#scr!pt

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{ ` stares unabashedly for a minute, gaze flicking between the face on the phone and the one hiding behind it. his voice takes a note of fondness, lips twitching upward before he reaches out to pull it down and meet her eyes. } god, you're silly. { ` mutters almost to himself } what are you doing?

( * she’s momentarily caught in a swoop of severe gladness; though she’d rather see han whole, she’s simply glad to see him, to hear him, to… her face takes on the closest it can to a smile; slightly swollen eye leaving the top half asymmetrical, wired mouth and numb lower lip only allowing her to lift her upper lip in the slightest, most amiable way possible. ) mm’wired and ip soun’s wurd.  an’ ‘en people er like— ( * swallows, fingers tapping around her lips just in case--dry. ish.  alrightalrightalrightalright-- ) — ‘at? ( * makes a face, deciding to type the rest ) “and then i hav e to repeat and repeatt and repeat adn it’s not moe at all TTT!!  anyways, how are you, pretty prince????  was teh ‘yah!’ a prologue to an order??” 

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yah.

( * eyes widen, brows raise as she places a hand on her chest, as if to say, ‘me?’  a hand drops to her pocket and she pulls out her phone, typing before turning the screen to face him, her own eyes peeking over it’s edge— ) “yes, illustrious han of lu? (ↀДↀ)” 

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{ ` takes a seat on her bed, making himself comfortable for the most part as he wrinkles his nose } c’mon jinri, that’s not nice. { ` clicks his tongue, not the least bit serious but nevertheless still disturbed about their chosen topic. instead, his expression turns curious, reading the pause in her words with focus—focus that he needs when in the midst of girls who make a habit of grazing over the truth— } do i have to call you to make sure you’re not falling asleep in shitty places?

i’m not saying you don’t smell manly han! ( * pauses, wondering if she should move forward with the stream of thought threatening to pour out of her mouth. nah.  watches his face, chewing on the inside of her cheek, head tilting slightly.  oop, that feels like shit; straightens and squirms slightly ) nah.  that was probably a one time thing, i mean it sucked.  look at me.  ( * laughs, though it turns into a series of coughs ) for your reference, the floor is probably kinder.

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{* the vending machine takes his change. his eyes narrow on the bright red picture of cola just waiting to be tasted—he bites out a curse before stiffening outright. shocked. } no, no, no, /no/. {* he can feel it, lingering at the edges of his senses, as he turns in slow motion to gaze upon the figure approaching the machine with horror. tall, pretty; she's only damned by the butterflies that he can feel in his stomach as she smiles and blushes at something on her phone. he's going to be ill— }

( * she finds that this route was important—very, very important.  the character who had appealed to her the most—the shadowy, mysterious demon king—was finally beginning to open up to her and reveal layer upon layer of moe.  she couldn’t afford to fuck this up.  he had to love her. ) oh gardis— ( * she’s an idiot too sucked into her phone’s little game, into how the pile of pixels that had tried to kill her just a few hours ago was taking her to his favourite secret part of his palace—what progress!  a line of text finishes her off for the next few minutes, and she slams on her home button, slipping her phone into her pocket as she cradles her own cheeks.  looking ahead fo her, she tilts her head at the sight of an unfamiliar boy, staring at her in what appears to be horror—she looks behind her, searching for something, obviously confused, before whipping back around. ) is there something on my face? ( * o A o ) 

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— evergreen

( — ; he notes on how she scoffs, seemingly mirthful. a little too mirthful for Kai’s liking, but he isn’t one to voice his protestation. besides, he’s one to feel disturbed too quickly; one would call him grumpy although on the outside, he’s barely seen as such, with his excellence in covering such feelings. ) Yeah, just one. ( — ; he hums, watching as she sits crosslegged on the floor, causing him to look down on her as they’re no longer on the same eye level. ) You can sit on the chair, if you’d like. ( — ; he tells her, not forgetting his mannerism. ) And no, air coalesces well with my element. I’m a smoke… wielder.

