xie lian's brow is creased as the question comes, and he shakes his head. san lang, from where he is snuffling through some broken glass, lifts his nose - and then, spotting jin, pads over to properly say hello to his bird friend. ]
...None. Though - I will be honest, I was not expecting much. Fridays do tend to be this way.
[ suit kdj!!! Jin croons in a sing-song voice when the other daemon pads on over, fluffing her feathers and hopping closer. ]
Nothing at all. [ He glances back, knowing that it does not spell good. But, he walks over to stand beside him with a reassuring look. ] We need to look at it this way- they may not be here, but they're not completely gone. Just in a different realm.
They're still with us. [ To be expected from the reader, he gives off full confidence in that. ] Though, that does remind me. You must have seen with Yoo Joonghyuk.
[ He's removing his glove as he talks, putting one away before he brings his blade up and with a quick notion does he glide the blade carefully over his palm for a cut. It's nothing deep, but not precisely light either as he squeezes his fist and soon opens his palms as more black than red oozes out. Black ink in the shape of words starts to fall and say a story when they meet the floor: With each coming week, things may seem hopeless- but Kim Dokja knows better. There's a way to settle this once and for all. It's just a matter of time. ]
As an Incarnation, Yoo Joonghyuk has plenty of stories built up inside him, and as a Constellation myself, I'm made of them entirely. If either of us ever happens to become a target [ "killed" ] in the future- take heed of our stories. It might not be able to tell the complete truth.. but it might show you the way.
but, oh. xie lian had not forgotten about joonghyuk's stories from thursday - despite the panic and worry from yesterday, the moment had crystallized, and he'd set it aside to deal with later.
he makes a quiet noise as the black ink oozes from his palm and starts to read, mouth moving silently as he goes over the words. and - truly, they instill a little more hope in his ever optimistic, hopeful heart, too. there's a way to settle this once and for all. it's just a matter of time. incarnations, constellations, stories...
the gravity isn't lost on him either. he reaches into his sleeve, feeling around for a moment, and pulls out a small roll of bandages, stepping forward to carefully tear a strip from the roll as he tears his eyes away from the words, instead moving to press it gently to kim dokja's palm. ]
...I understand. [ grave and serious. ] Though, I pray that that will never be the case.
...I can only imagine how you felt yesterday. [ including the strangling ] I was worried, when I realized Mr. Joonghyuk had gone - the two of you both have become very dear to me. If there is ever anything I can do to help you, I am more than happy to do it.
Hopefully not, but just in case it does, I'm sure you'll be able to make the best of it.
[ Dokja has come to understand Xie Lian enough to know information like this will come in handy if the situation calls for it. He doesn't fight off or shift his hand when the man comes to settle the bandage over his palm. Rather, he keeps still, allowing him to tend to it if need be.
He does look momentarily surprised when he brings up that day. ] ..Ah. I trusted that idiot to not have died. Were it earlier in the timeline... maybe. But the current Yoo Joonghyuk is far too hardheaded, he would have stubbornly denied death even until the very end. He could have been on his death bed and he would've hung on enough in time to get back here.
[ And the reader certainly sounds sure of his words. Confident. Strong believing. However, for a split moment, there was hesitation when he saw that body collapse over. And he had to shake himself from that moment of weakness when their bodies came collapsing in. He has to bite back a sigh at that feeling coming back. He manages to straighten himself more, recompose as he catches that assurance. ]
he soothes the bandage over his palm carefully, ensuring that the edges stick, and listens, as kim dokja talks about joonghyuk. the bit about him being hard headed makes xie lian smile wryly, the corner of his mouth lifting as he considers it. because. yeah. yjh sure be like that. ]
...I think... even if you are used to it - as the two of you are... [ considering the memories he's seen. he keeps his hand on kim dokja's for a moment. ] It is still hard to watch someone you care for come back in such a way.
[ xie lian gives his hand a little squeeze and releases it. sincere. ] To know someone important to you was injured, or even killed, and know there was nothing you could have done to stop it - that is the cruelest pain in the world. There is no shame in feeling worried or afraid.
His gaze settles on that bandage, especially when that hand stills and neither of them moves. His expression remains mostly composed but the mention about watching someone... he laughs just a little. ]
I've read his story for about ten years. I've seen him come back from worse, and even times that he doesn't come back.. he would start again with more determination than before.
[ The little squeeze does have his gaze flicker up, lowering his hand when Xie Lian releases it. ]
You don't have to worry about me, really. I'm alright. So is Yoo Joonghyuk.
