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Hong Ilseong (홍일성)
He's a real doctor! Come to him for any concerns you have about your body. He will be happy to help!
Just don't get on his nerves.
Charming and very handsome. Knows it, too~!
Has an entity that only he can see (though in the form of a small iridescent orb that floats about). You may see a hare or a raven around him, depending.
What do you mean? He's just a doctor :D.
"He is with me, but I cannot say if it the same for his other lovers. If he has any." Vivi answers as she still pokes at her dessert - she doesn't bring any more to eat. Yet.
Ilseong's words make her pause. "I would like to know why," Vivi says, glancing over at the other. "Do you mean it in a romantic sense? A platonic sense?"
A kill me sense?
"That's enough, I think. He should be treating you with kindness and love," he says with a firm nod.
He falls silent, now his eyes looking among the collection of Forgotten items. His sweet desert lays ready to be fully devoured in his hands, but he doesn't touch it anymore. The silence seems to last longer than it should. A simple question, and he finds the answer hard to find.
That is...Until he finds it finally.
"Mm, both, really. I want to be your friend, but I want to be more. I....I think because of how you are. I feel it will keep me in line." He chuckles, shaking his head, "I don't know if that makes any sense. Being here is a reminder that I'm not who I used to be, but I think you may be able to help me find that. I think I really like that about you.
Ah...I hope it doesn't make you feel any more weirded out by me. I just thought I'd be as honest with you as I could."
Vivi's grip tightens a little on her desert. She didn't quite expect the questions - nor the fact that Ilseong was paying very close attention to her. She pokes at the desert in her hands. She hates how eerily quiet and alone this spot was.
"He is," Vivi says. "He treats me well, and I enjoy my time with him." She looks over at Ilseong. "Why are you asking?"
"Mm, I was just curious." He smiles and focuses his eyes on his desert now. He happily enjoys a few bites and hums with content. "He looks like someone who'd be a very nice lover, you know?"
"But I meant what I said earlier, you know? Before you agreed to go on this date with me. I want to see you smile as big as you do when you see Cecil," his voice softens. "But, of course, I won't force anything."
Vivi watches Ilseong caress the bear's ear. She thinks about stepping away while he's distracted, but she is too slow. Ilseong suggest they move on.
"I suppose," Vivi says as she resigns to try to find another opportunity to escape. While everything is fine now, Vivi isn't sure how long it will stay that way. She should have refused to come here.
But a gnawing feeling tells her that could have made things worse. So here she is in a museum of things forgotten with someone she's sure will kill her.
Vivi stays quiet as she walks, not looking at the other displays too closely. Not even when she sees a charm bracelet that looks like one she had as a child. Her desert sits in her hands half-eaten.
They stroll through the halls, looking at each forgotten memory. His and maybe even hers. Ilseong would have no way of knowing. After some time walking, he finds a place to sit. It's quiet. Eerily, so. Just the two of them with Vivianne's half eaten desert and his own, nearly gone.
"Vivi? What do you think of Cecil? Is he nice to you?" The question comes randomly, but his attention is on her. As if he hangs on her every word.
A skittering of small feet along the ceiling is the only sign that something was watching Suguru's roommate return home. A lizard-like curse meant to watch. It was the first he had managed to summon since finding himself in Isola. Useful, and yet, it left something to be desired. It meant that he could use his powers, but something had taken them from him. It sat heavy in his chest.
The curse curls against him and shares what it had seen. The information makes his brows pinch together. Troublesome. He had to know more. Had to know why.
It was easy to pinpoint his roommate in the kitchen despite the lights being off. The beginning of bubbles forming in a kettle meant to make tea. They both drank plenty of it that it remained out for daily use.
"You seem awfully chipper for someone who came home covered in blood."
Ilseong leans his back against the counter and takes small sips of his tea when it's ready. His glasses are off, but he doesn't have to see Geto to know that it's him, no matter how bad his eyesight is.
"Ah, it was just a little blood." Little is definitely an understatement, but details didn't matter. "Just had to wash it off and all that. Why are you up? I wasn't loud was I?" He's moving to make Geto a cup of tea.
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It isn't the first time Ilseong's come home rather late, or not at all. It will not be the last. He's as quiet as a cat when he enters the home, and he's making his way to his own room. He grabs what he needs, and he heads into the bathroom to wash up.
Quite some time later, he's fully dressed and tosses his dirtied clothes into the hamper. Humming quietly to himself, he moves to make tea. The lights are still off. It's dark in the kitchen, but he doesn't seem to mind.
He's in a good mood.
Vivi follows Ilseong as he spots something from his past. She listens to his story.
"That seems to be the fate of many stuffed toys," Vivi says. "In my world, left behind toys can turn into ghost Pokemon, depending on the circumstances."
