingers flex and he’s reminded that he’s here. This is happening. Dokja is here. He’s also real.
Everything to come will happen to him, too. His gaze lifts and there’s a glint of something in his dark eyes—anger… Melancholy. ]
[ ... He doesn't like that, but he doesn't say more. Niah's ears pin back to better show Joonghyuk's emotions though. Displeased. Unhappy. But it's fine. It's FINE!! ]
Your roommate. [ Since that was mentioned earlier. ] Despite his face, he seems mild-mannered.
[ Yeah. Of all people, Joonghyuk, saying van Zieks scowls too much. Wait. ]
The United Kingdom hasn't been an empire for quite some time.
[ What did you expect?? Right, that paw is free now, it's bandaged well. Does the Doctor approve? ]
Ah, so you met him then. He did say he wanted to chat with you.
[ Of course, after Dokja put all the blame on Joonghyuk. ]
It hasn't. [ His hand raises when he speaks, the daemon uncoiling to slither onto it to bring itself closer to Joonghyuk, as though taking a better look at the man's face. Dokja only spares it a single glance but continues without a hitch in conversation. weirdo ] He didn't sound like he was lying though.
Yes. I was expecting an attempted punch to the face, but he merely asked me questions. Didn't ask for an apology. A strange... Broodish man.
[ It was pleasant, actually? Joonghyuk grows quiet again. With Jin winding up, Niah comes right over and nudges his nose against the snake. Sniff sniff. ]
No. It would explain our situation a bit more.
[ People taken from different time periods and worlds. ]
[ Learn to be pleasant, you sunfish. ..Oh? A little boop? Jin flickers her tongue out, peering back and- stay still Niah, because she's slithering right on over onto the other daemon's head before making herself comfortable. Snake daemon backpacking. ]
Our situation. [ At that thought, his gaze flickers to those hands, but only briefly. He could ask for the man to clarify, to tell him what he knows- but did it matter? As Dokja said before, it won't change his plans. ]
So people are taken from different times, different worlds, and of course, we have no clues other than the daemons we're bonded with as well as the arrival of potential kidnappers. That or a group that knows of them.
[ He refuses. He will not learn from van Zieks. At least Joonghyuk doesn't have a history of racism. Rubbing his chin now. ]
Yes... And these coins. For now, that is all we have. [ He guesses he can mention more of this. ] The tower is locked, a strange place—then the children mentioned the fog not being here before.
And that there's something wrong with the lighthouse.
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Don’t go past the boundary of this city.
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Huh? I've already tried. Didn't go far on the account of Jin here. Pretty sure I would've passed out with how much she was strangling me.
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[ No. He will not explain more? He’s basically waiting for Dokja to open the door so they can go in.
Like he was invited.
Even though he was not. ]
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[ It's said amusingly as if poking a jab at the man. But... the more he thinks about it..... Squints at him. ] ...Did you?
[ Looks at him, looks at his door, looks back.
..Sighs, pushes the door back open, and holds a hand out as if to indicate for him to go in.
Brat.]
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A man claims to be Sherlock Holmes.
[ Fuck you. He isn't going to answer the question because it's probably too obvious that he sure did try to go past the fog and passed out. Dokja might notice some sand clinging to his clothes. ]
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[ He isn't letting it go, no. Poor Niah. Anyways, with the door closed and arms crossing does he tilt his head with thought. Well then.. ]
The Sherlock Holmes? That's a tale I did not expect to hear. Do you think he's the real thing?
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... I'm not sure. He does embody all the renditions of Sherlock Holmes. [ Obnoxious High Key Bastard Cryptid Energy. ] Except he goes by Herlock Sholmes.
[ Which Joonghyuk doesn't think is a big deal? Because there is so much work of Herlock Sholmes to avoid copyright. ]
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... Herlock Sholmes. [ Huh???? ] I can't tell if he's actually trying or it's a joke.
[ He sounds like a joke. ]
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... Sherlock Holmes has always been a whimsical sort. [ To be honest, Joonghyuk hates that kind of man. ] There's a possibility it may be the man himself before ascending to be a constellation.
He doesn't seem to know me.
