FLOOR 4 ROOM 5

[lighthaus]

Khun Aguero Agnis

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Room Decor

* bed, always meticulously made * table with two chairs, vase of fresh purple flowers (the type varies) and a chessboard * desk and chair with various books from the library, neatly stacked * a curious arrangement of seemingly random items that seem to never be in the same spot they were before: > bag of blue marbles, a blue rock, a bottle made of blue glass * a light woodsy fragrance with notes of water scents the room * enough haircare products to make up a counter at sephora in his bathroom

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I'm forcing them to become shopping buddies, ganba

[shadowkin]

You know, I'm glad the elevator's so convenient it can go between worlds and also between countries? Wouldn't have wanted to walk for two days -- [note: exaggeration] --or cry to the spirits just to go shopping.

[Like, how lame would it be...... sometimes he forgets about the ridiculous distances that happen when you don't have public transportation that isn't purely magic-based or private carriages or whatever. Cid definitely would have mooched a ride off anybody with a proper broom if he could, but in the absence of that the elevator is a fascinating discovery.



It's just too bad that no matter how many times he rides it, he can't figure out how it works or whether he should kick it in order to go back where he came from. Honestly it's a good thing Khun came along or he'd still be on his 52nd elevator ride back in the wizard barracks (they're not barracks).

So, in gratitude(???), they can do most of Khun's shopping first. It's not like Cid has huge priorities in that direction.]

Mmm, but this is less selection than I thought for a big country capital... You said you were looking for more fashionable stuff...?

[lighthaus]

[ not me math lady meme'ing in my head because i do not think countries exist in tower of god... but khun is nodding along anyway with an easy smile. he takes a second to get his bearings when they hit the market, looking at all the stalls. ]

Among other things. We've gotta look the part, right? [ actually he's more concerned about hair products, but right now he's more keen on getting cid to elaborate about a "big country capital". ]

Were you expecting something more grand?

nebulous time post-bath thread

[foresightis2020]

[ Well, hope Khun wasn't up to anything today because he is getting a le knock on his door.

Open sesame? ]

[lighthaus]

[ that's the trick, khun's always up to something. he answers pretty promptly. ]

Hey there. I was wondering when you were going to stop by. [ come in, come in, khun steps aside to let jing yuan into his humble abode. well it's not humble if you have an eye for what's expensive and what's not, but still.

the decor is minimalist, very white and modern with sharp edges. aside from the bed which is immaculately made, there is a table with two chairs, and a desk with a dried flower arrangement on top. there's a pleasant scent in the room, floral and woodsy. ]

week 3, after attempted beheadings

[positivize]

[Anyways, that sure was a mess! Once Mika's stable and people have started to disperse from the courtyard, Maya will make her way over to Khun's room. The last she saw of him was when Kurapika was separating him from Ginger, so realistically speaking she doesn't even know if he's back at his room or not. Nevertheless, she figures it's worth a try--broken ribs are nothing to scoff at, so she's assuming he wouldn't be keen on running around the manor unless absolutely necessary.

So there's a couple of knocks at his door, once she gets there.]

Khun-san? Are you in?

[lighthaus]

[ The door opens somewhat quickly though not exactly speedy, which probably isn't a surprise given his injuries. He honestly wasn't expecting many visitors besides perhaps one, but that doesn't stop him from greeting her with a smile like this is any other night. ]

Of course. I want Ginger to be able to find me. [ He waves her in like that was a completely normal thing to say. The style of his room is minimalistic, with a bed, a desk, two chairs, and a small table that has dried flowers on it.

In the time since the Disaster he's washed up and changed into a loose t-shirt and shorts, the most casual wear she's ever seen on him. His hair is up in a simple low ponytail, swept away from his face. ]

week 3, post-khun and mika's wild ride

[annihilator]

[It takes a little while for Malice to seek Khun out - partially for the adrenaline to wear off, and partially to get changed out of his bloody clothes. At least it was vampire blood, otherwise he'd just be hungry? But ugh.

