simon is just wandering through the museum (money-free) trying to figure out how he got lost again when he was just here a few days ago?? awful.
anyway, he's working on finding his way out of the art section now, but pauses for a second to look at an oversized painting on one of the walls. man, this thing is gaudy as hell, it'd be crazy if someone wanted to hang this in their office or something.
Well, I'm an animal tamer for the circus, so I'd probably do an even worse job if I didn't like them, haha... But yeah, the dog just kind of reminds me a little of this one from like, a really long time ago.
[ anyway. ]
...Uh, he hasn't bothered you any, has he? The monkey, I mean, not the... dog, who isn't here.
[ me succumbing to a 503 last week and not realizing until days later that my tag never posted... ]
I dunno... how do you even make wings fancy?
[ blissfully unaware of those fucking chicken cylinders from chat...
he will also watch those people exit and suddenly look a little insecure about that idea, even though he's actually in a nice pink varsity cardigan and khaki pants from sears today, so he could be looking a lot worse (and usually does)! ]
I hope not??
[ something about the very concept of getting kicked out of a hooters for being the worst dressed person there is just horrifying.
he'll tentatively step inside and hold the door open... ]
Maybe you serve the sauce in a crystal cup? Or you like do the weird artful drizzle thing?
[ the insecurity of Not Belonging Somewhere Fancy is so real right now, but eiden is stubborn. as simon holds the door open, he takes it and gives him a firm nod and a look that says "don't worry!" the insecurity will have to wait until they've ordered their wings at least? ]
Anyways, who cares. We walk in like we belong here. Keep your head up, dude.
i'm so sorry, i don't understand what happened mr. lee was being so weird about letting people check him and nothing else made any sense either you don't have to reply to this or anything i just if i thought we'd end up voting for another innocent team i wouldn't have tried to defend myself so hard
gyuhyuk had his reasons for being weird, but we were trying. we were all trying to check him. all of us. and everyone still said we were covering for each other.
we weren't. none of us covered for each other. the proof was right there.
yeah, i know you were trying he was the only one who seemed suspicious to me and it was just so late when he finally agreed to it... i really wish they gave us more time to figure this stuff out especially with more than one case it wasn't fair at all
[ hm, he's not sure how much of a joke that was intended to be so it seems like it might be fucked up if he responds with a lol, even if he adds a sad face after it. ]
you think we'll find something out about what really happened?
[ eiden is just out here with a brand new hair color, resting his head on his arms as he just enjoys soaking in the hot spring. his clothes and shoes are neatly folded, a cute blue jumpsuit and some boots, and topper is just floating on his back like an otter with a little cloth on his tiny forehead. he looks at peace.
[ i kind of love alpha week for this man specifically tbh look at him. eiden just laughs a little at the shirt because didn't that come out when rang died? damn that's a memory. but he'll nod quickly and wait for him.
but yeah the water's hot. damn. ]
You'll get used to the heat. It takes a minute...
[ he grins ]
And, heh, thanks... I figured I'd cheer myself up a little bit and change things up...
but okay, okay, he lowers himself into the water... takes a deep breath, and exhales.
whew. it's nice — and way the hell better than being cold — but damn. it does indeed take him a minute to adjust, but then he relaxes and leans back against the edge of the spring, turning his head slightly as he looks over. ]
It's been a pretty rough couple of weeks, huh... I don't blame you.
[ he's just sitting over in the park under a tree. topper is just draped down on his good shoulder to anxiously groom at eiden's hair. when he sees simon he gives a wave with his good hand, the bandaged one just draped in his lap. ]
week 1, thursday
simon is just wandering through the museum (money-free) trying to figure out how he got lost again when he was just here a few days ago?? awful.
anyway, he's working on finding his way out of the art section now, but pauses for a second to look at an oversized painting on one of the walls. man, this thing is gaudy as hell, it'd be crazy if someone wanted to hang this in their office or something.
he kind of likes the dog, though. ]
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... Thought-provoking picture?
[ said as he slides into place beside him here in front of this weird-ass painting. ]
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O-oh, I just thought the dog was kind of cute.
