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chimazin

« but it looks as if you’re brewing a potion, how do you even do that? and why do you have to put that in there— » visibly c o n f u s e d, yet fascinated were the perfect words to describe jimin in that moment. the smell was MOUTH-WATERING, no lie, and jimin couldn’t wait to start eating. why did it take so long anyways?  « do you want this building to burn? because that’s how you’re gonna make this building burn. just— continue cooking. » jimin’s lips formed a pout, small arms wrapped around the other’s waist as he looked over jin’s shoulder.

“ then again; seeing as you’re comparing my food to MAGIC... i guess i can’t complain too much. gawk all you like. “ seokjin has always been weak to flattery. even if jimin isn’t intentionally doing it, he’s still feeling pretty self-satisfied by the apparent wonderment. “ i have to put that in there to season the meat. otherwise we’ll have plain beef in our stir-fry. which is fine, but not the way i like to do things... personally. “ true to word, he’s adding all sorts of spices into the pan where everything is sizzling. he almost drops the small shaker when jimin makes him laugh. “ ah, ye of little faith. you don’t think i could make a head chef out of you? “ says the boy who has no proper culinary training himself. “ you’re right, though. i like this building. it’s where i live. “ mouth quirking into a little smile, jin tips his head briefly against jimin’s. hums. “ would you like to taste-test before i add the veggies? “

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ijunmo

Once he finally reached his own calming point, Junmo lets his ANGER to be driven elsewhere – for he will surely get nothing out of it. If he had to tell him the truth, he would admit that the guy was truly a NICE PERSON, hell maybe even one of the nicest guys he had ever met since he came into existence. He could NEVER STAY MAD at him even if he tried to. “Tomorrow – ” came a brief hesitation from the younger, placing a delicate hold against the glass Seokjin had prepared for him. “ – uh, my school is planning to send me for an audition, acting to be specific. They say that it’ll be good for me. Ah, I don’t know.”

re-claiming the half eaten cupcake that he’d slaved over this morning ( one of many ), the brunet seats himself at the counter. peering over at junmo curiously while he shoves the sweet, sponge-y cake between his lips. nearly chokes on it in his haste to produce a positive little noise following his younger friend’s admission.  ❛ ---- oh? ❜  thankfully, he swallows before actually making an attempt to speak.  ❛ it WILL be good for you! or it’ll be fun, in the very least. don’t you think? ❜  smiling in a gentle way, he reaches out to gently ruffle junmo’s hair. 

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♥ “@sxrxndipity .

❛ excuse me. you KNOW how cold it is outside, don’t you? yet you came all the way here without a jacket. ❜ mutiny. chaos. seokjin huffs at the silly girl, using the back of his hand to test how chilly her face is. the verdict? she has definitely been bitten by the wind once or twice during her journey. ❛ come on. let me get you something warm to drink. ❜

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saxngjon

his glances are quick. bushes and trees and the chocolate wolf in his sight. namjoon’s pace comes to a halt as he sits back down on his side of the meadow and is laughing at the omega. namjoon tired out quickly however, mouth a bit too dry from the lack of water and food that has entered his system. there is one thing the mountains always have and that is snow, water, it may hurt to lick it up because it freezes his tongue sometimes but it is better than becoming dehydrated.

the alpha better leave soon though, no need in bugging the omega even more to the point where namjoon’s presence becomes even more of a problem with a simple howl. but by the time his pack would arrive, namjoon would have been half way up the mountain side by then.

so he doesn’t want to push his luck.

he’s breathing a bit heavy, yeah, he should take it easy on the way back up the path. but he has seen what he needs to see, there are a few secluded openings away from the main path of the mouth of the forest and namjoon’s ears flick slightly before he’s standing back up and growls slightly at the defensive stance the omega still has. the alpha is amused by the omega’s attemps and clearly, what an odd thing to say, that the alpha is not that much of a threat as he could have been.

namjoon has heard stories of the harsh treatment of omega’s in certain packs, stories – not knowing if they were true or not – but he could never hurt someone Just Because he was hungry. he has patience… and he is willing to wait till the omega leaves.