Anyway, meeting with Khun is important because he really wants to know what happened. While Malice is still wearing his clawed arm, he has no intention of attacking Khun. He knocks on the door and then speaks up:]

Hey, it's Malice. I ain't here to pick a fight, just gotta couple'a questions for you.

[lighthaus]

[ Malice doesn't have to wait too long for Khun to answer, opening the door in a loose t-shirt and shorts. His hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, away from his face. He waves him in. ]

If you tell me that from the start, it takes all the fun out of it. [ In addition to the smile he's sporting, his words have emotion to them again. ]

week 3, after all of That

[revengier]

[ Kurapika figures that Khun wants to be left alone for a while, so he waits until he feels like enough time has passed, eventually knocking on Khun's door sometime after Maya has left and healed him up.

Despite how much Khun makes him roll his eyes, Kurapika does think of him as someone that could become a friend, so... here he is.

Besides, he literally shares a wall with Khun. He can't just leave him alone here. ]

It's Kurapika.

[lighthaus]

[ a khun having a potential friend? even that would be enough to give his old instructor a chuckle, despite what happened with his first friend. but they aren't in the Tower, so no one really knows what to expect from him, at least before this evening. or most people didn't, with kurapika being one of the rare exceptions.

khun answers in casual loungewear, comfy oversized t-shirt and cotton shorts. his hair is down too, pulled back simply and away from his face. mostly he just looks tired and he doesn't bother to dredge up a smile for someone who can call him out on when his acting isn't up to snuff, because right now, it really isn't. ]

I should hire a butler. [ moving aside to let him in. ] Don't tell me that you're worried about me.

[ that does have a little smile to it, because some parts of him truly can't quit. ]

week 3, post almost beheadings

[foresightis2020]

[ Jing Yuan is exhausted, but he makes an immediate beeline for Khun's room. He does feel slightly responsible for ensuring what happened never occurs again and ignorance will not serve him well.

He has spoken to him more than Mika, at any rate. Le knock a knock knock, fellow Westie. ]

It's Jing Yuan. May we speak?

[ Usually he is a bit lazy in announcing himself but this is different. ]

[lighthaus]

[ it takes a moment or two for khun to answer the door, dressed in an over sized t-shirt and simple cotton shorts, hair damp. the vampire has been washed off of him, thankfully. ]

You made it out alive. [ he says it with a small smile he has no right to be wearing, but despite that asshole-ish remark, khun beckons his fellow Westie in. ]

post The Incident

[1145pm]

[ Good morning, Khun! Tired of visitors yet? ]

Khun. Are you in?

[ It's Tatara. He doesn't knock. Instead, he goes for the door knob to turn, and will gently push the door open if it's unlocked. Let him in!! ]

[lighthaus]

[ he's definitely tired but after the first two he's come to expect that this is his reality, even if he doesn't completely understand it. not that he's making this any easier on himself, because the door is definitely locked. it takes him a few seconds to open it, and tatara will be able to feel the hum of magic before he does, though it dissipates by the time he sees khun. ]

Don't do that. [ if it sounds like there's more to that sentence there is, an unvoiced killing intent that's slowly fading away. he'll close the door once he's in, locking it.

a very warm welcome to his room! his bed is made, though it looks like he was laying on it judging by the creases in the comforter. there's two chairs, a desk, and a small table. the aesthetic is modern and minimalistic, a vase of dried flowers the only warmth in the room, though there is a pleasant scent: woodsy and floral. khun remains standing for now, dressed in a casual oversized t-shirt and cotton shorts, hair pulled back. ]

a murder has occured

[lighthaus]

[ hey yamato, have you seen musashi lately? ]

[dadsandals]

[ ...Good question. Huh. Where did he go?

