baby kim catchall

[goldpeony]

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w0, post-trial

[goldpeony]

[Amazingly, he did not run for their room. Instead, he ran for the kitchen to try to scrub the blood off his arms and his hands.]

[oathic]

[well.

babo kim will follow him.]

[goldpeony]

[He pauses in trying to shrug out of the fancy black coat that looks like it got a good hemming.]

Who's there?!

[oathic]

Guess!

[goldpeony]

You! What do you want?!

w3, mon night

[goldpeony]

[If Babo Kim checks the astronomy tower, he can find Jin Ling there. The boy is bent over, peering through the end of one of the larger telescopes.

He stands straight up, however, when he hears movement coming in.]

Who's there?!

[oathic]

[a beat.]

Uh... it's me, your imaginary friend, Jin Ling!

[goldpeony]

[His face goes flat at the voice.]

BABO KIM!

[oathic]

Hehe. Got it in one!

[goldpeony]

What do you want?!

[Which is bold to ask in a place like this, but whatever. He thinks Babo Kim is here to annoy him.]

w5, tues evening

[goldpeony]

[Knock knock on the stupid joom door. :/

It's everyone's least favorite child, Jin Ling.]

[oathic]

[... well.

agni doesn't open the door (to be fair, he hasn't opened the door for anyone today, flopped in bed as he is), instead calling out—]

... Let me guess. Jin Ling?

[goldpeony]

Open it.

[His knocking was already rude sorta, but that's just how he is. There's a pause.]

Do you have the antidote for the curse with you?

[He thinks if he maybe says this loudly enough in the hall, Agni will panic for him to shut up open the door.]

[oathic]

[it's not even locked, but he's not about to say that now.]

No.

[goldpeony]

Why not?! [He sounds offended for some reason.] Aren't you going to stay up against the sleep curse? You have the flute.

w5, post trial

[goldpeony]

[our running gag is you never realizing that my characters end up being slightly admiring of yours ever very funny

He dances around the idea of even bothering to find Agni after everything, but then digs up the nerve to even if he sort of.

Appears, runs off, and wanders back again with the funeral banner carefully draped over his arms. Where is Agni, he is HERE.]

[oathic]

[in the garden, by the tramped sunflowers! wow i thought i submitted this tag]

[goldpeony]

[jan hates me

He races down to Agni, hopping up short a few feet away. He opens his mouth, shuts it. Does this a few times before he can get up the nerve again.]

...Thank you.

[oathic]

[... sorry, what?]

Um... Jin Ling, it's Agni here. Just so you know?

[he's pretty sure he's the last person jin ling should be thanking, given that he failed to protect ayabe.]

[goldpeony]

[His face looks confused somewhat.]

What...?

w6, friday

[goldpeony]

[Well, they're all stuck in a cabin in the middle of god knows where, so they're going to have to run into each other sometime. He looks a tad surprised to run into Agni, but not so bad (yet) that he runs away screaming.]

[oathic]

[...

well, agni still has the bandages over his eyes, so...]

... Who is this?

[goldpeony]

[He's still quiet for a moment, wondering if he should... just leave, but he has no reason to be dodgy.]

...Jin Ling. [A pause.] Why didn't you let someone heal you...?

[oathic]

Oh, Jin Ling? You're feeling better, huh? Hoti Asvins is pretty useful that way...

[he tilts his head.]

It's not something that really needs healing.

[goldpeony]

[He grunts his disapproval, but has nothing to say that Agni probably hasn't heard a bazillion times. And if he had been coherent, he would have said the same thing despite being near dead.]

Hoti Asvins...? What if we needed it later...? To help someone--the servants, or... Master Blue? She shouldn't have done that.