The city is at war - Private with DeadEyes

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    ( Sorry for the late reply! I realised there was holiday homework I hadn't done for Monday, so I've been getting through it today so that I can be free on the weekend. On the plus side, I've done it, on the downside, it took me a while to get back to this!! )


    Darius wasn't so much someone who had a particular passion for food. Sure, he liked food, and he adored Korean food, because it was essentially a piece of home he had brought with him, but American food (in his own honest opinion) was really plain. By that he meant 'it doesn't have enough spice to kill a man'.


    "It's the national dish of Korea. If you go a week without kimchi, and you grew up in Korea, there's something wrong. That's how important it is over there-" he replied, considering telling the other that kimchi is essentially fermented lettuce in spices, but that doesn't sound nice does it? "-and I'm not telling you what's in it. But if you find a Korean market around here, let me know. I could make some." he offered, as he assumed kimchi wasn't going to be in your average American supermarket, but he knew that Asian neighbourhoods were in every city, and all of them had their own little markets, right?

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    Haha its all gravy, it happens! And aw yeah man, good to be back!


    IC:
    He nodded, smiling, "Hey, as long as you don't try to spike it or anything so you could overtake a position, I'm good with trying it." He said happily, before feeling the wall slightly, and turning down a fairly new passageway. "If, or I should probably say when, you get into the group, you're gonna have to learn about all our little signals. It's practically another written and signaled language. It's one of the first task many are assigned here."


    He kept running his hand along the wall, closing his eyes since it was just so dark, they wouldn't be any use. "It's not all too hard to learn, but a lot of recruits need to stick with an assigned senior. It's more of who needs work in what areas, I deal strongly with the technology, stealth and what we always joke around and call the positions side. Mainly just different gasses and drugs, but it works." David stopped, and looked around.
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    "Learning a new language doesn't sound too bad. I'm already fluent in two, passable in another two." Darius replied. He wasn't bragging, per se, for someone who was of Korean and Chinese ancestry, those two were essential, though his Korean was markedly better than his Chinese due to living there most of the time. English was what most deals were spoken in, so that was an essential to know fluently, and it was probably best if you don't talk to him about Japanese. He hadn't spoken much Japanese in upwards of two years, which most certainly meant that his skills were rusty.


    Learning multiple languages had simply been a fact of life, having grown up in a household where Hangul and Mandarin were often switched in written notes, it was essential to be able to figure them out. He was even guilty of doing this himself, being able to encode notes very effectively with a mix of different scripts that would seem like nonsense at a glance, especially in a country such as America.


    He picked up the comment about potions, but didn't mention anything about it. He assumed he'd get to know more in time if he really needed to. Plus, he was more of a weapons and demolition expert himself - drugs just hadn't been his poison, so to speak.

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    IC:
    He let out a soft hum in thought, "Oh, right." Chuckling, he set off once more, the tunnel had led to an opening. "You'll have to ignore the smell once more. Sometimes, we hold these huge torments, and well... Some are still recovering." Their gang was well known to invite rivals, allies, and even the public to watch and compete in some rather deadly tournaments. Of course, they tried not make sure no one died, but that wasn't the easiest thing to accomplish. "Might want to stay close, it's always hardest to move around in here with how open it is." He muttered with a slight bitterness to his tone.


    Grabbing the shorter male's hand, whether he offered or not, started to lead him carefully through. The place had been built so weirdly, that it was practically impossible to navigate without any lights. When they did reach another opening, he smiled, squeezing the hand slightly without meaning too, "We should be there super soon." It wasn't long until they came to another cover, and he pushed it off, climbing out and smiling at their hideout. It wasn't anything fancy, an old power plant a little ways from the city. A few people stood on the outside, either smoking or enjoying the cool night breeze.
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    ( yeah man, sorry about that. I'll see if I can post today/tonight? Considering I now have my muse back it should be p easy, but I have end of year exams starting in 3 weeks (I'm at the end of my junior year in american equivalent, I think?) so I gotta revise a ton.


    So if I can't get around to posting for a while occasionally, that's why. )

    [font='Comic Sans MS, cursive'][size=9][color=#ADD8E6]//nah its cool, finals are creeping up on me as well. But don't sweat or anything about it, I also kinda like to bump threads to make sure they don't close (although I think they changed that) But good luck with your finals when you do 'em.

    ( Ah, thanks, and good luck to you as well!! Yeah, my parents are expecting A's p much across the board, so i'm stressing. I'll probs have time to post tonight though, Wednesdays are my 'break' day, along with Sundays, until study leave starts. )

    ( Yeah, I get ya. I'm trying hard but trying not to stress myself out abt it ( i mean we're getting a puppy so i just need to sit in the same room as Audrey & I'm good.) and we have two dogs and a cat already (can you tell we're animal people yet??).


    If you want I can send pictures of the animals bcs I love them a lot & will gush about them forever if I could?? )

    //all the luck to ya abt not stressing out! and hell yeah send me the picks of your doggos and cat.
    If I had a picture saved, I'd send you a pic of my own dog spooning with the cat and chicken. But I will gladly gush over animals with you.

