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Post by scarf on Jul 14, 2016 0:49:22 GMT
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The acoustic from here is amazing. Not by space of course, this was an open area. But the level they’re in allows them to hear a lot of stuff. There are birds chirping, children playing in the distance, and the loudness of noodles being slurped. Eun-ha pulled and kept going, but he noticed some of the soup wildly dripping from his motion. He leaned back, avoiding what the possibility of having instant noodle smelling homework. Besides, Jakob’s was beside his too.
He chewed and then swallowed, stabbing the fork right on top of the foil’s lid near the corner to keep the heat trapped in. Eun-ha then placed the cup beside him. He took the pen above his ear before proceeding to copy yesterday’s homework. This was supposed to be quick, but their genius of a teacher had the bright idea to add an essay at the end. Of course he can’t copy its verbatim, Eun-ha needs to only copy his idea and then rewrite it by his own word.. Terribly. Like literally changing one or two words per sentence.
This was really cliché though. Two students on top of the rooftop worrying about school and eating low-budget lunch, well at least he is. Eun-ha sat at the edge of the building, right on top of a hedge of thick concrete. One of his leg clung out, swaying as he furiously and continuously tapped the blunt end of his pen on the slab. “Getting.. getting.. getting..” he whispered to himself. “What’s another good word for getting? Besides taking, capturing? ..Gaining. ASSIMILATING!”
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Jul 14, 2016 11:19:11 GMT
Post by G. Rush on Jul 14, 2016 11:19:11 GMT
Jakob wasn't a fan of the sun either, unless he was inside and it was simply warm. It made taking naps easier, but they weren't in a nice patch of grass and he didn't think he'd be much use to Eun-ha if he was asleep, not that he was necessarily needed. Copying his homework was fine, though he was sure if his fiance knew that he was okay with this he'd probably be upset. All the more reason not to let him ever find out. It wasn't hurting anyone anyway, except maybe Eun's brain for lack of stimulation in the sciences. That poor brain of his.
His fingers tapped quickly and fluidly on his laptop computer as he was sat before the slab of concrete, back leaned against it. Another reason to hate the sun, it made using his computer anywhere outdoors all the more bothersome. He had to turn the screens brightness up almost all the way just to be able to see what he was doing, but once he set it just right it didn't bother him as much. He could deal with it.
Currently hacking into the facebook account of what he suspected was to be a gang member he'd seen in the news recently, causing trouble in the rougher parts of K-town, he idly went through the man's photos, copying those with identifications to the other members that he'd send to the police for investigation. He was bored, and though he wished he had a dual monitor to multitask more proficiently he was okay with his laptop so long as the wifi connection remained stable.
Glancing over at Eun-ha as he heard his tapping pen become more assertive, he turned his eyes back to his computer and listened as the man began whispering to himself. "If you use words too big the professor will know even more that you copied. Try 'receiving', 'obtain'." He replied, even if he wasn't necessarily being asked. "You shouldn't eat that kind of ramen. It's not healthy for you." Jakob then muttered, seizing his typing a moment to pick up his bottle of water at his side to take a sip. He side while it was to his lips after his drink, giving the man another look over. He felt bad that he wasn't more help to him honestly. "Why don't you get a real tudor? I could find you one."
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Post by scarf on Jul 15, 2016 1:56:17 GMT
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Just as soon as he decided to get another bite of his rather unhealthy delectable, he was reprimanded. With a hand fully grasping the warm cup, Eun-ha listened to him. He sounded really harsh, and Eun-ha can easily name a lot of people that would be offended by how Jakob behaves. He however knows how to appreciate it, his parents was the same way to him. Strict, surly, and antipathic. Despite all that, they probably know the better and the best, as they have their reasons why they behave like so.
It’s not like Eun-ha had much choice, he didn’t have the time to bring anything back from the dorm nor did he had any money to spare for the week. Well, technically he did but he saved it up. Though doesn’t seem like it, considering his current financial situation, he is very good with money. After taking a bite though he spared a strand of noodle from the mercy of his mouth, drying it from the soup by shaking it a bit at his side. “I’m a little offended that came from you. When and what even was the last thing you ate?” he asked, slightly aware of his diet while behind the computer’s screen.