...The rest is okay, I guess.
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You must really like animals, I mean, you've got a monkey. [ you never forget seeing the red-headed dude with a monkey. ]
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[ anyway. ]
...Uh, he hasn't bothered you any, has he? The monkey, I mean, not the... dog, who isn't here.
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week 3, tuesday
simon's just looking from the sign to the building like ??? ]
Do you think they still have wings...
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anyways, here they are at fancy hooters and eiden is just. truly trying not to laugh here as he watches some nicely-dressed people exit. ]
Oh yeah. They've gotta. [ what's a hooters without wings!! ] You think the wings will be extra fancy?
We don't have to be too dressed up to get in there, right?
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I dunno... how do you even make wings fancy?
[ blissfully unaware of those fucking chicken cylinders from chat...
he will also watch those people exit and suddenly look a little insecure about that idea, even though he's actually in a nice pink varsity cardigan and khaki pants from sears today, so he could be looking a lot worse (and usually does)! ]
I hope not??
[ something about the very concept of getting kicked out of a hooters for being the worst dressed person there is just horrifying.
he'll tentatively step inside and hold the door open... ]
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[ the insecurity of Not Belonging Somewhere Fancy is so real right now, but eiden is stubborn. as simon holds the door open, he takes it and gives him a firm nod and a look that says "don't worry!" the insecurity will have to wait until they've ordered their wings at least? ]
Anyways, who cares. We walk in like we belong here. Keep your head up, dude.
[ he winks. ]
We're gonna get fancy wings.
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[ nods... that makes sense, probably.
anyway, whether that confidence is totally genuine or not, it's kind of contagious, so. ]
Y-yeah! Let's do it!
[ he smiles and heads in!!
and then immediately gets what he feels would probably be a judgmental look from the shadow host if they had discernible faces, but it's fine.
anyway, they're actually getting (judgmentally) led back to a table instead of right back to the front door, so that's better than expected! ]
week 3, saturday... text.... sweats
mr. lee was being so weird about letting people check him
and nothing else made any sense either
you don't have to reply to this or anything i just
if i thought we'd end up voting for another innocent team
i wouldn't have tried to defend myself so hard
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we weren't. none of us covered for each other. the proof was right there.
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he was the only one who seemed suspicious to me
and it was just so late when he finally agreed to it...
i really wish they gave us more time to figure this stuff out
especially with more than one case
it wasn't fair at all
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was only a matter of time
tomorrow should be something though i guess
haha what a hot mess
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you think we'll find something out about what really happened?
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w5, monday
when he sees simon though, eiden gives a wave. ]
Hey! Wanna join us for a soak?
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anyway, simon's less slouchy and anxious than he usually looks, in a very fashionable (???) t-shirt and his usual rolled-up jeans. ]
Oh... yeah, why not! Uh, just give me a minute.
[ he'll go change out of his clothes quick and come back with a towel around his waist... and stick his toe in. yikes, that really is hot. ]
That's a good color on you. You get that done back at the salon?
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but yeah the water's hot. damn. ]
You'll get used to the heat. It takes a minute...
[ he grins ]
And, heh, thanks... I figured I'd cheer myself up a little bit and change things up...
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but okay, okay, he lowers himself into the water... takes a deep breath, and exhales.
whew. it's nice — and way the hell better than being cold — but damn. it does indeed take him a minute to adjust, but then he relaxes and leans back against the edge of the spring, turning his head slightly as he looks over. ]
It's been a pretty rough couple of weeks, huh... I don't blame you.
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[ just holding his head in his hands for a minute before turning fully to smile again. ]
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oh wow dw notifs help
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w5, thursday
Simon, hey.
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Hey... How're you doing? [ ... ] Didn't you just get shot yesterday too??
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[ his luck.......... ]
Absolute insanity. Think I'll pull through, though.
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[ in its mouth??? ]
...B-but that's good! I was worried.
[ sighs ]
I can't believe how many people came back hurt today... And now that we're short on healing power, too...
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[ he makes a face. ]
Yeah. It's getting harder. We can't really rely on always having someone around to heal at this rate.
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