[ Must we really remember that Joonghyuk is renown before Kim Dokja's Company, then also Kim Dokja's Company stole the spotlight in the < Star Stream > for so long. ]
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Before ascending? Maybe. Could also be a possibility it isn't really him.
[ It was difficult to not know of Yoo Joonghyuk. Literally had to be living under a rock to not know. ]
Do you believe it is?
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[ Therefore easy to kill and stab? But that isn't what Joonghyuk says or means. Dokja is a Constellation that basically got nerfed, too. ]
You can evaluate him yourself. If he's even half as good as Sherlock Holmes, he may be useful.
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[ A hand extends, waiting patiently for the other man to hand it over. ]
We could make use of him. Though for now there isn't a whole lot to go off of. [ Oh. ] Ah, right, I should mention my roommate is a prosecutor for the British Empire. Doesn't take lying to lightly.
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[ Usually, Joonghyuk would just give Dokja the knife, but after learning about what he last remembered he's...
Less enthused. ]
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[ He keeps his hand held out, looking at the other man but the hesitation is enough to have him almost heave a sigh. ]
You're usually a stab first, ask questions later kind of person, Yoo Joonghyuk. [ Strange. ]
Fine, you can do it yourself then, just cut my hand. It's one way to tell a Constellation.
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[ But Dokja is right that Constellations primarily are made up of their stories. Fishing out the knife, he runs it along his own palm.
And what trickles is blood... And a couple of letters. ]
Don't think I forgot you ran away yesterday.
[ He is 100% buttmad. ]
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My point stands.
[ Smh.. Fortunately, his bag is nearby, pulling it out to bring out the bandages, though no sooner raises a brow at the last comment. ]
I didn't run away. I had nothing else to talk about.
[ Baby. ]
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At home... You've known all along what you were going to do.
[ There is no escaping because Joonghyuk will not fall for the same trick twice. He is going to stay in this room, but this time he will not make a mess. ]
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I've had a general idea, yes.
[ That he won't deny. He's known every step, every opportunity, every change he needed to make it to the end. To reach his End. To reach the conclusion he wants. He's close, he's almost there.
And the fact that he is here? It's frustrating. He emits a breath, wrapping the bandages with familiar enough practice. ]
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Everything to come will happen to him, too. His gaze lifts and there’s a glint of something in his dark eyes—anger… Melancholy. ]
… And you don’t intend to change it.
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For a moment, his gaze raises to meet those dark eyes straight on. Only for a moment. No sooner does it glance back down with a hum. ]
No.
[ Simple as that. He'll sacrifice what he needs to. Including himself. ]
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Your roommate. [ Since that was mentioned earlier. ] Despite his face, he seems mild-mannered.
[ Yeah. Of all people, Joonghyuk, saying van Zieks scowls too much. Wait. ]
The United Kingdom hasn't been an empire for quite some time.
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Ah, so you met him then. He did say he wanted to chat with you.
[ Of course, after Dokja put all the blame on Joonghyuk. ]
It hasn't. [ His hand raises when he speaks, the daemon uncoiling to slither onto it to bring itself closer to Joonghyuk, as though taking a better look at the man's face. Dokja only spares it a single glance but continues without a hitch in conversation.
weirdo] He didn't sound like he was lying though.[ Not really worth using the Lie Detection on. ]
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[ It was pleasant, actually? Joonghyuk grows quiet again. With Jin winding up, Niah comes right over and nudges his nose against the snake. Sniff sniff. ]
No. It would explain our situation a bit more.
[ People taken from different time periods and worlds. ]
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[ Learn to be pleasant, you sunfish. ..Oh? A little boop? Jin flickers her tongue out, peering back and- stay still Niah, because she's slithering right on over onto the other daemon's head before making herself comfortable. Snake daemon backpacking. ]
Our situation. [ At that thought, his gaze flickers to those hands, but only briefly. He could ask for the man to clarify, to tell him what he knows- but did it matter? As Dokja said before, it won't change his plans. ]
So people are taken from different times, different worlds, and of course, we have no clues other than the daemons we're bonded with as well as the arrival of potential kidnappers. That or a group that knows of them.
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Yes... And these coins. For now, that is all we have. [ He guesses he can mention more of this. ] The tower is locked, a strange place—then the children mentioned the fog not being here before.
And that there's something wrong with the lighthouse.
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