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shin selin (i:ota) . 19 . sori superhuman speed . brotherhood scout

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by (K C Lee)

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[watches him silently as he chokes while chewing on her own sandwich] [if he starts to show signs of prolonged oxygen deprivation that’s when she would swoop in and perform the Heimlich maneuver] [looks at the pill bottle and nods] Of course. I’ll order more. Those will take about a week or two but your current bottle should last you around that long. I’ll start up a regular prescription for you. That bottle contains about 500 mL so maybe a monthly 2000 mL prescription should be a good start. [continues to chew her food happily] Thanks I personally like to enjoy these myself from time to time. [finds it endearing that a patient may call her a noona of all names] [a few years ago she would’ve calmly told him that he can’t call her that but] [with her parents gone she’ll accept any form of companionship] When I get you those bottles of iron supplements I expect every single one to be consumed. Those aren’t that cheap you know, it’s good quality. Took me a while to find a good and trustworthy supplier. I asked around Musa for a while before finally finding someone who has a really good source. [pauses & takes another bite; she’s almost done w/ her sandwich sadly] I hope you eat healthy to keep that insanely fast metabolism of yours running. I wouldn’t want you to just stuff junk food in your mouth. 

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{` He's can't tell if the adorable bunny dongsaeng act helps endear him to her, but the end result is that he gets what he wants, so whatever; she doesn't correct him on the noona thing either, although he wasn't expecting her to; by default, Selin just assumes everyone he makes friends with is older than him, mostly because he's never been wrong; he scrunches his nose cutely} Pretty sure you can just put it all on the Brotherhood's tab, but I will. Not feeling like shit is pretty high on my list of priorities. {` He can't help the wry half-smirk when she questions his eating habits} What, you got something against shin ramyun and Pop-Tarts? {` Honestly, his diet has improved a lot since he joined the Brotherhood -- between kitchen raids and a steady list of people to mooch and/or bully meals off of, the stash of quick carbs in his room is supplemental instead of the only thing standing between him a trip to the ER; but his tone turns a little more serious} When you burn through calories like I do, you can't afford to be real picky about where they're coming from. My metabolism doesn't discriminate so I've kinda had to learn not to either, y'know? {` He shrugs} But if you wanna provide lunch for me every day to make sure I'm properly nourished, I ain't gonna argue with that.

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(/starts making airplane noises to get Gayun to eat more but turns to grin at Selin) So ya admit, ya'd marry me if i asked? (/laughs and shakes his head) Come on Selin we both know you're more mommy material than i am. Right Gayun? (/she just blinks at him) Gayun between me and Selin oppa who would be the umma and appa? (/he grins victoriously when she points at him and says appa before waving her spoon around sending food bits flying) see?

Yeah, Kris. I admit it. In the unlikely event you ask me to marry you I’d say yes. {` If his tone were anymore deadpan it’d be six feet underground} We can invite all the Brotherhood except Fie, and Seven can use his terrorist leader authority to marry us, and then we’ll live happily ever after at the base with you as my sugar daddy 'til I leave you for someone hotter and more loaded. {` He turns to Kris with a brow raised in challenge} Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? Hey, Gayun-ah, between me and appa who’s got a stupid face? {` He grins right back when she laugh-screams and points at Kris again}

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(/he's only half listening to Selin because Gayun has his full attention. she's actually pretty cute while eating even if she's dropped most of the food onto herself. now he knows why he had to make so much. he laughs as the spoonful of food hits his nose. he wipes it off with the back of his hand) of course ya won't be babysitter. ya won't need to, i hear being a mom is a full time job. (/he grins it's a totally lame attempt at getting a reaction out of Selin. he turns to feed her again) nomnom

{` He flops back onto the couch to watch the cartoon since Kris apparently has the feeding thing under control and-- oh, there's a yellow rabbit; Selin rests his chin on his knees and lets himself be slowly hypnotized by the TV, although he does take a second to roll his eyes at the guard's stupid joke} Uh huh. Still not seeing any ring on my hand, Fanny. {` He throws up his ring finger with the intent of a middle finger} And who says I'd be the mom anyway? Just 'cause I wore that skirt for you one time doesn't mean you can't be Mrs. Shin.

