— stranger danger
( * making the long trek into busan was the punishment choi jinri deserves and she knows this, knows it with a certainty that could move oceans, lands, even worlds. and so she carries her burden, her weight of sin, on small, slouching shoulders. she lets dark hair hang over her face and wears the cloak of shadows produced by the wounds around her as a declaration of her penance. ) i am a martin. ( *nods solemnly. wait, was that the right word? pauses her steps, to look up contemplatively at the sky. ) no. i am a martyr! ( *GOD THAT SOUNDED COOL! SHE WAS SO COOL. GRINS before remembering she has a role to play and coughs to herself, surveying the area about her to make sure she hasn't been seen before continuing the charade for a few moments longer. it doesn't take her long to grow bored of the game and year for another. wrinkling her nose, she decides to race a butterfly into the city, laughing as it disappears from her site--she was the victor! ) AHHH. AHHHH. THE CROWD GOES WILD FOR CHOI JINRI. ( * running begins to hurt a little on the cement, and so the girl slows into a walk. she wonders if she should've been more observant of white, spherical objects back in the bush. shrugs. her fate was to see the city, find the ball and get icecream! another burst of assurance props her chin up, and she marches onwards. upon passing a car, she hears a voice beckoning. ) 'whatcha doin', kid?' ( *jinri slaps a hand to her chest. ) i'm on a mission ahjussi! ( *the man laughs and she's reminded of an old accordion, dusty and wheezing ) 'how about you let me help?'