As soon he finished his sentence, he whipped the other’s face from above with a somewhat dried noodle, causing it to stick. Most saw Eun-ha or Scarf as the compassionate pushover of a hero, but he knew how to play rough. His earlier years taught him that there’s a unique source of fondness in fooling around.
“I would, but I really can’t afford one.” he answered before emptying the rest of his food. “Besides, this is kind of fun. We get to hang out like highschoolers. Unless you know a pretty junior ms. Tutor, then I wouldn’t mind.” he continued and jested, turning to the screen. That definitely isn’t his account. Though he could barely understand anything he’s inputting, he at least know he’s working.
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Jul 15, 2016 11:55:25 GMT
Post by G. Rush on Jul 15, 2016 11:55:25 GMT
Most people avoided him because of the blunt way he spoke. It was one of the many reasons he didn't have many friends, but Eun-ha didn't seem to be as bothered by it as others had. It made Jakob curious about the guy, if not secretly appreciative that he didn't seem so judgmental off the bat. At any rate, he wouldn't point something out so bluntly to the guy if it didn't bother him enough to want to say as much.
Since his most recent celebration with his boyfriend, he'd been re-inspired to eat healthier, if not because it was grilled into him that he should for his own sake by said loved one. It was rubbing off on him, but that didn't mean he completely followed the rules while he was away. The last thing he'd eaten? A bag of chips...well, two small bags of chips, but they were tiny really and most of the actual chips were just crumbs that he didn't bother to eat anyway.
"Nothing," He muttered, keeping his eyes on his computer screen rather than suffer another truthful accusation from Eun-ha. Flinching briefly from the cold noodle he felt assault his cheek. Jakob turned his eyes to him, frowning. He was lucky he hadn't hit his computer, or his cup of ramen might just loose its gravity and fly into his face, but thankfully for the scarf boy Jakob wasn't so mean. However he did increase the gravity of the cup in his hand, forcing Eun-ha to set it down unless he wanted it to fall from his grasp and potentially make a mess still.
Meanwhile, pulling the noodle from his cheek and tossing it away from himself, Rush wondered what high school must have been really like for the guy if this was similar. "I didn't go to high school" He admitted, considering 'pretty tutors' he might be aware of as it was mentioned. "I don't know any, unfortunately." He didn't think he'd seen Eun-ha with many girls before, but for him to ask did that mean he was actively looking for a relationship? "You date?" He inquired, genuinely curious.
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Jul 15, 2016 12:43:09 GMT
Post by scarf on Jul 15, 2016 12:43:09 GMT
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Feeling compelled to slowly drop the cup down, Eun-ha knew he was using his ability again. He deserved it, and he’s certain that’s not the worst Jakob could’ve done. He smiled though, searching for the cream filled bread he bought along with the instant noodles. He’d free the delicacy from its plastic, slightly regretting that he mentioned highschool. But not entirely because he knew that’s what made Jakob strong. Besides, Eun-ha’s helping him experience it now. Better late than never.
“None?” he asked. For some reason, Eun-ha thought he’d at least be able to name one, seeing that he has that bad boy charm going on, the girls goes nuts about it. He tore the bread in half, offering one of the half. For each second he delays from taking it, the bread drew closer to his face. If Jakob declines it, Eun-ha would probably end up pushing the bread against his face.
The question alarmed him a bit. Alright, he admits it, he’s not exactly charming but he has his charms too. “T-that’s really cruel, Jakob. You’re supposed to be my best friend. Am I ugly?” he said, in a mockingly depressed tone. He twisted his question into assuming he could never get a date, but as a jest.
“I should. I don’t know.” As always, the truth comes out after the joke. “You ever get that feeling, like.. You feel sorry for yourself? Like you’re super needy but you’re not allowed to because all of.. these things happening to us.” he paused, taking a bite from the bread. Eun-ha continued on as he chewed though. “Is that weird? I think that’s weird.”