She sees something out of the corner of her eye. Vivi turns her head to loo, but it's just another couple walking past. She turns her attention back to the stuffed bear on display. "Did your grandparents give that bear to you, Ilseong?"
Ilseong's own eyes follow Vivi's when she looks away. Briefly does his eyes land on her's, "we get stories like that in my world. Take care of your toys or ghosts will possess 'em." He reaches for the bear to caress it ever so gently by the ears.
"My mother did, actually. Before my parents left, they gifted me the bear." He has a look on his face, like he's staring at a past. He shakes the feeling away and faces Vivianne with a big smile, "Shall we keep looking?"
⚾️ + pfft a kiss
Send a ⚾️ + item to throw that item at my muse! @allswell
"Oh, hey, Ce--Oh!" The kiss should have been expected, or maybe not? Cecil is always full of surprises. You never really know what you'll get. Whatever, he'll welcome the kiss! Ilseong likes kisses as much as the next person!
"Heh, what was that for?"
Send a ⚾️ + item to throw that item at my muse!
♠ Ilseong’s comment only resulted in an overexaggerated eye-roll from the detective, who got his stained shirt to throw over himself again. It was indeed entirely ruined, and that only annoyed him even more.
“You’d be more charming if you kept that mouth of yours shut.” He mumbled and closed the buttons, realising one was missing at the collar, not to mention the glaring tear from where the knife penetrated his skin.
A moment of silence as Noir simply gave him a cold stare, a hardened expression that softened with the furrowing of brows. Well, at least he did have the decency to finally introduce himself. Not that he cared too much about such pleasantries, but it was only right to thank the guy who patched him up properly.
“A’ight then, Mr. Hong,” he said, immediately not using his given name, “you may call me Noir.”
There was another name etched on the back of his throat, dusty and rusted and rotten, one that he doesn’t remember, doesn’t want to remember. Because he was Noir now, and that’s all Ilseong was getting for now.
"So, what? You like the silent types, Noir~?" Whether his name is his actual name or just an alias isn't something he's curious about. What he is curious about is if NOIR is a dead man walking; who is the source that keeps him moving?
He wants to find out!
"Mm, I kinda wish I had some spare shirts for you to wear." Ilseong can only imagine it'd be a total bitch to remove that stain from his shirt.
"I may know of a good place that excels in stain removals." He pauses for a beat and grins, "Me! I'm an excellent stain remover." He had to be when it came to removing blood.
"But you are interesting. In the best ways possible, of course." Ilseong walks down the corridor at an even pace like Vivianne's. "Everything about you is interesting." If he was being honest, she was plain. Maybe that's what interested him.
Here, she stuck out like a sore thumb.
And then there was the matter of her soul. At least the Entity liked the smell of it.
"You have a kind soul. A little cold, but maybe that's because you've been on edge around me."
Vivi isn’t sure if Ilseong is actually compilmenting her or just being nice. She knows that, between her and her Pokemon, she’s nothing special. She takes a bite of her dessert.
A kind soul? that almost makes Vivi snort. It’s just what she wants people to think. She’s worked hard to push past the spoiled brat of the past. “Maybe,” Vivi quips as she looks at hte items on display.
”Did you find anything of yours here, Ilseong?” Might as well keep on making conversation. Make him think she’s loosening up.
Ilseong shrugs in a friendly way at her maybe and laughs. Then at her question, he looks around and does come across a toy he used to keep by his side. Ah, this one."
Laughing a genuine one, he approaches the bear plush. The eye is missing, but stitched together. There's a fake flower sown on its hand. "Wow. It looks like the real thing. When I was....5? I lost this little guy. I remember crying to my grandma about it." He shakes his head with a chuckle, "My grandparents went out looking for it for days, but it didn't turn up. Someone must have taken it."
Vivianne holds onto her dessert as Ilseong leads her inside. Forgotten items from her past? Interesting. She doubts she'll see anything of importance. Vivi doesn't plan on pointing out anything to Ilseong either.
"I'm curious as to why you want to," Vivi says as they walk. "I don't really imagine I'm that interesting."
It has been a thought she's had since their dance at the Valentine's Day ball. What was Ilseong's angle here?
"But you are interesting. In the best ways possible, of course." Ilseong walks down the corridor at an even pace like Vivianne's. "Everything about you is interesting." If he was being honest, she was plain. Maybe that's what interested him.
Here, she stuck out like a sore thumb.
And then there was the matter of her soul. At least the Entity liked the smell of it.
"You have a kind soul. A little cold, but maybe that's because you've been on edge around me."
"I have not been," Vivianne says. "This is my first time here."
She tucks into her choice, and she does show that she is enjoying her salad. At least food will take her mind off her worries... briefly. Vivi takes another sip of her drink.