namjoon sets a plan, he’s not going to go completely up the mountain side but stay near that specific tree line. wait for an opening. get inside and nab something and hopefully leave before another wolf – or even this omega – stumbles across onto him and a kill.

so he snorts slightly at the omega, wasting no time and turning his tail and faking interest in the other’s appearance and presence being there and heads on back.

it takes seokjin a few moments to register that the alpha is... LAUGHING at him. oh, so that’s how this is going to go, is it? feathers even more ruffled  (  or fur, rather  ),  he makes a tiny, unhappy sound. resists the urge to stomp his paw on the ground in some sort of tantrum. instead, he narrows sharp optics as chocolate brown coat stiffens into finer peaks on his back, displaying just how displeased he is by all of this. 

except... some of that irritation drains away rather quickly as he realizes the wolf opposite him is looking a little worse for wear. a little tired, breaths heaving from him at a heavy pace. from hopping around a few times?

because seokjin simply can’t help it, concern rears its head where it definitely doesn’t belong. pokes at the tender swell of his heart. could there be something wrong with the alpha? he had enough strength to scale the mountain, enough to posture himself in a threatening stance meant to ward him aside. it wasn’t threatening enough for the stubborn omega, but surely it would have been for someone else.

pausing everything else, seokjin tilts his head. scans the alpha even more carefully than before.

evidently, no matter how weathered, he still possesses the ability to act sassy. swishing his tail and looking over seokjin’s own form like he’s a stray leaf in the wind; insignificant. in the way. for some reason, he can’t bring himself to be as angry as before because he knows there has to be something else at work here. something he might not have expected originally.

it’d be simple to just ASK, were he in his human form, but shifting now would make him much more vulnerable to the alpha he still doesn’t know anything about.

so he opts to continue standing his ground. though he does move to rest on his belly as the wolf strays further away, his ears remain high in alert; perked forward. even when he disappears back behind the tree line. even when the sun shifts precariously in the sky, alerting to nearing nightfall, the omega remains in his watchful perch. muzzle now resting down on his paws, tail sticking straight out behind him.

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ijunmo

Yes, how he behaved in front of the older was TRULY UNACCEPTABLE, realizing that his little outbursts were a bit too much at this time of hour. Hopefully, his UNDESIRED ACTIONS would not reflect that much on their great bond; Junmo should at least remember that it was because of the other’s selflessness why he was given the permission to rest there in the first place. “Just the regular – or CHOCOLATE, if you have those.” he responds as his voice starts to calm down. “Any plans for today, hyung?”

lucky for junmo, seokjin is a forgiving person. most of the time. forgiving enough to let a little backtalk within the tender first moments of waking up slide by, at least; carrying on with his day unaffected. now, if it were to continue? he’d have no problem bringing out the big guns. as it stands they’re talking about milk instead of how angry the younger is so he’d call that a welcomed improvement. one that will surely save his friend’s hide.

❛ chocolate is basically the only kind i don’t have in here. sorry, junmo-yah. ❜  sighs seokjin, filling up a glass  &  placing it delicately in front of him.   ❛ hmm, nope. i’m blissfully plan-free today. ❜  for now. let’s hope it stays that way. lips purse as he pulls out the strawberry milk for himself.  ❛ you? ❜

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saxngjon

he takes a single step forward the moment the omega sits down but stops from walking forward. here namjoon was, a wolf in need for food and was willing to trespass into unfamiliar pack territory to get it. that his his plan too – when he first offered his opinion up to the pack but was obviously rebuked for it. the gifts from the mountains is what we consume and we will not break pack law just to hunt in another pack’s territory, his father told him. but namjoon has seen the weather accumulating on the mountains and the snow building on the rocks that made it difficult for both predator and prey to figure out if they were standing on a pile of snow; ready to encase them in an icy embrace or the support of the ground was under them. the journey would be dangerous, life threatening, and namjoon had enough stubbornness to just stay on his side of the mountain range.

it seems that he has met a wolf just as stubborn as himself.

