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01 🐣 HYJ: November Catch-all
((OOC: A general catch-all for stuff Yoojin's doing in November! There are four open prompts up here in the main post, closed prompts to come in the comments below. Want to do something with Yoojin, but the open prompts don't suit your fancy? Ping me in the game Discord or reach out on Plurk ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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You can find Yoojin's info here and his permissions here.))
A. Mr. Yoojin, All Contusions, How Does Your Garden Grow? (Everbloom's Greenhouse; from 11/3 onward)
[Yoojin came to Rosavelle with the express intent to relax and recuperate. Yet, after spending a mere 48 hours with neither kids nor kidnappings to deal with, he finds himself at loose ends, restless.
Thus, even though getting around is more difficult than he'd like on his crutches, Yoojin decides to spend the next few weeks slowly exploring the castle grounds.
The first place he visits is the first part of Rosavelle he saw: the Everbloom's greenhouse, lovely in its rose-tinted warmth. The garden plot Yoojin feels is connected to him is overall quite pretty. It isn't arranged with precision, but he still registers pleasing sort of harmony among the colors and shapes. The plants at the center are especially impressive, with flowers of azure blue, cerulean, orange, gold, and all shades of pink.
He smiles as he sets his crutches down and gingerly lowers himself to the ground. He lifts an azure bloom to examine it, then touches a cluster of the perky, tiny ocean-colored flowers that remind him of his ward.]
Hey, kiddos. I miss you. Hope you've all been eating well while I'm away.
[Which might sound a bit odd, from someone who believes the Princess's claim that time in their home worlds won't pass while they're here.
From then on, Yoojin makes it a habit to swing by the greenhouse every day to weed, water, and check for dead leaves and branches, often humming while he works, sometimes murmuring to himself. If he happens to say, "I love you," to a bunch of plants, well, haven't we all seen and heard weirder here already?
Once or twice, he can be found staring up at the Everbloom tree with a much harder expression to read on his face. He doesn't touch it. Eventually, he mumbles:]
So you're the Source of this place's magic, huh...
B. Hizzztory Homework (Amourian Library; whenever)
[Supposedly, the library has a copy of the history text Nadeshiko references in class. Supposedly, it can't have left the room; it's on reserve all month, for use only within the library itself. So where is it? Who stole it?!
One needn't look far for the thief. Snug as a bug in one of those "warm corner" reading nooks the staff has set up, Han Yoojin has clearly succumbed to the Blankie + Boring Book double-whammy combo. He's managed to curl up sideways in his armchair, completely burrito'd not only in the chair's throw blanket, but an oversized, hot pink knit cardigan that clearly doesn't belong in this world.
And he's hugging that history tome to his chest like a security stuffy. The corner of it sticks out of the blankets, poking him in the chin in a way that should be uncomfortable.
The shadows under Yoojin's eyes suggest he hasn't been sleeping well, even amidst this royal luxury. On the other hand, it's his sneepy face today or Nadeshiko's temper tomorrow. Choose Wisely.]
C. Coo Coo (At the base of the Lilac Couriers' Loft; latter half of the month)
[Yoojin's kitted out in a whole hot pink ensemble on top of his castle clothes: knitted cap, mittens, long cardigan, even longer scarf. It must keep him warm and cozy, because he doesn't shiver in the slightest even as his breath mists out in front of him. He watches the messenger doves come and go from the top of the watchtower above, winging expertly amongst the ribbons and charms, cooing and fluttering.
He sighs eventually and drops his gaze, then starts when he notices someone else nearby.]
Oh! ...Hi!
[He covers up his surprise with an awkward smile, turning on his crutches.]
They're cute, aren't they? The doves.
D. A Spritely Sort (Barracks Courtyard; 11/25)
[Speaking of cute: frost sprites. Look at them, they're so little! A handful of them have gathered around Yoojin, who's sitting on a bench in the barracks' shared courtyard, picking off flakes of pastry from a sugar-crusted, danish-looking thing in his lap. A couple sprites are brave enough to dart in and take the crumbs directly from his hand. He grins as he watches them, singing some silly thing he's clearly making up on the spot.]
♪♬ You're little frost sprites, yes, you are
Zipping around, near and far
Have some snacks on me, they're free... ♫♩
[He looks up. Locks eyes. Oh no. You're in this together now. His smile widens even further.]