Yamato's first thought is to check if he's in the hallway. Fourth floor hallway, to be exact. ]

probably before east mission, around camcorder, we'll figure it out

[1145pm]

[ As with a lot of things between them (the dating, the gay chicken kisses, etc), a joke becomes reality, and that's how Khun and Tatara have found themselves here, in this desert oasis in the southern reaches of the Central Country.

It's late spring already, but it feels like summer down here. Tatara looks like he's dressed more for the beach than for the desert, with his pink linen shorts and floral-pattern shirt and big, floppy woven hat. Did he remember sunscreen? Is he going to burn? Do they even have sunscreen? The mysteries continue.

The market is lined with colorful stalls, selling all sorts of different kinds of trinkets, items, and food. Tatara's eyes dart from place to place, and though there are plenty of times he almost gets drawn in by one figurine or rug merchant or another, he keeps himself on task. ]

Mm... [ He tugs on Khun's hand. ] See anything yet?

#vibes

[lighthaus]

[ khun thinks tataru looks really cute dressed like that. hopefully tatara doesn't think khun looks like a dummy? he'd be justified in thinking so because is this an outfit for safari or fishing? neither? at least he has a hat, though he's not bothering to wear it right now because he has no idea the sun gives sunburn. because you know, his sun is fake. it'll be fine. ]

Not yet. It's a special type of fruit vendor, right? [ khun's also focused, eyes alert and scanning like the market was a battlefield. that doesn't stop him from squeezing their hands in return, if only a second delayed. ]

pre-new event in the seventh week

[foresightis2020]

[ Well, things have progressed since the return of those Easties...in some ways good, and in other ways certainly dubious.

But what remains a constant is the following:

Everyone is still in one piece. And speaking of which, Jing Yuan shows up at Khun's door, giving it a knock. ]

It is Jing Yuan. May we speak?

[lighthaus]

[ khun answers the door relatively promptly and waves jing yuan in. ]

Speak and not chess? Come in. [ there's a notebook open on his desk in some gibberish not korean not fantasy language. ]

[leewards]

[For once, Ithaqua has knocked on a door... but disappears immediately, leaving behind a hint of his magical signature and a small paper bag with half a dozen buns of freshly baked sourdough, each one slightly smaller than a fist, perfectly bite-sized. There's also fruit jam inside, nice and sweet, and with not a lot of that overly processed sugar Ithaqua dislikes either. How did he get it in there? Magic, of course. What flavors are there? Strawberry, blueberry, peach, lemon marmalade, and orange marmalade.

Enjoy! Don't burn the manor down while the Northies are gone.]

[lighthaus]

[ khun probably finds this a bit later given how scarcely he's used his room lately, but when he does he just blinks at it like ????

he's used to getting food from shinji but they meet up when that happens. when he focuses and figures out the gift is from ithaqua, he's even more confused.

mmm, but it smells pretty good too. eventually he will indulge once he's made sure there's nothing off with it, and discover that it's actually to his tastes more than most pastries here. overly sweet things are overrated. ]

after north mission

[1145pm]

[ Once Tatara sees that the Northies have been taken care of and the commotion of their return has died down, he breathes a sigh of relief and heads not for his own room, but Khun's room.

He's still a little tense, and his nature is still his nature and it's hard to say he's exactly worried, but he has been thinking. It's strange what another person can do to him.

Anyway, he unlocks Khun's room with his key and isn't really surprised he isn't there. Still, being surrounded by Khun in some form eases his tension, and he finds comfort in signs of him. He kicks off his shoes, will grab an oversized shirt to change into instead (sorry, he'll give it back), and then crawls into Khun's bed. What time is it? Who cares—he's falling asleep.