now, namjoon wasn’t an very aggressive individual – usually finding his way through conversation but it took too much energy to shift back human. he didn’t have enough energy to burn off that many calories by the change takes out of the body. he needs the rest of the meat on his bones and changing back is out of the question so namjoon takes another opportunity. he backs off.

one side he looks to the other end of the meadow and the other, clear expanse on both sides except for the separation of trees on both the mouth of the forest and mountains. a long exhale leaves the alpha as he curls his lips in frustration before trotting to the left side – trying to get away from the omega and find another way into the abundant forest. but the moment he sees the omega bound to the front of him to block him from getting in, he tries and switches his pace, quickly bounding to the right side and trying to find an opening.

now, he isn’t trying to get in today, but he is inspecting the different openings of the forest for another day and maybe, he’s not going to lie – he hasn’t had another contact of another wolf in weeks – to mess with the omega, granted it was a bit mean, but the alpha just had a faint red shine over his eyes as he teases the invisible border line of the omega’s pack territory.

for the wolves in the forest, they’ve never  (  at least not in seokjin’s lifetime  )  experienced a shortage of food.  spring, summer, fall, winter...  there is always something to hunt. something to fill your stomach. if you are not fending for yourself at any given time or even unable to, like some of the littler ones, then there is plenty being dragged back to the main den as well. no one goes hungry. this shows on the omega himself; coat soft and healthy, sturdy muscles shifting with each movement of his body. he’s in good shape, as are the rest of the wolves in his pack.

judging by the alpha’s fur and scent, he’s from the mountains. where the snow grows denser and colder and the wind slices like blades through the air. it makes him curious about the living conditions on such a terrain. seokjin has only heard stories, of course------ he can’t claim to be an expert on anything outside his peaceful little bubble on the ground here. maybe its conditions are easier than expected.

maybe this wolf only looks a little tattered because... that’s how his fur is textured. seokjin doesn’t know, okay? all he knows is that his tall-set opposite looks much different than any wolf he’s seen before.

to seokjin’s immense surprise, things cool down before they can come even close to boiling over. the alpha backs off. caught off guard, but pleased nonetheless, he returns up on his paws---- only to use them immediately, blocking the next attempted point of access from the white wolf. one more exasperated little  snorf  leaves him. what could the alpha possibly be trying to accomplish here? if seokjin didn’t allow him entry back there, he certainly isn’t going to allow him entry from anywhere else. he can do this all day. in fact, he’d be glad to  (  despite the annoyance that would arise  ),  because surely someone else would come looking. wondering what’s occupying seokjin’s time so efficiently. 

wouldn’t they be startled to find him tussling  (  if you can  call it that  yet  )  with an alpha.

quite the slippery one, if seokjin can comment, because he makes for the right side next, seokjin remaining in front of him no matter how frantic his movements become. is this some kind of game? is he being  played with  right now? a soft little growl rumbles his powerful throat; short, barely audible, but there as he stares with disdain. as if to say  give up already. what does he even  want?  that has to be the most quizzical element here. surely he doesn’t to take on an entire pack all by himself. that would make him even more silly than he already appears to be.

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Friends or more? Sentence Starters

aka “sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?” type of things

(send a name and a sentence)

“You’ve been pouting ever since I went out on that date, what’s up?”

“We always share blankets on the couch, I’m sure sharing the bed for the night is fine too.”

“Your lips are getting really close to mine.”

“I’m not jealous, but, like, come on, movie night is just for me and you only.”

“I dare you to kiss me.”

“No, go on the Ferris Wheel with me, not them.”

“You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.”

“Why is your hand on my ass?”

“Cuddle with me.”

“I just kissed your forehead, chill.”

“*****, how’d you make me blush like this?”

“Are you trying to turn me on?”

“Let’s hang out, but I’ll pay for everything, and we can go to this fancy restaurant– No, not a date.”

“Okay, I guess this is a date, actually.”

“Stop with the tongue thing, it’s strangely attractive.”

“I keep telling them we’re not dating, but they keep telling me friends don’t normally make out when drunk.”

