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@griefermutt

it was always one thing after another in this city. Seong couldn’t seem to find his footing, no matter how hard he tried. without his money or his connections, he suddenly felt very...small. where was all the success he’d worked so hard to get? he was uprooted from a familiar life and thrown into a situation straight from some awful movie he’d only enjoy while he was drunk.

which is why he decides to have a drink at a bar he’s been frequenting. he almost chokes on said drink, however, when he catches sight of a familiar face sitting a few seats down. he’s out of his seat and approaching before he can stop himself, which...would’ve been the better thing to do.

this is just way too reminiscent.

“What are you doing here?” a little voice in his head bitterly murmurs probably just getting a drink like you, idiot, but the words are already out of his mouth, which he twists into a frown to match his mood.

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underteika‌:

As soon as the other figure touched behind his ear, Anda was very aware of what happened. And on the one hand, they were right–this guy was probably a griefer working under Lars. But on the other… He was probably an assassin or something, which… wasn’t good.

(”Shit.”) “Uh… Hey.”

Might as well ask now that he’s turned around.

“Your tattoo. That’s what I think it is, right? You’re part of the…” (”Probably shouldn’t say it in public.”) “Well, you know what I’m talking about. Did you just get here?”

Seong had to admire how calm they were for someone who knew what kind of business he dealt with. he raises a brow nonetheless, hand slipping out of his pocket to rest on his hip instead. they seemed fairly harmless...and it wasn’t as if that wooden toy was going to help him much, anyway.

“No use in hiding it if you already know about it,” he answers before taking a pause. did they just...try and change the subject? hold on-- “How do you know about it?” he was half inclined to move to a more private spot, by passerby traffic was low. as long as they were vague, they should be okay.

#underteika #anda o1

@underteika

he swears he hears a mention of the organization he works for, but for a moment Seong brushes it off as paranoia from being in a new place. after all, there’s absolutely no way anyone in a foreign city like this would know about the Belt...right? however, the comment was difficult to ignore and he finds himself absentmindedly touching the small tattoo behind his ear as he turns in the direction of the voice. normally he would pay them no mind, being sworn to secrecy and all, but the shock of being away from home has him forgetting all his training.

he matches the voice to a nearby person who happened to be looking at him, further cementing the fact that they somehow knew. Seong reaches into his pocket out of habit, but his fingers brush against the rough wood of a fake knife instead of the sleek metal of a real one. useless.

“Did you say something?” he’ll give them the benefit of the doubt. maybe they were just talking about, well, his actual belt. it’s designer, after all.

#underteika #anda o1 #here we go!