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[personal profile] polliwog 2024-03-08 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ yeah enjoy the last cameo by sidon's hand. anyway, he just scruffs the woman and leaves her in the hall, avoiding the glass as he tosses her out there. there's banging on the door from the other fellow, but he seems soundly trapped for now. rosamund is lively, though bleeding, which will have to do for now.

he'll walk over to help eunhyuk next, gently urging him to let up so he can get rid of dickja somewhere, scowling with all his own sharp teeth. ]


You won't be hunting here again.

[ —to his SWEET FRIENDS ): ] Look after each other, I'll get rid of these ones.

[ he'll go get rid of the trash somewhere so rosahyuk can kiss. ]
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[personal profile] pathematic 2024-03-08 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[sidon is gonna vore dokja.....

Eunhyuk is helped to his feet by sweet Sidon and then whisked away by the peerless Rosamund and wow, this is really great team work guys, most of his missions end with someone getting (redacted). He will run hand in hand with Rosamund towards the exit, trusting that she knows where they're going, because surely the back exit door will lead to an exit???? imagine i trapped us here with more people from our muselists,

but no, the door swings open to reveal a burst of fresh strihira air, the darkness outside a strict contrast to the pulsing lights of the club. Eunhyuk knows that just because they're outside doesn't mean they're actually safe, so he'll proceed further away from the club with Rosamund. Not too far though, so that Sidon can come out after his snackie.

Finally, once they catch their breath, Eunhyuk will turn to Rosamund, catching sight of the bite on her wrist --]


Let me see.

[he will not take no for an answer!!! he will bring her arm up so he can inspect the bite more closely,]
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[personal profile] polliwog 2024-03-10 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ getting back to this is the most hateful experience in my life

once he's done voring dokja, he'll come rendezvous with the two of them; what brief anger they've had the misfortune of seeing makes way for a rush of concern. ]


Both of you! Are you all right!?

[ fret fret fret ]