#yxorus

[mrleejongsuk]

MUNTRODER ALERT! Here to step over the line of your muse, and connect with your muse. Answer this: in your time roleplaying, has there been anyone you've grown close with?

《 OTL this is cute. But hmm, someone I've grown close to? There's a whole lot of people, to be honest! But the one person I think I've grown closest to is my psuedo daddy figure, fellow angst princess and to be honest the one who drew out most muses for me-- Bella! Huehue. You know, thatpsychoker, yxorus, insixsongs, jaehyunxbw, ftxsiyeon... etc. Too many to mention, haha. We've met irl twice or thrice, and I'd like to think we grew so close since we met January of last year. Hehe. She hasn't been active in the roleplayingverse too much as she is busy, but we always text and communicate through twitter and all that jazz. 》

[bvmkvy]

It was silly. He shouldn't be currently in there asking for forms to fill so he can enroll for the upcoming term in Seoul's National University. He was already an immortal being, of what use would a degree be to him right now?

Yet he didn't left as he waited in the reception for the secretary to hand him all the things he had to sign and give them before February ended. Sighing to himself, he looked around him and a thousand thoughts crossed his mind at once. Shaking his head, he turned to look at the man who had entered into the room. "If you're looking for the secretary, she went out five minutes ago."

[lucidluhan]

yxorus said: "Another one of Chinese descent, I presume?" He raised a brow, jade eyes gleaming as he glanced at the drawn card, delicate fingers taking it from the other as he did so. "Ah. The Tower. Best be prepared for the unexpected, then. "

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Nodding at the others question as he watched the other look at the card curiously. "The unexpected?" He mused, pondering the mans strange actions. "I don't enjoy the unexpected."

[jxnmyn]

yxorus replied to your post:

He couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the other's reaction; of course the more grounded ones would find him strange. No. 735 from his mental scrapbook, really. "Ah. The Moon." A small smirk paints his face. "Fitting."

"The moon?" Junmyeon didn't like the look on the stranger's face, nor the knowing tone in his voice. It made Junmyeon's skin prickle with discomfort, like the stranger was privy to his thoughts. With an eyebrow quirked, Junmyeon assessed the man again. "What does that mean?"

[lucidluhan]

It was always enjoyable to meet new people. He rarely met anyone new outside of class, and most of those he met ended up in the four walls of the seminar halls more often than not. But it was exciting. The idea thrilled a death god such as he, really. Without further ado, he approached the figure, a set of tarot cards placed on his hand as he did so. "Hello. Pick a card, please." Piercing jade eyes twinkled in anticipation. "The name is Zhang Yixing, by the way."

Rather taken aback by the others forward nature, Luhan hesitantly plucked a card from the strangers hand, glancing at it in confusion before his gaze flickered back to the other. “Xi Luhan…Nice to meet you.” He murmured.

“What…?” He held up the card, not really quite sure what to do with it.

[jxnmyn]

It was always enjoyable to meet new people. He rarely met anyone new outside of class, and most of those he met ended up in the four walls of the seminar halls more often than not. But it was exciting. The idea thrilled a death god such as he, really. Without further ado, he approached the figure, a set of tarot cards placed on his hand as he did so. "Hello. Pick a card, please." Piercing jade eyes twinkled in anticipation. "The name is Zhang Yixing, by the way."

In all senses of the word, the man who approached him was strange. It was rare enough for complete strangers to walk up to one another, and even rarer for someone to stick out a set of what appeared to be playing cards ( and upon closer inspection, Junmyeon realised they were those cards people dealt to predict their futures ) before even introducing himself. “Uh—” He can’t help but stare at the guy, regarding him with suspicion. Tentatively, he snags a card out of the set, peering at it curiously.