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Jul 15, 2016 20:45:21 GMT
Post by G. Rush on Jul 15, 2016 20:45:21 GMT
Less worried he'd get another noodle to the face now that the man's cup of ramen was set down, he went back to his net browsing, hacking, and typing. He wasn't much bothered by Eun-ha's playful gestures, he enjoyed his company really, even if he didn't admit it just yet. If he didn't want him around however, there was no doubt he would make it apparent and certainly wouldn't be sitting here with him letting the guy copy his work.
As far as his 'search' for girls went, Jakob knew a few yes, but he didn't find them necessarily attractive so he didn't feel the need to mention them. "Not really." He replied, then glancing over at the bread he'd noticed in her peripherals, and before Eun-ha could smoosh it into his face he gladly accepted it. Sweets were h is ultimate weakness.
Taking a bite of the shared treat, he stopped his one handed typing for a brief moment upon hearing the words 'best friend'. Did he raelly think that? Admittedly, it made Rush a little happy, but thanks to the man's latter words he couldn't resist a faint smirk. For the record he didn't actually think the guy was ugly, it was just such a random question.
Finishing the bite in his mouth before he answered his questions, Rush went from last order to first. "It is weird." He began, but only because he didn't think someone like Eun-ha should feel guilty for something neither of them could really help. "The world is always going to be in trouble. It shouldn't stop you from wanting to have sex, and go on dates. It doesn't stop me." Point bluntly given!
"You're not ugly though. I could probably set you up with someone if you want."
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Post by scarf on Jul 17, 2016 4:49:40 GMT
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The two are opposite on so many levels, and his statement put a denser contrast in their difference. Eun-ha always feels responsible, even if he shouldn’t be. This includes the smaller things. With both eyes still on his laptop’s screen, he spoke. “You’re right.” He accepted his point, though not wholly. “But you know if you get involved with someone.. That means they’ll have to eventually start carrying the weight with you. Or make more.” he continued. How he wished he could bring up the Phoenix Force now, he wasn’t involved, but by all that is holy, he was worried.
Eun-ha likes to see himself as a man who prefers to settle his troubles on his own. He felt as if no one deserves to be in the same ditch as him. This is one of the biggest reasons as to why he seems to radiate nothing but positivity. He keeps every misfortune that has befallen to him private. Though a wise man would know those who shine brighter, cast a darker shadow. Jakob probably knows better though, maybe. So far Eun-ha’s convinced that Jakob only knows his financial problem. “..I’m sure that doesn’t apply with one night stands. Call me old fashioned but I’m not that type of guy.” he let out a chuckle, scratching his temple lightly with the pen.
“..So you do know someone.” he reaffirmed, squinting his eyes towards the man. “Well you already have facebook up, show me.. Instead of this old man, who is he anyway?” It’s probably hero work again. Jakob’s really not the type to look up old men on facebook, but it’s always better to ask than look like a fool.
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Post by G. Rush on Jul 18, 2016 9:12:45 GMT
He didn't have the best sense of humor, and it was typical for him to not notice when someone was joking or being serious. Thus his response, but Jakob on the other hand was being sincere. He didn't find Eun-ha unattractive, and if he did want to he was sure that his fiance might have a friend that he could introduce him to if he couldn't think of any himself.
Regardless, he was pleased that he seemed to agree. Their differences might seem large, but they were similar in the fact that they preferred to take care of their own problems alone. Rush had always been that way too, even more so after his parents were taken in. He felt he had more to prove afterwards. He didn't feel guilty for their crimes per say, but in a way he did feel responsible to atone for them.
"Alright then." He replied to his later statement, thinking of his partner even more so now given the subject matter. Would it be strange to ask Eun-ha if he wanted to attend their wedding party..thing? He wasn't really sure how invitations worked, or if he was allowed to ask verbally. He hadn't even thought about having a best man, or bachelor parties. It was a lot, he had realized.