it's fine-- ( * slips a hand off her kneecap to pat the floor, as if to both praise and indicate its sturdiness; of how those traits are needed )--but thank you. ( * a shotgun smile, fired in part apology, part gratitude. ) that's interesting!  ( * another anecdote rests in the hollow of her mouth, leaving her lips with a slight parting, but she presses them into a line; it's another story of another person who had left.  even through medicinal mirth, the power of threes--jieun unni, ssaem, smoke, disappearing smoke--cuts through the fog and makes it hard to focus on anything other than the latter half of the tale she could present--he's gone.  like the other's he's gone, gone, gone.  inhales, careful to leave her exhalation untrembling, slicing through the silence as she runs a hand through chestnut locks ) i knew someone with the same power--but i'm guessing, since you room alone you're either way better than he was at it or extremely lucky. ( *grins; all is back to normal ladies and gentlemen, sorry for the delay! ) which one is it?

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— overflow

( `she watches with eyes twinkling in mirth, nodding solemnly at the pronunciation that slips past rose-tainted lips, offering her own thumbs up to the girl for her efforts) Hyeri, that’s right. Good job! ( ` a brow soon quirks up at her next response, a small, airy laugh falls quietly from her lips, before she pulls her face into a playfully mocking frown) But I don’t want coughed up internal organs on my doorstep, Jinri! It’s not Christmas yet! What will my neighbors say! ( ` blinking at her question, hyeri finds herself grinning toothily before humming) Well, basically I can do this, ( ` her hand takes jinri’s own to tug her a bit closer, the other swiping over the darkness she had subjected her room to, until it’s all reduced to a mere ball of pitch-black hovering over a dainty palm) …then this. ( ` she turns back to her sleeping quarters, well-illuminated now, tossing the sphere of darkness into the room once again, letting it bleed black until it swallows it all up) Basically it’s called Darkness manipulation, but I like to think of myself as classy so let’s call it Erebokinesis? ( ` she turns to face the other girl with a smile before tilting her head curiously) Now that’s me, what can you do?

i am your neighbours! ( *giggles ) time is a social construct, we can work arooooound it ~ ( *hushes in anticipation, eyes brightening in a show of bright excitement.  holds her breath at the appearance of the orb, dark as night, only to take in a deep gasp when hyeri flicks the orb, a decorative twirl that colours in the shade she had stolen ) ...  you're nyx!  erebokinesis is lovely-- ( *practically cooing ) i'm an aerokinetic, the manipulator that takes your breath away.  ( *floats slightly and flips her hair over her shoulder, posing with a crooked grin )  

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{ ` content with sending the other back to her bed, he takes his time following after, giving an idle glance at the stockpiled tissue boxes on her nightstand } well, i guess we'll just have to see what happens, won't we? { ` murmurs back, shaking his head to himself before he gives her a look, head tilted } how'd you get sick anyways?

( *studies han’s face for a few seconds before her lips press into a slight pout ) guess.  at least your stuff will smell manly. ( * snickers, sinking into her headboard..  the devilish simper on her lips falls slightly, brows raising in their stead.  something cool in her stomach twists, turning belly up, then lays there ) i… uh, i fell asleep in the tub. ( * wrinkles nose ) it was like a war flashback of winter but not the good parts.

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{ ` stares unhappily at the young woman who opens the door, torn between presenting his nice new hair and bitching about his roommate. in the end, he chooses the latter, frowning as he steps inside and shuts the door behind him. } yeah, i've seen him. rude as hell just coming into a shared space and lighting up without consulting the other guy who lives there. { ` he'd been there for years himself, a clear seniority, but even he wasn't that disrespectful } come on, to bed with you sickie.

( *tired eyes curve as her lips take on an amused, but understanding smirk; she pats the other’s back ) there, there blondie.  we’ll get him out of there somehow. ( *pauses as she feels a shiver take its course, head protesting at the shake )  yessir!  ( *salutes and follows orders, floating ahead to her bed and flipping the sheets ) am i the only one feeling backstabbed by xavier here though or—?  ( *slides in, folding the blankets over her legs and patting on the mattress, offering a seat )  it’s been empty so long, i felt like there was a deal there or something.