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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)
asherdashery and we can set something up!
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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You think? I really don't have any natural aptitude for fighting. Trust me, I've done everything I can on my own. I've gotten a little better over time, but without items like the earrings...
[It's not a question of technique or skill. He held his own against Yoohyun during their match in the mindscape, without his garbage-ass real life body holding him back. As a C-rank in virtual reality, he took out quite a few high-rankers all on his own. But the frustrating truth remains: an F-rank is an F-rank. There are things his body just can't do, no matter how desperately he pushes it.
If five years' experience fighting everything the world throws at him can't improve his basic capability, what will?]
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That's a better look on him than the glum one. Bulat doesn't want to give him false hope, but what he can certainly give him is a considerable amount of effort. ]
You've tried what you can on your own, so try what you can do with someone else in the mix.
[ Not having a lifetime of internalizing the ranking and awakening system behind him, Bulat is under the impression that technique and skill are more of a problem here than they actually are. (Un)fortunately for Yoojin, he's also something of an expert in increasing physical strength. He looks up at the Everbloom - it's an emotion tree, yes? Sense his feelings here, lend him a hand with this. ]
Me, the martial arts kids, whatever you can wring out of the magic here. Anything you want to try, I'll back you up.
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He searches Bulat's face a moment longer, then smiles again, a touch slower and shyer, but no less warm for it.]
All right, then. As soon as my leg's better at bearing weight, I'll see what we can do.
[He breaks into a chuckle, smile broadening.]
Heheh. I'm not used to being on this side of the equation. Cindy offered to teach me some stuff, too.
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[ There's absolutely nothing shy about the grin Bulat breaks into. He looks like he's glowing under the soft rosy light. ]
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Hahaha, dude, what? That's the corniest thing I've ever heard.
[But Yoojin closes the slight distance he put between them--you know, to duck the head-petting--and bumps Bulat's arm with his elbow. The pinkness of his cheeks could be the result of any number of things: the strangeness of someone looking out for him, excitement to try something new, amusement at his goofy phrasing. But the fondness is definitely, 100% for Bulat.]