Help me get these kiddos to the Everbloom tree~! ♬♫♩
You can find Yoojin's info here and his permissions here.))
A. Mr. Yoojin, All Contusions, How Does Your Garden Grow? (Everbloom's Greenhouse; from 11/3 onward)
[Yoojin came to Rosavelle with the express intent to relax and recuperate. Yet, after spending a mere 48 hours with neither kids nor kidnappings to deal with, he finds himself at loose ends, restless.
Thus, even though getting around is more difficult than he'd like on his crutches, Yoojin decides to spend the next few weeks slowly exploring the castle grounds.
The first place he visits is the first part of Rosavelle he saw: the Everbloom's greenhouse, lovely in its rose-tinted warmth. The garden plot Yoojin feels is connected to him is overall quite pretty. It isn't arranged with precision, but he still registers pleasing sort of harmony among the colors and shapes. The plants at the center are especially impressive, with flowers of azure blue, cerulean, orange, gold, and all shades of pink.
He smiles as he sets his crutches down and gingerly lowers himself to the ground. He lifts an azure bloom to examine it, then touches a cluster of the perky, tiny ocean-colored flowers that remind him of his ward.]
Hey, kiddos. I miss you. Hope you've all been eating well while I'm away.
[Which might sound a bit odd, from someone who believes the Princess's claim that time in their home worlds won't pass while they're here.
From then on, Yoojin makes it a habit to swing by the greenhouse every day to weed, water, and check for dead leaves and branches, often humming while he works, sometimes murmuring to himself. If he happens to say, "I love you," to a bunch of plants, well, haven't we all seen and heard weirder here already?
Once or twice, he can be found staring up at the Everbloom tree with a much harder expression to read on his face. He doesn't touch it. Eventually, he mumbles:]
So you're the Source of this place's magic, huh...
B. Hizzztory Homework (Amourian Library; whenever)
[Supposedly, the library has a copy of the history text Nadeshiko references in class. Supposedly, it can't have left the room; it's on reserve all month, for use only within the library itself. So where is it? Who stole it?!
One needn't look far for the thief. Snug as a bug in one of those "warm corner" reading nooks the staff has set up, Han Yoojin has clearly succumbed to the Blankie + Boring Book double-whammy combo. He's managed to curl up sideways in his armchair, completely burrito'd not only in the chair's throw blanket, but an oversized, hot pink knit cardigan that clearly doesn't belong in this world.
And he's hugging that history tome to his chest like a security stuffy. The corner of it sticks out of the blankets, poking him in the chin in a way that should be uncomfortable.
The shadows under Yoojin's eyes suggest he hasn't been sleeping well, even amidst this royal luxury. On the other hand, it's his sneepy face today or Nadeshiko's temper tomorrow. Choose Wisely.]
C. Coo Coo (At the base of the Lilac Couriers' Loft; latter half of the month)
[Yoojin's kitted out in a whole hot pink ensemble on top of his castle clothes: knitted cap, mittens, long cardigan, even longer scarf. It must keep him warm and cozy, because he doesn't shiver in the slightest even as his breath mists out in front of him. He watches the messenger doves come and go from the top of the watchtower above, winging expertly amongst the ribbons and charms, cooing and fluttering.
He sighs eventually and drops his gaze, then starts when he notices someone else nearby.]
Oh! ...Hi!
[He covers up his surprise with an awkward smile, turning on his crutches.]
They're cute, aren't they? The doves.
D. A Spritely Sort (Barracks Courtyard; 11/25)
[Speaking of cute: frost sprites. Look at them, they're so little! A handful of them have gathered around Yoojin, who's sitting on a bench in the barracks' shared courtyard, picking off flakes of pastry from a sugar-crusted, danish-looking thing in his lap. A couple sprites are brave enough to dart in and take the crumbs directly from his hand. He grins as he watches them, singing some silly thing he's clearly making up on the spot.]
♪♬ You're little frost sprites, yes, you are
Zipping around, near and far
Have some snacks on me, they're free... ♫♩
[He looks up. Locks eyes. Oh no. You're in this together now. His smile widens even further.]
