I do believe you that my things are in the goat's room. I'm going into my room to make sure everything I need has been picked up, I can't afford to lose what little I do have due to an oversight on your part.
and what oversight do u think i made? u know those dark spots are dangerous u don't need to go in there just to get the watering can u picked up last week lol
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[ there he goes tossing his mask right in the direction of the opened apartment door (not on purpose, but out of annoyance). hopefully it strikes choi in the face and it HURTS!!! ]
[ it nails him square in the nose for the record. antler to nose impact. not fun. still, he reaches, fumbles for a moment, and manages to catch it before it hits the floor. while one hand comes up to place against his head, sore from somebody screaming deliriously at the top of their lungs... ]
Ugh... Did you have to throw it?
[ choi looks a little exasperated, but not all too unhappy as he lifts the mask for soleum to see in this thin stretch of lit living room between them. ]
[ what does choi mean, he screamed louder in soleum's head, and now he's suffering a small pang in his own. it's yet to subside, but the connection of the murmur being able to do that much, and realizing that impression is left there forever doesn't make him feel any better. his own fingers are pressed against his forehead, eyes closed to massage the area. ]
Wouldn't have had to if you let me go alone...
[ finally lifting his head, soleum looks over in choi's direction as he holds onto the mask. ]
[ and now that he's here, he can say with confidence that the decision is final. examining the mask in his hand for a moment—he's never seen it up close before—he'll sigh a bit as he makes his way up to soleum, holding it out for him to take back. ]
[ in the moment of losing his temper, he's made a mistake, one that he realizes by the way agent choi looks at the mask. he's never had it in his hands before. the texture, the curves, every detail is now ingrained in that head of his. this makes him a tad nauseous, but there's nothing he can do, and the last thing he wants is for agent choi to realize his advantage is a detriment to soleum's existence.
he stands and stares, his gaze rest onto the man coming close to return his mask, and soleum takes it back without any hesitation. ]
Only for five minutes. Don't you try to stay any longer.
[ hooking his mask back to his side, he'll begin leading agent choi to his room. ]
[ who's the one insisting they go in at all? if you ask choi, they should stay as far away from these voids as possible—it's just that it didn't seem to be such a simple matter, prying saheon away from the beloved 'things' he'd collected.
anyway, soleum will be allowed to lead him, but as they approach the void itself, he'll find choi's fingers wrapped around his wrist. not pulling him back, but keeping him near. ]
[ he doesn't expect his wrist being grabbed, it's why he stutters in his step and comes to a stop. it's brief like he's understanding there's no resistance, just acknowledgement, and soleum responds as confidently as he can. ]
I'm not going anywhere... not now anyway.
[ kim soleum will be right by him as he keeps moving now, and he starts by exposing his hand to the void. it's cold, and his hand comes to a moss-covered door knob that he turns as they stand outside the dark spot. the sensation sends a creeping sensation up his spine, it spreads through himself and wants to bite into his tether.
something soleum has experienced many times before, but those lingering fangs threaten to come down. the tips casually dragging against that connection, fragile only because of the constant assault the sensation has been met with before. ]
[ haha, wow. right now, huh? it's a reminder as much as a reassurance, and choi finds his lips curving into a smile despite himself even as the sensation spreads through his body too, beginning in the tips of his fingertips and crawling through his nerves to chill the surface of his skin and their tether alike. that door is opened up, and his eyes narrow, but he doesn't have an ounce of hesitation to him. ]
Yep~ Don't worry, I'll keep us safe, Grapes.
[ he knows soleum can get a little scared now and then. ]
...It's my room, there's nothing to protect us from.
[ there's a tone of because he knows that it's his room, he's very much aware that nothing will happen. he's fashioned his room as such.
upon entry, there's not much to it, it doesn't have the vibe of a bedroom with knick-knacks to call it their own. there's a bed, a drawer, a hanging light, and thanks to the void that's sucked out the color and light, there's moss and fungus that's grown all over different parts of the floor and wall. bushes too, what looks like a molded over limb grows from the wall, hanging overhead in dull colors with a thin, grey vine wrapped tightly in the shape of a noose hangs then swings left and right. it appears the ghost story is making up for what kim soleum lacks in a room.
it's my room, it's my room, it's my room. ]
Was it like this when you first entered?
[ it's like a miniature jungle now, there's effort he has to exhuast here, but luckily he knows where he wants to go. ]
...It's sort of uncomfortable having you here like this.
[ hard to say what he's laughing at. the assumption of safety in a place like this, or the discomfort he feels at having choi by his side. should he be offended? well, hurt might be a more accurate way to express it, but he keeps that strained smile going nonetheless, letting go of soleum's wrist.
there's only so much space for him to run in here anyway. ]
Nope, this is new.