“I don’t want to be friends with benefits, but I do want something more, I just can’t figure out what.”

“When did you get so beautiful?”

“If you’re going to dress like that, I’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“Their pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying.”

“No, I don’t know how I got a boner, It just kind of happened! It’s because of how you were eating that ice cream, I bet!”

“I’m holding your hand because the movie is scary, alright?  It’s a… Terrifying… Rom-com… ….. .”

“Why’d you let go of me?”

“I accidentally called you my girlfriend/boyfriend today.”

“I kissed you because we were drunk.”

“I kissed you because I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Could you not talk to him/her, please?  I think they’re trying to date you.”

“I wish we could stay like this forever…”

“I had this dream where we were dating.”

“I had this dream where you kissed me, and I kind of want to try it now.”

“Why do you always call me when I’m on a date?”

“No, I can’t hang out, I’m on a date and you know that.” 

“Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous.”

“Just remember, he/she’s not the one who taught you how to kiss.”

“It’s weird how we’ve been friends for so long, but never went through that ‘crushing’ phase.”

“Maybe I want to kiss you because it’s cold and about to be cuddle season.”

“I say this a lot, but, look, they’re not good enough for you.”

“You’re always wrapping your arms around me in lines.”

“I was listening to that love song, and you came to mind.  Weird, right?”

“You know this voucher only works for couples, right?”

“Are you implying that you want to kiss me?”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re blushing so hard, all I did was say “I love you” in French.”

“I could get used to waking up next to you, actually.”

“Right… Well… I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that…”

“I’m personally offended that you didn’t get me to be your fake date.”

“We would make a pretty good couple.”

“The date didn’t go well.  Yeah, she/he didn’t like how I kept mentioning all of our adventures.”

“How come I always end up calling you when I can’t fall asleep?”

“Sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?”

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♥ “@frantichearts .

❛  ah, the shirt  does  fit! good. i’ve had it sitting in the back for who knows how long.  ❜  see, seokjin hasn’t had to hire that many  (  see: ANY  )  employees to work alongside him at  too sweets. normally, it’s a one-man business, considering he makes everything  himself  and it’s not hard labor to slide it across the counter or clean up at the end of the day. however... this  does  put a damper on his free time. which is  why,  seeing as how he makes enough money for it, he decided to put up a help wanted ad and take someone under his wing. only that one  someone,  for now.   ❛  let’s get started,  hm?  we open in an hour, so i can show you what you’ll be doing today  before  then.  ❜

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♥ “@chimazin .

❛  stop looking at me like that. i’m  cooking,  not brewing a potion.  ❜  huffs the elder, flabbergasted  (  but amused nonetheless  )  at the look of  awe  on jimin’s face.  ❛  you could probably stir this meat too. i’m not going to let you, but you could...  in theory.  ❜  as it stands, he doesn’t want anything to mess up this stir fry, no matter how small a chance, because he’s  hungry.  and he’s sure jimin must be feeling hungry too. who wouldn’t, after experiencing the smell filling his kitchen with all sorts of  mouth-watering  goodness?

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ijunmo

Waste the day – what could he possibly even do other than to give all of the remaining hours in front of a FUCKING computer, doing whatever he pleases? Nothing. Other than that, at least the so-called ray of light was finally brought into Seokjin’s head after the boy stressed himself for so long. When he made his way towards a seat, Junmo made sure to make himself comfortable as he took a quick nibble of what the other had made. “Hyung, do you have some milk?”

seokjin still isn’t pleased about the sour attitude junmo is displaying towards him, but he’ll hold off on scolding him. for now. because he  DID  kind of wake him up; even if he shouldn’t be trying to sleep the day away  anyway.  ❛ hyung does have some milk. ❜  he confirms, setting aside his mostly-eaten treat to glide towards the fridge  &  pull out a carton. a decidedly  pink  one, as he allows his eyes to scan the rest of the contents.  ❛ i have strawberry, regular, banana... what would you  like,  hm? ❜