Help me get these kiddos to the Everbloom tree~! ♬♫♩
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Time to pretend he saw nothing, business as usual!]
Meanwhile--
I take it you're not from Sheldar, either?
[For a moment, he pauses, and his eyes make a certain telltale flick to the side that Yoojin would probably recognize if he ever looked in a mirror while using his skill.]
[There's a pause. One eye turns red for a second.]
... And there's. four of you?
You're linked to dragons!?
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Wait. What.]
What do you mean, four--
?!
[Dragons? Shit, the kids. Yoojin scrambles to rise, but forgets about his leg in the momentary panic. He bites off a yelp when he puts weight on it, manages not to hit the floor so hard he hurts himself, and skitters back on his hands and butt like a crab. Then he curls one arm up in front of his chest, as if to shield his heart from view.]
Don't--don't peek at a guy you just met with invasive magic skills!
[He hisses, not wanting to draw the healers' attention, face flushed hot for some reason. His own SS-rank hypocrisy, probably.]
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[He pauses.]
I, uh. I got granted a boon by the queen of the fairies back home.
Ever since I get a little dossier whenever I start an interview.
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[Wait. A dossier? Kind of like the status window he sees using the Twig skill? Then is it a skill? Could it be that "interview" is a technical term the way "custody" is for him? Then is it...?]
Managerial Fairy King... like at an office? That kind of manager?
[Yoojin has not, for the record, relaxed.]
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your one word job title is 'caretaker'.
There were three other dossiers that popped up at the same time. Two of them went off the charts on 'manual labor', something I've only seen out of myself.
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Because you're linked to a dragon. A symbiotic relationship, is that it?
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... Same trick?
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[Also, Yoojin's eyes don't change color, which is convenient for him. Too many people have noticed his using skills even without giveaway tells like that. He finally, slowly puts his arm down.]
That's what it says your species is. "Human/dragon symbiosis." I've never seen that before.
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... Captain Zeno called them 'hallucinations'. Elyon and Bosch learned better, I suppose. Good to know there's physical evidence aside me being able to, uh, "dive", I guess I'd call it?
[He does not, in fact, elaborate further, though he does continue to ramble:]
maybe that's why the healers are insisting I eat more...
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Uh, you should definitely eat more, regardless of whether or not you have a friendly dragon parasite that needs more calories than you. Dude, you're a stick. Small, light meals, multiple times a day. Don't stuff yourself sick. Just eat.
[And people nag Yoojin to take care of himself and eat better. Sheesh.
Sighing, he laboriously picks himself back up and hops to where he was sitting before.]
Back to the topic at hand, I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell people here about that skill of mine--or about the, uh. The kids. [He touches his chest again.] I won't say anything about what you've got going on, either... but if that's not a good enough deal, tell me what you want in exchange.
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... Though if all the food here's as good as it is in hospital, maybe I should keep that as a last resort.
[He listens to the rest, nods, seriously.
I don't really see any reason to, as long as they're not about to wreak havoc on wherever we've ended up.
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[He doesn't know what Hychee chowder is, but from the look of this guy, he's willing to bet money on that. His own money, even.]
No, no, the kids aren't--they're fine. Two of them aren't... ready to come out yet, anyway.
[He's actually deeply curious about what might have shown up on Ryu's dossiers, but he doesn't want to give away his own ignorance on the matter. Most people wouldn't be comfy with the possibility of a couple completely unknown monsters suddenly spawning out of a guy.]
And Changeling is... he's a good child. He still needs a lot of sleep, anyway. He won't cause trouble.
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[Him and the local constabulary are... unlikely to be chummy in the near future.]
... I'm still left wondering what the catch is.
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[Zeno wasn't wrong about it slowly killing him, huh?]
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Mmm, well... don't worry about it for now, okay? You're not alone in wondering, but right now, your job is to rest up and get healthy. Let other people sniff around.
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... Thanks for talking to me. It's not like I've never been alone, but...
[Being alone in a hospital sucks.]
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[That's not him reading minds (or brackets). That's just Yoojin's exact sentiment.]
It looks like I'll be coming and going for treatment for a while, so as long as you're stuck here, I'll pop in to visit. How's that sound?
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I'd like that.
... And. Thanks again.
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Sure thing. You're welcome, buddy.