"I think the museum walk after dessert would be a good idea." Vivi says after a minute to her own meal. The forest walk sounded peaceful, but she doesn't trust being alone with Ilseong in a forest. Especially this one.
"The museum is a really nice place. I've been there a couple of times~." He's very familiar with this place. It was one of his go-tos. Ilseong liked exploring different places.
"They call it the Museum of Forgotten Things. Things from your past are there. You might find some stuff you've forgotten!" Imagine his surprise when he spotted some things of his from his childhood!
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Ilseong pays for both their bills and leads Vivianne out of the building. Before heading to the museum, he figures they can stop by to get a dessert to go. Once those have been acquired, they enter the Museum's building.
"Let me know if you see anything interesting? I wanna get to know you more."
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" No, my staring isn't for any purpose beyond keeping an eye out for my surroundings. I don't get out much, " he admits plainly. Wide eyes and unkempt hair made the young detective appear rather strange. It made sense that somebody would get uncomfortable or confused if his gaze lingered on them for too long.
" You do have some crumbs on your shirt though, if that bothers you, " L brings his tea to his lips and takes a long sip of it, and he smacks his lips with delight.
It needs more cream.
"Ah, thanks!" And it did. He doesn't take long to wipe the crumb off his shirt, though. "Wouldn't want people to think I was some kind of slob," he says with a light chuckle.
Ilseong moves. He's taking a seat right at the empty spot. Hey, might as well get acquainted, right?
"So, what do you do if you don't go out much? Stay at home?"
"Evee...That's cute. It's a cute species name for her kind." Fitting, oddly enough!
When she's taking a bite of her sides, he's doing the same. He hums as he chews quietly. He speaks after swallowing, "Well---I guess, you're right about that, huh?"
He holds back a soft laugh. She almost talks like Cecil. Cute.
"I guess there's some charm about my world." He gazes off to his side. For those like Vivianne, it would easily pass as him looking over to the next table.
Ilseong is looking at the Entity.
"But there's no Pokémon in my world." He turns his attention back to her. "I think it would be a whole lot more fun if there were. Stuff like that would be something you see on televisions, you know?"
Vivi pauses, and reaches for the drink Ilseong ordered for them both. Seen on televisions, huh? What a strange place he must come from.
She takes a tentative sip and sets the glass down. Vivi's face doesn't show any disgust, but there is no overwhelmingly positive look on her face either.
Vivi doesn't see what Ilseong glances at. "I will have to believe you, Ilseong." She says simply. After all, Vivi had not other reason not to. She tucks back into her food. Then she speaks after chewing.
"So what are our plans after this meal?"
"Mmm, I was thinking we could take a stroll down that Whispering Forest. We can stop by for some desserts on our way there. What do you think? What would you like to do?" Their main dishes are soon presented to them, placed on the table followed by a friendly 'enjoy' before their server is leaving to tend to others.
Yum!
Ilseong certainly is enjoying his choice.
"That or we can go to the museum, here. Have you been?"
Forms you may sometimes find the Entity in!
(Thanks, Google)
The Raven's symbol is transformation, ancient wisdom, and prophecy. It serves as a bridge between the spiritual world and the physical one. It also represents the cycles of death and rebirth, as well as the unknown, mysteries, and unconsciousness.
In some beliefs, it is said that the hare is a messenger to the otherworld. Apparently, they represent fertility, rebirth, and intuition. In some other beliefs, they represent immortality and the afterlife as well. They have a strong tie between supernatural, the night, and time.
The Entity's true form isn't something it shows anyone, let alone Ilseong. No one could handle the sight, and often it is said that seeing the Entity's true form can turn a person mad or worse. A sickening Death.
If it were to show a form closely resembling its true form...It would be this one right here
”Yes, Gwen is known as an Eevee.” Vivi answers. She’s saved from more questions by their server, and Vivi couldn’t be more grateful. She didn’t really know how Ilseong would use the information she just gave away, but she feels like she should stop. She doesn’t touch the ordered drink yet.
Instead, Vivi picks up a utensil to dig into her order’s side. She gives Ilseong a look. “Everyone’s version of mundane is different. Anyone from my world would day they would consider living with Pokemon mundane.” She states.
”I’m certain your home has its own charms, non?”
"Evee...That's cute. It's a cute species name for her kind." Fitting, oddly enough!
When she's taking a bite of her sides, he's doing the same. He hums as he chews quietly. He speaks after swallowing, "Well---I guess, you're right about that, huh?"
He holds back a soft laugh. She almost talks like Cecil. Cute.
"I guess there's some charm about my world." He gazes off to his side. For those like Vivianne, it would easily pass as him looking over to the next table.
Ilseong is looking at the Entity.
"But there's no Pokémon in my world." He turns his attention back to her. "I think it would be a whole lot more fun if there were. Stuff like that would be something you see on televisions, you know?"