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saxngjon

it happens every year when the main source of prey starts to migrate down the side of the mountain, the primarily dominant of alpha’s and beta’s trail down after the goats and other wildlife that the mountain provides for their stomachs. the young alpha however, decided to stay in the den while he watches his pack take the yearly hunting…on one side of the mountain on the north is the steep, dangerous path down to a valley and wide expanse of plains. barely any water, a traveling that tests your muscles when they are screaming at you to rest and to the other side, a rocky expanse and path leading down to a meadow.

he has only seen it once. when his father and he were chasing a goat down but the prey ended up miscalculating its step and tumbling down the path, falling down into the trees that separated the mountains and the seemingly paradise of a meadow held. he didn’t know if that goat survived or not, for he and his father wouldn’t dare go down a path like that to unknown territory. a few stories here and there, paradise for thin coated wolves; it was warm there even when it snowed ! or at least compared to his home.

he thought he never would have to go down that path again until times were getting desperate in the rocky trail of nothing but snow and rock, there was no prey, a snow leopard fought him for the last piece and namjoon had the fleeting thought of eating both the cat and whatever the corpse under its claws. in the end, namjoon finds himself at the tree line; waiting for a single thing to walk out into the meadow. a few birds landed a few feet from him, unknown of his presence and those tiny little things wouldn’t satisfy him. they looked well fed, he noticed. which was great news, the more food that is in this so called paradise forest the better his chances are of getting a proper meal.

before throwing away his patience and seeing if he could get a nibble out of the birds —          he both sees and smells it. or rather he, namjoon isn’t rude.

the stranger wolf is an omega, he can smell that much. if it was an alpha he would have been able to scent the sharpand territorial stench that would either warn him or challenge him. a beta would have had a nullified scent, contrary to many beliefs – beta’s do have a scent… just not as amplified as the sharp scent of an alpha and the more sweeter and soft scent of an omega. but he shouldn’t spend time waiting for the omega to go away, the traitorous wind already gave his scent away and the alpha has no choice to walk out of the tree line.

so he walks out, shaking his fur slightly with a slight bristle upon his hackles, a low growl in his throat and bares his teeth slightly but never makes a move to attack. that isn’t why he’s here, he’s here for food.

the alpha is large, first pup of the mountain pack’s head alpha and beta. despite not having a proper meal in days, his frame is still strong and muscles can be seen faintly through the moving expanse of a mix of grey and white fur, creating an almost silver shimmer in the meadow. he looks terribly out of place but if this was the mountains, he would have blended right in. tail was held a bit high, moving his head up and ears pointed forward, the omega was practically the size of their youngest beta, impressive. but namjoon doesn’t know much about omegas.

his pack never had any.

that low growl is back in his throat again, but it seems that both wolves are at a standstill.

it’s unfortunate that it had to be  him,  and that it had to be this particular wolf facing off against each other. he’s already preparing to howl out an alert if a bigger threat happens to arise because, while he doesn’t  plan  to back down, there’s no denying that the alpha outranks him and it’d just be  foolish  to think his instincts wouldn’t respond to that in tow. wouldn’t have him going ears-flat at the first overly aggressive snarl. 

most of the time seokjin is content with being an omega. there are a lot of  connotations  linked to the title--- one who acts as a source of comfort for the pack, one who looks after children, one who behaves in a very kind and gentle way. he finds this stereotyping to be... inaccurate. of course not  all  omegas are going to be like that; he’s met wolves who are the complete opposite, in fact, but he himself tends to fit this mold with flying colors. he’ll always insists it’s due to  personality  more than anything else. seokjin does these things because he WANTS to do these things.

but... it’s times like these where he wishes he were higher up on the latter. wishes he were born an alpha like his mother and father, if only to aide him in defending his pack from unwanted attention. though he’s not  territorial,  he is  protective  of his home and the group he calls  family  residing there.

which is why, when the wolf finally appears in all his TOWERING, white-furred glory, seokjin keeps his paws firmly planted on the ground. doesn’t allow a single ounce of fear to slip into his posture, because he’s  not  afraid. so what if he’s baring his teeth? seokjin can do that too, but he settles for huffing instead. puffing out a little breath through his snout that sounds like a  snort.  then, he sits back on his butt. stares at the other wolf and waits for him,  dares for him,  to make another move. he’ll alert everyone if any harm were to threaten him and in the case he  was  actually harmed, this alpha would be accountable. would have to answer to his  entire pack.

that is  one  perk of being an omega in the grand scheme of things.

