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Weekend 5...?
Weather: Clear skies all weekend
On Saturday, there’s nothing new or unusual. It seems like the wish granting has been put on hold, and your efforts can continue to go towards progressing the island more. With the museum, Able Sisters, the entertainment area, the garden and more, the amount of development Isle Sonrisa has gone through is crystal clear when you compare it to your first week here.
All seems to be normal. That is, until you decide to fall asleep.
Whenever you begin to dream, your dreams are very vivid and reminiscent of the time you all dreamt about your homes. This time, however, you see your fellow islanders around you. Everyone may look confused, trying to figure out where they are. And that’s entirely fair, because where you are now is a little different from the island you’re used to.
That power you felt earlier in the week feels strong, too. It feels natural. And when you channel your energy…
Those of you who had powers originally will feel them start to manifest. Every ability you had is coming back. They seem a little...dampened, though, like they aren’t the full extent of what you could do before. Those who did not have abilities before will start to feel in tune with whatever’s on their person, whether it be a shovel, a bug net, even a stack of apples… You’ll be able to use them in ways you couldn’t have before.
And maybe you’ll learn how to use that new ability soon, because someone is waiting on top of one of the ledges, staring down at all of you. And he is staring very, very intensely at you. A moment passes, and then he hops down...and swings his net at the nearest person.
Strangely, if the target is you, it doesn’t hurt. You feel the boink land, but it doesn’t hurt at all. Should you choose to retaliate, no matter what you do, the boy does not seem to be in pain either. Now’s the time to experiment with your newfound (or returning) abilities. Mess around with the environment, or go ham on one another! The strangest thing is that you will feel your energy draining the more you use your powers -- which is to be expected -- but the pain never really settles in.
Furthermore, there are no injuries or blood. In fact, every punch, every kick, every impact looks cartoonish!
The last notable thing is for Joonghyuk. If he looks up at the sky at any given moment, he’ll specifically see a shooting star fly across the sky. The wish to have strength is going a little haywire, but it’s certainly something, isn’t it?
As for Sunday, well… It’s worth mentioning that those abilities aren’t just a dream after all. In fact, you feel as though you can use them in real life, too, with the same effect -- the environment can be altered (for instance: super strength means you might be able to lift a tree with your bare hands, with some work) but there are no injuries or pain when you use them on others! … But the strange boy from that dream is nowhere to be found. Huh. Wonder what that was about...
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[ Hands reach up to lightly take hold of the other's front, tugging the fabric a little as he brings him closer with a knowing smile. He's going to be jumping subjects here a little bit but it's useful information to know. Wings flutter a little against his back. ]
First, can I ask you something? [ That's not exactly right. ] Rather.. I want to ask you to say something. A while back, in the kitchen.. [ Of course he's referring to their confession. His tail raises highly with seeming excited tail swishes. ] ..Can I hear it once more?
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[ Joonghyuk is taken aback by the suddenly ask, bewildered and somewhat placated in the confusion. His eyebrows stay knitted as he goes through their memories in the kitchen. Lots of cooking.
Oh. ]
Why are you being clingy? [ If only he had his blade, he would pull it out on him right now. His ears pin back as his tail whips back and forth. ] I love you.
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[ It's an actual inquiry. It doesn't need to be said. Hearing it once, should have been enough. But hearing it again... It hits him differently. Fingers twitch against the fabric and curl a little tighter.
His heart is racing despite having intentions on hearing it in the first place. As though he had been caught off guard even though he prepared for it. His gaze is mystified, just for a moment, until he blinks and uses it.
['Kim Dokja' has activated the use of ‘Lie Detection Lv… ]
[‘Lie Detection’ has confirmed ‘Yoo Joonghyuk's’ words as truth.]
..Ah. It wasn't as if Dokja doubted him (maybe a little), and he most certainly trusts him (not so much himself) but.. well, if Joonghyuk didn't hate him before, he will definitely hate him now. Even so, he continues on. ] Since that works, we shouldn't have any issue using it with Tom Nook. He doesn't seem like a capable liar so we'll be able to find something if he's hiding anything.