[ He says, but Xie Lian isn't entirely wrong. There was a brief moment of worry when he saw him- a slight sense of fear that he hadn't felt in... quite some time. The idea of suddenly one day no longer being able to see him. But he doesn't say it, he doesn't admit it. ]
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xie lian's brow is creased as the question comes, and he shakes his head. san lang, from where he is snuffling through some broken glass, lifts his nose - and then, spotting jin, pads over to properly say hello to his bird friend. ]
...None. Though - I will be honest, I was not expecting much. Fridays do tend to be this way.
[ which he!! hates!!! ] How about you...?
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Nothing at all. [ He glances back, knowing that it does not spell good. But, he walks over to stand beside him with a reassuring look. ] We need to look at it this way- they may not be here, but they're not completely gone. Just in a different realm.
They're still with us. [ To be expected from the reader, he gives off full confidence in that. ] Though, that does remind me. You must have seen with Yoo Joonghyuk.
[ He's removing his glove as he talks, putting one away before he brings his blade up and with a quick notion does he glide the blade carefully over his palm for a cut. It's nothing deep, but not precisely light either as he squeezes his fist and soon opens his palms as more black than red oozes out. Black ink in the shape of words starts to fall and say a story when they meet the floor: With each coming week, things may seem hopeless- but Kim Dokja knows better. There's a way to settle this once and for all. It's just a matter of time. ]
As an Incarnation, Yoo Joonghyuk has plenty of stories built up inside him, and as a Constellation myself, I'm made of them entirely. If either of us ever happens to become a target [ "killed" ] in the future- take heed of our stories. It might not be able to tell the complete truth.. but it might show you the way.
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but, oh. xie lian had not forgotten about joonghyuk's stories from thursday - despite the panic and worry from yesterday, the moment had crystallized, and he'd set it aside to deal with later.
he makes a quiet noise as the black ink oozes from his palm and starts to read, mouth moving silently as he goes over the words. and - truly, they instill a little more hope in his ever optimistic, hopeful heart, too. there's a way to settle this once and for all. it's just a matter of time. incarnations, constellations, stories...
the gravity isn't lost on him either. he reaches into his sleeve, feeling around for a moment, and pulls out a small roll of bandages, stepping forward to carefully tear a strip from the roll as he tears his eyes away from the words, instead moving to press it gently to kim dokja's palm. ]
...I understand. [ grave and serious. ] Though, I pray that that will never be the case.
...I can only imagine how you felt yesterday. [ including the strangling ] I was worried, when I realized Mr. Joonghyuk had gone - the two of you both have become very dear to me. If there is ever anything I can do to help you, I am more than happy to do it.
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Hopefully not, but just in case it does, I'm sure you'll be able to make the best of it.
[ Dokja has come to understand Xie Lian enough to know information like this will come in handy if the situation calls for it. He doesn't fight off or shift his hand when the man comes to settle the bandage over his palm. Rather, he keeps still, allowing him to tend to it if need be.
He does look momentarily surprised when he brings up that day. ] ..Ah. I trusted that idiot to not have died. Were it earlier in the timeline... maybe. But the current Yoo Joonghyuk is far too hardheaded, he would have stubbornly denied death even until the very end. He could have been on his death bed and he would've hung on enough in time to get back here.
[ And the reader certainly sounds sure of his words. Confident. Strong believing. However, for a split moment, there was hesitation when he saw that body collapse over. And he had to shake himself from that moment of weakness when their bodies came collapsing in. He has to bite back a sigh at that feeling coming back. He manages to straighten himself more, recompose as he catches that assurance. ]
I'll keep that in mind. Thank you.
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he soothes the bandage over his palm carefully, ensuring that the edges stick, and listens, as kim dokja talks about joonghyuk. the bit about him being hard headed makes xie lian smile wryly, the corner of his mouth lifting as he considers it. because. yeah. yjh sure be like that. ]
...I think... even if you are used to it - as the two of you are... [ considering the memories he's seen. he keeps his hand on kim dokja's for a moment. ] It is still hard to watch someone you care for come back in such a way.
[ xie lian gives his hand a little squeeze and releases it. sincere. ] To know someone important to you was injured, or even killed, and know there was nothing you could have done to stop it - that is the cruelest pain in the world. There is no shame in feeling worried or afraid.
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His gaze settles on that bandage, especially when that hand stills and neither of them moves. His expression remains mostly composed but the mention about watching someone... he laughs just a little. ]
I've read his story for about ten years. I've seen him come back from worse, and even times that he doesn't come back.. he would start again with more determination than before.
[ The little squeeze does have his gaze flicker up, lowering his hand when Xie Lian releases it. ]
You don't have to worry about me, really. I'm alright. So is Yoo Joonghyuk.
[ He says, but Xie Lian isn't entirely wrong. There was a brief moment of worry when he saw him- a slight sense of fear that he hadn't felt in... quite some time. The idea of suddenly one day no longer being able to see him. But he doesn't say it, he doesn't admit it. ]