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@themaryiestsuetoeversue from x
Morennil gave a single chuckle. âOh, Iâm the only one free,â he repeated, hissing out every word Noir told him. âI have had it up to here--â He lifted his hand far above his head. âWith your bullshit.â For a moment, tears seemed to well up in the corners of his eyes.
He tossed a couple gold to the youngest brother. âV, go find some broth or whatever.â His eye turned to Noir as Vyth ran outside. âOh, and if you could go grab a room divider while youâre out there, thatâd be great.â He gave her an artificial smile that might as well have been a condescending sneer, then ventured into the back room.Â
âSo,â he started. âIâm not exactly what you expected, am I?â Whenever Poppy decided she was done with the chamberpot, heâd find a spare barrel and have Vyth replace that container later, because they were going to need to burn it. âFirst rule in Prouzagt, something it doesnât take a genius to figure out, you quarantine the damn sick. Second rule, you catch disease from shite. So you donât use the community pot anymore. Got it?â He noisily slid the spare barrel next to her bed.
He plopped his ass down on Nadalâs bed and huffed, his eye on the sick team member.
âThe only one free...â He repeated the words again under his breath. âYou probably wanted Nadal,â he mused. âHeâs the one with all the cleric training. And hey, youâre fucking him, so you can be guaranteed a good bedside manner. Or, failing that, bet youâd love it if Vyth was here. Instead of me. Sure, he doesnât know shit about sickness and heâd run around like a headless chicken, but heâd be nice, wouldnât he?â He momentarily looked down at the wooden floor and mumbled, âSorry to disappoint you.â
âfocus
@rkyeriâ
in light of everything theyâve been told lately, everything theyâve been assigned, it seems like thereâs light at the end of the tunnel theyâd been living in for the past few months. while preparing for a comeback (though audrey calls it more of a âre-debutâ than comeback, and sheâs sure the other girls would agree) is exciting on its own, they also get to film a commercial, which is one step further towards actually getting recognized in the first place.Â
itâs nothing special, and not too unlike their kt rookies teaser films or the mv filming they did for debut, but the excitement doesnât fade. better yet, they didnât really have to go anywhere, and they still got their makeup done for them in techniques that audrey was still trying to learn. as they stand around waiting for more direction, she elbows yeri gently, a teasing grin already present, âi bet this will be the last time we see other people for weeks, huh?â she hints playfully, because if anything, what they had been promised was a busy schedule, which is what theyâd all been hoping for from the start- the opportunity to prove themselves capable of it all.Â
â¨- a sign
{ backdate - july 9th }
change is something sooyoung has always tried to embrace in spite of any circumstance, even if she'd rather have her hair permanently long and light brown for anything kt-promotional related than deal with something as life altering as moving. it's a foreign concept to her, living with anyone that she wasn't related to, and a part of wonders if the variances in their personalities would serve each of them well as roommates or if they would clash like she had heard about from so many ex-roommate pairs.
still though, sooyoung figures that it's better to get moving over with as soon as possible, and by the time that the ninth rolls around, she's more than a little relieved to find that tiffany must have had the same line of thinking. the evening of, sooyoung finds herself lounging on the couch as her eyes wander, before looking over to tiffany. everything still feels a little bit like a fever dream, and she wonders if she's the only one that feels this way. they're the only two in the dorm, and despite their penchant for not being afraid to goof around with each other, tiffany is the only person she trusts enough to confess real feelings to. "fanyfany~" she laughs a little somberly, "did you ever think we'd really get to this point?"
stage whisper-;
@rkyeri
audreyâs stage fright is something sheâs blissfully ignored (and failed to mention to anyone) for a long time now; they havenât really been on stage, at least audrey hasnât, since the mgas, so she hasnât worried about it. but the day of their debut is here, and so are the pangs of nausea that come from her anxiety over it.Â
fake it until you make it, she thinks as she takes tiny sips from her water bottle backstage. it feels like sheâs doing okay so far, excluding the shakiness in her hands and general jumpiness every time someone talks to her, but the idea that this was official, that debut was happening, didnât do much to quell it.Â
âyeri-ah,â she sits next to the younger on the couch, âare you nervous? weâre going to do well, right?â

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Four large, wooden wheels laid on the ground next to a pile of detached planks. A saw made its jagged scrapes against wood. A small piece of scrap clattered into a pile of the same.
Nadal measured out one of the longer planks against the back of the closed cart, then painted with a dab of ink that closely matched their cartâs maroon.
Morennil raised both eyebrows at the sight. âHm. How about I play you a little working song~?â He let out a barking laugh, but grabbed his looted lute and played a jaunty tune-- note by note, but much quicker now that he had a finger on each needed string to mirror the fingered notes his other hand made.
âwhispers
@rkjennie
itâs not unusual to be up at any (and sometimes all) hours of the night when under stress. itâs definitely not something thatâs recommended, especially for idols, but in audreyâs mind, being an idol right now is to be debated. thatâs part of what keeps her awake lately, still a mixture of guilt and sheer boredom that keep her idly walking around the living areas of the dorm, or even the building that the dorms were housed in.Â
most nights, she just sits in the main area and reads, too tired (unmotivated, rather) to do much else, especially without any connection to the outside world. it was silly to feel so attached to her phone, but until she didnât have it, she never realized just how isolated the girls were, and it sucked. tonight, sheâs trying to âsneakâ back into the dorm without waking the other girls, having decided that maybe the solution to getting out of a slump would be to physically push herself- lack of sleep excluded.Â
however tonight, the door closes just a little louder than it has before, causing a quiet curse to escape. when she turns around to remove her shoes, she notices movement in her peripheral vision- the figure small, but not quite yeri or ariel, and the dim light of the one lamp she left on isnât enough to make out who she may have woken up. âshoot, iâm so sorry. did i wake you? i swear the door is quieter usually...â