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Did Dokja just use Lie Detection? On his affirmation of love? Has he been doubting him this whole time—no, Dokja can't possibly doubt him so much. Still, the audacity of using Lie Detection............. He's pissed. ]
Kim Dokja.
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You can go ahead and hit me. [ Dokja won't stop him. Quite frankly, he deserves it. ]
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Why should I hit you?
[ Confess your sins. ]
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[ Just hit him already? It's obvious you want to? ]
Should I say it too? [ It won't make up for it, but Dokja won't have any issues in saying it and having Joonghyuk use Lie Detection as well. Then again, Dokja is probably the only asshole willing to do it in the first place. He likely won't ever get forgiven for it. ]
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You're dancing around the question.
[ Just tell him why you deserve to get punished? Don't just accept it and not answer his question, you little bitch. ]
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I used Lie Detection on your feelings. [ Not just that. ] "I love you."
[ So! Hit! Him! ]
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[ Who fucking does that? Who does that? Joonghyuk is still offended based on his lashing tail. Now that Dokja has dropped his hold on him, Joonghyuk takes his role. A hand reaches out for his waist and pulls him a little closer. ]
I should kill you.
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A surprised sound escapes him at the sudden grab but he doesn't dislodge himself from the grip, only cursing at the sudden race of his heart. He keeps his gaze leveled with his partner.]
I'd advise against that, I don't know how death works here.
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Are you saying if you did know, it would be fine?
[ Is that grip on his waist a little tighter and a bit more uncomfortable? Maybe. ]
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[ Maybe it is, but Dokja doesn't seem to react to it. He's use to Joonghyuk doing much worse than that. One hand raises to lightly rest against the other man's chest as his wings flutter briefly against his own back.
There's no need to be paranoid about that anymore. He really doesn't want to die. He can't exactly say 'sacrifice' since... well, it's what he's partly going to do back home. ] I meant what I said before. I don't intend to die, not anymore.
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[ Joonghyuk doesn't exactly wrap an arm around him... He only keeps that hand on the back of Dokja's waist, but lessens his grip. It's merely placed there as support. The warmth of someone's touch.
Quietly and carefully, he rests his head on Dokja's shoulder. Despite his size, he seems to have become smaller with the demeanor of a cat. ]
If only you weren't stupid enough to die by accident.
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It only happened once and it wasn't even intentional, much less my fault. [ Please, one accident and suddenly he's deemed to dying because of stupidity? ]
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However, Joonghyuk physically stills and freezes to the fingers combing through his hair. It's nice, but. He can feel the sun on his coat and the light trying to peek through his eyelids. ]
You're making me feel like a child.
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Because I'm touching your hair? [ It's a bit amusing. His hold grows a bit firmer, his hands linking together against that back with a hum. One of the wings curls around them like a half cocoon of feathers while he presses a little into his partner's shoulder as well. It's strange how comforting something like this is. Being able to just hold onto someone.
To hold onto Joonghyuk. For now he rests his forehead against the shoulder, nuzzling into it with a smile on his lips. Well, if he's complaining about it then.. ] I won't do it anymore if you don't want me to.
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She used to let him rest his head on her shoulder, then she would rub his back or run her fingers through his hair. It was hard for him then. It's still hard for him now. Sometimes, he missed that, but he has this instead. ]
... I didn't say I want you to stop.
[ He doesn't hate it. Okay, maybe he does a bit, but it isn't unpleasant. ]
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An ear closest flicks at sound of the words, tilting his head a little and holds the slightly taller man closer. With a hum he brings that earlier hand back up, tickling at first the ends of black hair until nails gingerly scratch up with a massaging touch. ]
Then I won't.
[ Remember, you gave him the go ahead, so he'll keep doing it. ]
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Maybe he'll take a nap like this. He trusts Dokja to protect him in case anything horrible happens. ]
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As of now he continues to thread fingers through hair over and over. Holding this warmth close to him, pair of feathered black wings blanketing his partner. Whether it's protectively or simply to shield him from the weather is up to debate.
They might make for a strange sight for anyone passing by but it's Fine. ]