He'll be snoozing whenever Khun returns. ]

[lighthaus]

[ khun on the other hand worries a lot, it's in his nature to do so as someone who carries out plans and herds people. usually he doesn't show it outwardly, both by nature and his upbringing, but he's not quite entirely ice especially nowadays.

he'd gone off after the north's returned, not to check on them or gather info, but just to burn off some of his nerves and maybe a bit of anger: at himself. killing various beasts and monsters is good for that, and he's feeling less "aaaa" when he returns sometime later. as much as he's a tactian, he's still a fighter and there's nothing quite like burying a blade into flesh.

his intention had been to change his clothes and washup before heading to tatara's room, but when he finds him in his room instead and in his bed, all that is forgotten. he settles instead for ditching his clothes and changing into one of the shirts he usually sleeps in, not even bothering with shorts though he does manage to wash his face and let his hair down from the braid it was in.

wordlessly he crawls into bed and pulls his boyfriend against him, not uncomfortably tight but definitely snug. the remaining tension he was carrying eases away then, though he's certainly not going to sleep anytime soon. ]

???

[promittere]

[ Khun will wake up on Monday to a very peculiar scene. They will see who they saw when they stepped into the mysterious circle a week ago...but the visage of who it was before scatters to the wind, and reforms as someone new. The thread of fate severs, and who you were one fated to be with matters no longer, as a new person takes their place with purple petals.

Who Khun sees is someone who has a heavy tome in their hand, and they seem to be flipping the pages with the grace of someone who has seen many texts in their lifetime. Studying leads to knowledge and knowledge leads to power; and despite how unassuming they look, the confident expression they wear implies that they have nothing to fear and no one they need to prove themself to.

The vision fades as fast as it came, however, and before they know it, Khun is grounded back in reality once more. ]

after west return

[1145pm]

[ After the telenovela climax, and once Tatara sees to it that everyone's cared for in some capacity, he steals away to Khun's...Aguero's? room.

He didn't understand the argument, he didn't know how it started, so he isn't really sure which part of him was pushed to anger.

He'll give a soft knock as a warning before gently pushing the door open and peering inside. ]

Hey.

[lighthaus]

[ he's at his desk, his journal with notes in his weird fantasy language spread out before him. his lighthouse is currently serving as a reading light, illuminating the pages in his familiar blue.

the knocking isn't necessary because the only way tatara is getting in here is with his key (he definitely knows to use it by now), but it helps nonetheless. he's in...some type of mood, one he's not sure of himself. and what better way to deal with that than work rather than feel. ]

Hey. [ he puts the pen down, turning to the side to look at tatara. with a loose t-shirt on and cotton shorts, hair slightly damp, it's obvious that he found the time to clean up quickly before he came here. tatara's still the only one who's seen his hair like this, the ends with a slight wave and not perfectly straight.

after a moment he sighs, shaking off some of his frost. ]

I'm taking you for a nap when we're done talking. And if we have pork belly I want that after too.

[ since this sure has echoes of the last night tatara showed up to his door like that. though a lot has changed since then, and this is his best attempt at showing that even if a part of him might be angry, it's not something he's going to take out on his boyfriend. and that it always helps to have him around and close. ]

post telenovelas at some point but before whenever big meeting is;

[fellheart]

[ he gives it some time, considering he saw tatara and khun's last interaction before the latter left, and he hardly has any care for interrupting what the two of them might get up to together on their own,

but anyway, 'anytime after today' has arrived. knock knock, khun. ]

[lighthaus]

[ salacious things like enjoying pork belly... anyway!

the time has arrived. khun opens the door with a smile, looking like yesterday hadn't happened at all. ]

Hello~. I'll warn you that my room is a lot less cozy than yours. [ the fireplace make it such obviously.

he'll move aside to let robin enter and take in his decor which...used to be very minimalistic with a lot of neutral colors and while it still is, there's a bunch of random knickknacks dispersed randomly, most of them red. a bottle, a particularly aesthetic looking pebble, and so on...robin can probably why these things are here.

his room somehow manages to not look cluttered, just considerably more lived in than it once did. but that's just what happens when two people share a room. there's ample space for them to sit at the small table which has a chessboard and an arrangement of fresh purple flowers at least. ]