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(/only stops himself from smacking Selin because Gayun turns to look at him once she realizes he has food) Don't be stupid. Hyosung noona would never let me touch her. She was one of those "pretty girls don't date poor guys" types (/moves her so that shes facing him now. grins. hands her a spoon and starts to feed her with another because she'll make a mess if he lets her feed herself) she just helped me out with cash once. sides if she was mine i'd be with her all the time. I actually want kids

{` He grins sarcastically} So basically you're saying she's got standards. {` A blop of food lands on his knee} Aw, c'mon. {` He shifts Gauyn off his lap onto the couch and stands up, side-stepping out of splash radius; he grabs a tissue and starts scrubbing at his pant leg, pausing to snicker as the kid tries to mimic Kris' actions with the spoon, only to miss and shove it into his nose} Yeah, you clearly got this dad thing on lock. FYI, assuming I even live that long, I'm calling "not babysitter" right now.

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Whatever just hold her (/he relaxes a bit once she stops crying. he rereads through the instruction list his friend left him. really for someone who was so nit-picky with everything that involved her child, Kris figured she would have left her with someone more responsible. he forgot to add the honey. he sighs as he starts hunting for the bottle of honey in the baby's lunch bag) An old friend's. I doubt you've met her, but her name is Hyosung. (/he walks into the room) aight lets feed her

I am holding her, jizz wizard. {` He has to sit down on the couch with Gayun balanced on his lap, because hefting anything weighing more than a foot-long sub is not his style; reaching for the remote with his foot, he scrapes it over until he can pick it up and turn on the TV, channel-surfing as fast as the signal allows until he finds a cartoon with eye-bleedingly bright characters that seems kid-friendly enough; Gayun immediately fixates on it, so whatever} Is that code for “someone I accidentally knocked up”? Is this secretly your kid, Kris? Is that why we got screwed into babysitting???

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Just hold the kid will ya (/kris calls out to Selin from the kitchen to the other who was actually in the room with the crying child. babysitting is not something the guard and the scout are known for doing but Kris owed someone a favor and so he couldn't say no. now the poor 3 year old had to deal with the worst babysitters ever) I'm almost done with her food, just pick her up, she's not gonna bite!

{` Selin rubs his temples before calling back towards the kitchen} You owe me, like, so many blowjobs for this. {` He's banking on the fact that little Gayun is too busy making puddles on the carpet to retain and thus repeat back any inappropriate language coming out of his mouth, not that it's really his problem if she does; flipping his snapback around, he reaches down and scoops up the child, knees bowing slightly under the added weight} Whose kid is this again?

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(/he rolls his eyes) please, you threaten to call animal control on /people/, i'm can't take you seriously anymore. (/the capybara is starting to chew on the cushions. good thing they found that on the curb.) ok. ok. but look how cute it is? (/he pets it on the head, and it trills at him and drops down from the couch to smell the rest of the room.) so we can take turns taking it for walks, yeah?

{` He digs around in the fridge for anything passably resembling dinner} Yeah, but animal control can actually take away a giant fuckin’… that. {` His search yields a container of leftover japchae and two slices of pizza; considering they’re both salaried, their living conditions sure do resemble those of third year college students; he closes the door and makes his way to the chair-less ottoman, vodka tucked under his arm} I ain’t walking shit. The fuck did you even get thing up here without the landlord seeing? {` He watches the capybara warily, although he doesn’t pull away when it comes over to sniff at his feet, and then his japchae}

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(/two weeks ago, soryong was kidding when he told selin he wanted to have a capybara as a pet. two hours ago, he was dead serious as his plane from busan landed, giant hamster safely stored in the cargo. and now, pacing the living room and waiting for selin to come home to their tiny apartment, and slowly realizing how ridiculously huge the animal looked on their couch, he couldn't help but regret his entire life.) surprise, (/he tries, weakly, as the door opens.)