    Doggo are goldendoodles, and we breed them, so there's usually pups in our house every year (which is why we've got our new pup, Audrey, because when she's big, we would be the one of the only Irish Setter breeders on the mainland uk). So we do love our dogs!!


    Marcoroni is a ragdoll cat & he's v lazy and he sleeps all day, then goes out at night. He also doesn't know how to use a cat flap & meows at the front door at 6am every morning (because he knows that's when I get up) to get inside.


    We also have a pony?? I don't have photos of her tho, she's my sister's.

    duuude that's so awesome, our family doesn't have the time/motivation to breed dogs or anything. (That's also wickedly awesome!) We used to have indoor cats, but then my sis left for the AF. Yeah, my sisters have horses, by I have a lizard, and market ducks, which I'm excited to get b/c I get them super soon.

    Yeah, I do love the pups!! We get to name them & there's a naming theme for each litter (which can get a bit weird).


    Also I just burst out laughing on the bus because the radio signal is terrible and the only thing I heard for sure, on BBC radio 2 was 'so pineapples are bisexual hermaphrodites?' And I don't ever want the context for that because it"s hilarious on it's own.


    And that's so cool! We haven't got any birds (but I love falcons, I would get into falconry if I could), and lizards/snakes are too freaky for us, we prefer animals with fur.

    //Oooooo do share! And Y E S that's awesome. Whenever I get static, it's always just white noise, nothing funny, and that's pretty cool you guys still get to have a bus system.
    That would be such a badass conversation.
    "What do you raise?"
    "Falcons."

    ( Yeah, Wales is great for education. The grants are higher so you're in less debt, prescriptions are free, and buses are also free (saves me soooo much money)


    Okay so pup naming system...

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    And finally, I'm home, with muse enough to post!! )


    Darius was used enough to the smell of blood that when the smell of copper or iron (and a certain feel to the air that came with it) hit, he wasn't too bothered. What did unnerve him was that he was relying on a stranger to pull him through the near pitch darkness. He was well-adjusted to fighting, outright trained for it, even, so he figured that he could try his hand at it, but he had to get into the gang first.


    The statement about almost being there seemed like it was trying to be reassuring, which was actually really cute. Darius had to stop himself there, because he'd had this internal dilemma earlier: no flirting, even if he is a chaotic bisexual who will naturally flirt with just about everyone, no matter how awkwardly. Fresh air was a welcome break from the dampness and smell of the sewer system, though, and it was even far away enough from the city that Darius could see a few stars in the night sky. Rather pretty really, the base didn't look like much, but he probably shouldn't judge it on external appearance. This was one of the more formidable gangs in the area, after all, he was sure it wouldn't be quite so run down on the inside.


    After making his way out of the passage, he gestured towards the old power plant. "Lead on then, boss." he said, the 'boss' was more of a joking thing than anything, but he was aware that David was going to be higher up in the hierarchy than him for a while; considerably so after only just joining.

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    ahhh that sounds wickedly awesome. Wish prescriptions were at least cheaper here, make having anxiety less worry some ah. But the pup naming system is awesome, the fact y'all did Salad Fingers, y e s.


    IC:
    David raised an eyebrow at the nickname, and merely smirked. Whether it was a try to get some extra brownie points or a joke, he couldn't help but find it funny. He led the other through the old doors, waving to a few who stood on the outside before walking in. It was much nicer inside, built much like a military facility. As they walked along, he tapped the wall slightly, "It's not to hard to navigate around here. Everyone sleeps downstairs, training is ground level, and rec rooms and such are upstairs. I will warn you though, some of the rooms are closed depending on your count."


    Starting to lead the other upstairs, he spoke again, "Count is what we call our little point system. It ranges from successful kills, barging, thievery, the list goes on. Most don't take part in the count though, mainly since it demands that if you move up, you gotta go against whoever is in charge in that certain section. I'm not in charge of any section, but I'm like a second in command over plans, sometimes we do group raids, and you'll more the likely find me working on plans." When they reached the top, he trotted over to the first door way, and walked in. Flipping on a switch David started to look through some of the cabinets, leaning down, "We usually kinda throw whatever into the drawers and everything. It's not mandatory to stock up, but it is asked..." He said trailing off as he decided on whoever had left some fruit snacks (only the manliest of men eat fruit snacks).
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    ( Yeah, I get you, we used to live in England, and it actually makes a massive difference to get my sister's anxiety meds through the Welsh NHS rather than English. And we're thinking Shakespeare characters for the next litter! My favs would probably be; Viola, Sebastian (don't tell me you can't call a dog Sebby), and Hamlet (I will call a dog Ham before I die).

    also this is cute

    )


    The explanation about the count-point-things was clear enough, but one thing baffled him. "you mean to say that some people join and just... Stay? In one place?" he asked, obviously at least a little confused. Why would they be content with staying at the bottom of the dog pile? He just couldn't fathom it, honestly, that probably made clear the extent of his own ambition. He couldn't really help that he had been raised to aspire to be a ruthless, ambitious leader now, could he?