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Minseok bows his head lightly before he leaves the store, moving out onto the street, cursing lightly once he runs into a woman. "I'm quite sorry about that. Are you alright?"
Lily was just strolling down the street, not paying too much attention to her steps, too caught up in the pretty shops windows, when she feels a bump, lifting her eyes to those of a man in front of her. "Uh─ Yeah I─ I mean, I'm alright. Are you?"
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Minseok is afraid now that he has no control that the girl is at risk of his demon. She's in direct contact with him. "Dalia, that's quite a fitting name." He hates the way the demon speaks, and wants to scream about manners. "How are you doing?"
She's oblivious to the battle inside the male's body, blank eyes meeting his, a sierra of doubt patched to her soul. The young female finds the situation a bit odd, meeting a stranger at the brink of evening, and he acts like he knows her all too well. Her name shouldn't have slipped her lips so easily, a regret piled in her mind. "I'm... well," she answers, a small curve on her lips out of curtesy. "How are you, mister Minseok?"
Minseok can smell it, the blood of others like the demon that inhabits his body. He can feel the murderous intent from the creature that lurks inside his bones, as he lays his eyes on the woman who is the cause of this inner conflict. He's trying his best to blend into the background, but his feet as if controlled by someone else approaches her. His voice without any control, speaks; "Hello, I'm Minseok."
An alarm raises in her mind as she spots a pair of dark eyes on her, cautious yet intrigued at the figure of the unknown male. There was something off about him, she could somewhat assume, but there's no clue as to what it was. Dalia tries her best to divert her attention elsewhere, feigning unawareness to the stranger who was starting to approach her. "Oh, hello," she greets stiffly, head cocking to the side. "Name's Dalia."
Minseok hurriedly run across the street as he holds onto his hood tighter, running from yet an other horrible typical fan girl hoard, as he runs into a boy and feels the pain of the hard impact. He quickly mutters an apology and shifts uncomfortably unsure if the other is okay, as he continues to try and hide his face.
His head throbbed massively having it hit the cement, last thing he could recall was getting ready to head home but was tossed by another. (him being so small he wondered if they'd even seen him) Shaking off the pain Levi sat up and exhaled softly, making sure to fix his scarf which concealed the scars he despised. "It's okay.. did I hurt you?" He added just above a whisper, standing up and slowly brushing himself down.