{` For once in his life, Selin is at a loss for words, staring past the dark circles under his eyes at the… thing in his living room; this is the kind of shit he expects from Daeryong; Sol is supposed to be the practical, predictable one, which is why Selin moved in with him instead, despite having been friends with the older twin longer; if he’d known the idiocy ran in the family, he’d have put an ad on Craigslist, sexual solicitations or not} - {` He settles for heading to the kitchenette and grabbing the cherry vodka they were saving for this weekend, taking a straight pull from the bottle before turning to face his housemate} If it gets in my room, I’m fucking calling animal control.

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"Just Go With It"

To participate in this script-rp based activity, you’ll need to treat it like any other inbox raid event. This time, however, the relationship between your character and the receiver is skewed and fictional. You have to send a script conversation (or a short para, it’s up to you, really) between the two characters with a completely made-up relationship. The receiver has to “go with it”, obviously, by responding to the ask as if they’re collaborating on a story. For example, if Sanha sent Chanyeol a script-rp excerpt pretending to be his long-lost sibling who found him after ten years, Chanyeol has to go along with it.

This is an opportunity for certain characters to create great relationships with others, as you’re more than welcome to use this chance to plot something crazy! Who knows, if you both like where the script’s going, you can set that relationship into stone! But mostly, it’s for the laughs. Try not to be too off-topic or nonsensically random, and send out as many as you can if you reblog this! Have fun!

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(/she smirks at the memory of her their first mission, it hadn’t gone exactly as she would’ve liked but since the place had been on Se7en’s “maintenance” list they didn’t get into trouble) Please that a small flame? Hardly big enough to be called an actual fire let alone a hazard. Sides only half the building went down. (/presses her lips into a firm line, it’s not that she doesn’t like the rain, she actually likes pretty much everything about it. she just doesn’t like it when she’s in her fire form and every rain drop that hits her feels like cigarette is being pressed onto her skin. But right now she’s more concerned over the fact that she doesn’t have an umbrella on her which means there goes her hair) I don’t have any friends. (/she replies immediately without any thought.) But hypothetically speaking? (/she sighs more concerned over her answer than his reason for asking) No clue. Confess? Nah, I’d probably never speak a word of it cause i don’t have time for love. (/she almost asks why but quickly decides against it, figuring if he wants to tell her he will and if he doesn’t then it isn’t any of her business.)

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{` Selin arches a vaguely concerned eyebrow} You and I remember that mission very differently. Small flame my ass. {` He feels a few more drops hit his cheek — yeah, definitely raining; from his rooftop viewpoint he can see the downpour already hitting a few blocks south; he flips up his hood, making a mental note to head down to the parking garage where he left his motorcycle in a few minutes; if he brings it around to the back of the building, Lime can probably avoid getting wet} Ouch, talk about being fucking cold. You don’t consider us friends? I’m devastated. You can’t see it but my mascara is totally running. {` The sarcasm is reflexive, but there’s legitimate curiosity in the question; he never really took Lime for the self-pitying type, so he’s not sure if that makes the matter-of-fact way she says it better or worse} You’re not serious though, are you? Everyone has at least one friend. Y’know, unless you’re Fie. {` That last part is 100% sincere; at this point he only leaves off the “fucking cocksucker” because he figures most of the Brotherhood knows it’s implied; but he shrugs, absently going back to half-talking to her, half-talking to himself again} You’re probably right though. Smarter not to say anything. {` After all, Selin knows all about not having enough time}

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under what circumstances do they lick a thing to claim it as their own:

any time there's food involved.

any time he's around d:elta and f:ie at the same time (d:elta is the thing that gets licked).

what are their feelings, hypothetical or otherwise, regarding the high school musical series:

largely ambivalent since he never watched any of it (but he does think that zac efron looks like if you took the features of a bunch of attractive people and composited them into one generically good looking white dude, aka not quite a real person and it's vaguely disconcerting to him).

whose face(s) would they draw dicks on in sharpie if they saw them passed out on a couch at a party:

e v e r y o n e.

he probably wouldn't even wait for them to pass out. this is literally the kind of stupid shit i:ota uses his power for.

what would their reaction be to seeing frozen in theaters and witnessing hans doing the douchebag thing:

he actually left the theatre right before the reveal to pee and get more snacks and when he came back he was really confused because suddenly hans was evil???? and d:elta was too engaged in the movie to explain what happened so i:ota was just like aite whatever (he was only watching for elsa anyway).