[ and with that same grimace, he'll take his newly freed hand to slightly push the noose, watching it sway back and forth much like a cat might. if soleum sees his tail slowly sway from one side to the other—no he didn't. ]
[ it's not that agent choi is who bothers him in this setting, anyone would be uncomfortable with the idea of bringing another person into your room... especially when it looks like this. not only that, everything is laid out for him to see.
how soleum steps, where he goes, what's more interesting to him, and what he acknowledges more than anything else here. what makes him uncomfortable is to be seen, agent choi doesn't need to see his routine, and he doesn't need to see this little bit of what he has left.
out of the corner, which would scare him and cause the man to jump is restrained by his paranoia of this room is too small to conceal a threat. to see agent choi's tail match the rhythm of the noose is, okay, sure, while the man is distracted allows for soleum to slip off between two tiny bushes where he can fiddle with the floor paneling. ]
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look, i'm almost back, just hang on a while longer and i'll show u where it's at
[ or did he forgot that this conversation was not, in fact, for the express purpose of spiting choi ]
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[ his trash... ]
Five minutes, it's all I need.
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u know those dark spots are dangerous
u don't need to go in there just to get the watering can u picked up last week lol
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[ is that what you think of his stuff? ]
I hid something in there that I doubt you've found.
Dangerous with it, and dangerous without it. Five minutes won't kill me.
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let me come with u
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i'm almost there
coming up to the door now
just stay put
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the door to the apartment opens. ]
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[ it nails him square in the nose for the record. antler to nose impact. not fun. still, he reaches, fumbles for a moment, and manages to catch it before it hits the floor. while one hand comes up to place against his head, sore from somebody screaming deliriously at the top of their lungs... ]
Ugh... Did you have to throw it?
[ choi looks a little exasperated, but not all too unhappy as he lifts the mask for soleum to see in this thin stretch of lit living room between them. ]
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Wouldn't have had to if you let me go alone...
[ finally lifting his head, soleum looks over in choi's direction as he holds onto the mask. ]
You still can.
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[ now why would he ask that. ]
You're crazy. We go in together or not at all.
[ and now that he's here, he can say with confidence that the decision is final. examining the mask in his hand for a moment—he's never seen it up close before—he'll sigh a bit as he makes his way up to soleum, holding it out for him to take back. ]
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he stands and stares, his gaze rest onto the man coming close to return his mask, and soleum takes it back without any hesitation. ]
Only for five minutes. Don't you try to stay any longer.
[ hooking his mask back to his side, he'll begin leading agent choi to his room. ]
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[ who's the one insisting they go in at all? if you ask choi, they should stay as far away from these voids as possible—it's just that it didn't seem to be such a simple matter, prying saheon away from the beloved 'things' he'd collected.
anyway, soleum will be allowed to lead him, but as they approach the void itself, he'll find choi's fingers wrapped around his wrist. not pulling him back, but keeping him near. ]
Stay close.
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I'm not going anywhere... not now anyway.
[ kim soleum will be right by him as he keeps moving now, and he starts by exposing his hand to the void. it's cold, and his hand comes to a moss-covered door knob that he turns as they stand outside the dark spot. the sensation sends a creeping sensation up his spine, it spreads through himself and wants to bite into his tether.
something soleum has experienced many times before, but those lingering fangs threaten to come down. the tips casually dragging against that connection, fragile only because of the constant assault the sensation has been met with before. ]
Ready?
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Yep~ Don't worry, I'll keep us safe, Grapes.
[ he knows soleum can get a little scared now and then. ]
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[ there's a tone of because he knows that it's his room, he's very much aware that nothing will happen. he's fashioned his room as such.
upon entry, there's not much to it, it doesn't have the vibe of a bedroom with knick-knacks to call it their own. there's a bed, a drawer, a hanging light, and thanks to the void that's sucked out the color and light, there's moss and fungus that's grown all over different parts of the floor and wall. bushes too, what looks like a molded over limb grows from the wall, hanging overhead in dull colors with a thin, grey vine wrapped tightly in the shape of a noose hangs then swings left and right. it appears the ghost story is making up for what kim soleum lacks in a room.
it's my room, it's my room, it's my room. ]
Was it like this when you first entered?
[ it's like a miniature jungle now, there's effort he has to exhuast here, but luckily he knows where he wants to go. ]
...It's sort of uncomfortable having you here like this.
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[ hard to say what he's laughing at. the assumption of safety in a place like this, or the discomfort he feels at having choi by his side. should he be offended? well, hurt might be a more accurate way to express it, but he keeps that strained smile going nonetheless, letting go of soleum's wrist.
there's only so much space for him to run in here anyway. ]
Nope, this is new.
[ and with that same grimace, he'll take his newly freed hand to slightly push the noose, watching it sway back and forth much like a cat might. if soleum sees his tail slowly sway from one side to the other—no he didn't. ]
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[ it's not that agent choi is who bothers him in this setting, anyone would be uncomfortable with the idea of bringing another person into your room... especially when it looks like this. not only that, everything is laid out for him to see.
how soleum steps, where he goes, what's more interesting to him, and what he acknowledges more than anything else here. what makes him uncomfortable is to be seen, agent choi doesn't need to see his routine, and he doesn't need to see this little bit of what he has left.
out of the corner, which would scare him and cause the man to jump is restrained by his paranoia of this room is too small to conceal a threat. to see agent choi's tail match the rhythm of the noose is, okay, sure, while the man is distracted allows for soleum to slip off between two tiny bushes where he can fiddle with the floor paneling. ]
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