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♥ “@saxngjon .

it’s one of those days where the pups are all occupied back at the main den; chasing fallen leaves or their own fluffy tails, sticking close to the fire and the warmth it provides in newly-present winter. games to occupy them means that seokjin is on his own tearing through the dense forestation. well... “tearing” may be too harsh a term. “leisurely trotting” is a much better descriptor, considering the way his large paws hit the cold-hardened ground is anything but hurried.  very rarely  does he have to hurry at all considering his pack is a peaceful one that doesn’t encounter a lot of trouble. a strange figure here and there grazing the perimeter of their turf, yes, but no creature sticks around long enough to initiate  challenge.  not once in seokjin’s long lifetime has he faced such a peril within the confines of his quiet life. their quiet life, in the woods. in the meadow. 

the meadow. 

it’s the chocolate wolf’s favorite place to frequent. in the summer, its lush grass is best for rolling around in and, since it’s out in the open, the sun shines down to warm everything it touches. even in winter, very little snow remains clinging to the ground. though the greenery is somewhat stifled and browned with the season, it’s still  good.  perfect for him to flop onto his side and stretch his long legs out, pointed muzzle yawning wide to reveal a jagged row of teeth. ones he won’t be actively trying to use any time soon. unless another rounded bunny is  so kind  as to jump in front of him again. 

heavy-lined eyes are just about to start drooping when the wind shifts.

and promptly alerts him to a new scent in the air.

now, seokjin knows there are other packs around these parts. it’d be  naive  to think they’re the only ones, but this particular wolf is close. as in, rounding the very  tree line  in front of him close. jin has never been quicker on his feet. his tail lowers down, soft pelt bristling. waiting for the presence  (  the decidedly  alpha  presence, great  )  to reveal itself. 

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junmo

Could he be ANY MORE STUPID? With the looks of things – it appears that his hints were not that helpful enough for Seokjin, to make him realize that the younger’s previous outburst was actually his fault. A dense guy was what he was, however, there was no point of arguing with a guy who seemed to be FUCKING clueless. “Hyung, I appreciate this… REALLY~” he muttered his words shortly as he took the pastry from the other’s hand. “But why do you have to be SO LOUD?”

loud.  ❛ wait ------ you could  HEAR  that? ❜  surely he hadn’t been making  too much  of a ruckus. yes, he had his music going  (  on one of the  lowest  volumes!  )  &  the mixer can produce quite the electric buzz, but he hadn’t... had he? oh.  ❛ oops. ❜  now it dawns on him, cupcake slowly lowering from his lips while they form a small, tight  frown.  ❛ i’m sorry, junmo-yah. i don’t usually have people here early in the morning  &  there’s this new recipe i’ve been meaning to try out... ❜  he drifts off into a sigh.  ❛ but, hey! you’ve been sleeping  long enough  anyway. you’re going to waste the day. ❜

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♥ “@discenture .

❛ fancy meeting you here. ❜  seokjin isn’t sure where... “here” is, exactly  (  he hadn’t been paying attention to the  store  he walked into; only the familiar face of a regular customer in his sweets shop  ),  but he’s  pleasantly surprised  nonetheless. glides all the way to the front desk with a bright smile leading his way.  ❛ are you working? i just closed up. thank god. i forgot to pack a proper lunch today, so i’ve just been snacking on  desserts  &  while i don’t have a problem with that, it doesn’t... fill me up... ❜  voice softens  &  trails off as he actually allows his eyes to roam. something particularly  strange  looking, capped in an old jar, is what hastily snaps his attention back to jaz. come to think of it  ------  everything in here is strange looking. suddenly, he’s not as  enthusiastic  about entering.