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Come On Little Engine

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Selin will probably lag it, besides he needs to actually adjust his attire. Cause a tank top and jeans are not going to cut it at Baekseol, even if it is the middle of summer. So he takes his time picking out a black pullover and the green coat with fur on the hood he’d purchased on a previous trip to the frozen kingdom. It’s stuffy and uncomfortable while he’s making his way to the portals but he’d rather be uncomfortable for a few minutes and not be freezing his balls off for however long they’re there.

Even though he took his time he still has to wait a bit for Selin to actually show up. “Tsk I should’ve left without ya.” He replies before stepping into the portal and walking out of the phone booth. Although he isn’t a fan of the cold, Kris does like Baekseol simply because of all the snow. Because snow is water and that means he can make kick ass snow figures. So as soon as they’re standing firmly on the snow he has to make a large snow Totoro holding an umbrella. He smiles at his work before finally heading off to the diner.

He grins brightly at Selin and crosses his arms behind his head as they walk “I was never supposed to see ya again. One night stand remember?” He laughs a bit “Sides ya know that buyin’ someone breakfast after a one night stand is equal to proposin’. And I dun know about ya but I wasn’t ready to commit to somethin’ like that.”

Once they reach the restaurant Kris smiles brightly at the waitress who immediately grabs two menus and a specials menu and leads them to a booth against a window. “Anything to drink?” She asks brightly “Coffee please.” Kris replies the smile still on his face as he accepts his menu, the waitress is pretty cute and usually Kris would’ve been hitting on her but he can’t today. He has to make sure Selin doesn’t order everything on the menu and makes him go broke. “Hazelnut creamer if ya have any.”

She takes their drink orders and leaves them to look at the menu, and almost instantly Kris takes the regular menu away from Selin and hands him the specials one. “All of these come with all ya can eat pancakes so pick one of these.” He says while moving to take off his coat because it’s warm in the diner and he rather not start sweating in a land frozen over. 

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Selin snorts loudly. "Pff, if that's true then how come I ain't drownin' in post-one night stand bling right now?" He wiggles his bare fingers in Kris' face, humming slightly off-key Beyonce as they enter the restaurant.

He ditches his beanie and hoodie as soon as they're seated, cracking his neck and then his knuckles with the most determination he's probably ever shown around Kris because breakfast > training by a lot. He flashes the guard a shit-eating grin when the waitress hands him a menu, whispering, "Welcome to pancake armageddon, Wufan," before turning to her.

"Orange juice. And hot chocolate." He's tempted to add on the same drink order as Kris just to be a dick, but decides against it. Selin loves the smell of coffee, but it doesn't do anything for him -- his body burns through caffeine way too quickly for it to even make a dent in his fatigue. All it really does is make his metabolism slightly faster and make him need to piss more often, neither of which are things he needs in his life.

The waitress leaves and Selin opens his menu, only to have in snatched away. "Excuse you," he frowns at Kris, but he's quickly placated by the specials -- specifically, the triple-meat three-egg omelette, hash browns, and unlimited pancakes combo right at the top of the menu. Beneath the table, his feet are drumming against the seat like a little kid's, mood decidedly improved from this morning's rudeass awakening (although he does tack on two orders of spite-bacon by the time the waitress comes back with their drinks, ignoring the dirty look he gets from Kris).

Their food comes impressively fast -- the restaurant is fairly empty besides them, probably because it's a weekday and most people are at work or school or whatever it is normal people who aren't part of a mutant terrorist organization on a breakfast bro-date do. Selin drowns his plate in hot sauce and all three types of syrup on the table, before attacking with a speed that just barely falls under the radar for suspicious use of his power.

"Thith's tho awethom," he sighs around a mouthful of pancake, washing it down with half his orange juice at once. "We should do this every week."