Switching idly between tabs, he finished editing the images of the older man in his image editing software, and began re uploading them to his account after sending the proper copies to an email connection he had with the police. Thin twirly mustaches, bunny ears, blushy cheeks, and sparkles all around. He was a strange one, but he had been bored. "Hm?" Rush perked up as his friend took notice to what he was doing. "A gang member." He replied simply, then turned his eyes back to his computer. He stared at the screen momentarily, thinking to himself. Then suddenly, without much warning, the words just sort of slipped out.
"I'm getting married...do you think you'd want to come?"
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Post by scarf on Jul 19, 2016 9:23:08 GMT
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Although he wanted to eagerly see the type of women he has around, he fixated his fascination with his work. Honestly, he couldn’t under how half of it worked but he’s learning. One of Eun-ha’s stark aptitudes is to learn quickly. In his life, it’s a necessity.
The box icon is for erasing, but sometimes he erases things much quicker. An undo feature, he noticed it. Eun-ha wasn’t exactly sure, but there was a button on the keyboard that triggered it. Then there was this different kind of eraser, something that allowed him to layer other images above and below the gangster’s actual picture. On the surface, he was starting to get it, sort of. He’s not really here to learn how to digitally change images however, so he redirected his attention at the whole piece he’s actually making instead. “You’re not even being subtle.” He commented, casually raising an index towards the screen from his distance. "The bunny ears, the blushes, and the sparkles.. Yeah, that’s you alright.” It sounded vague, but he pertained to his style. Anyone could put on a mustache on anyone, but those three? Jakob. Definitely a Jakob thing.
He’d lose himself further into his work. But with one simple question, he aerated shock into Eun-ha. His normal reaction didn’t even came to be, instead the question had him come up with a lot of his own in his head, causing a brief silence in-between them.
“W-what?”
This was big. For a second, it looked like he was about to congratulate him but he jerked a bit too much. The pen flew out of his hand, not too far too. It landed on his side, but it began to roll towards the edge. Again, nothing out of control, but the excitement in him made things worse. He slammed his hand on the pen, pinning it down against the rock. The force was strong enough to send the wind towards their assignments. Jakob’s didn’t really stray that far, but the one he made flew off. Instinctively he reached out towards it, trapping it in-between his index and middle finger.
Success, he got it! What he failed to calculate is his balance. He tipped forward, falling off from the building’s roof. “Aaaah!”
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Jul 19, 2016 10:26:00 GMT
Post by G. Rush on Jul 19, 2016 10:26:00 GMT
Jakob had glanced over at the man as he heard him make his comment. His eyes returning to his work before he'd uploaded it. He wasn't necessarily trying to be subtle. He liked the bunny ears. If his mind had been more focused on what he was doing than what his future had in store he would have asked him if he had suggestions, but alas he had already said what he'd said.
He stared off at his computer screen still, feeling an uncomfortable sort of sensation in his stomach with the lingering silence. Maybe he shouldn't have asked, his eyes lowered as the thought arose, just before Eun-ha's started inquiry. He was probably busy with his own work, social life. Why would he want to go to a wedding? It occurred to him then th at wedding parties were strange things.
The guests in attendance were invited to watch people kiss. That was weird wasn't it? But..there'd be good food, or at least he really wanted there to be good food. Jakob didn't know what Eun-ha's favorite food was, but it would definitely be better than his cup of instant noodles.
In the midst of contemplating this serious matters, his eyes lifted as papers fluttered in front of him. Then, glancing over his shoulder he bared witness to Eun-ha loosing his balance in a very terrible place to do so. Holding the center gravity of the boy as he felt him fall, Rush set his laptop down and sighed as he walked over to the edge of the building and looked down as he watched his friend now floating back up as if he were trapped in a space ship with zero gravity, thanks to his intervention.
"If you don't want to go you don't have to kill yourself to prove it." He muttered, reaching a hand up to rub the back of his neck, still keeping Eun-ha floating over the several story drop. "I don't have anyone to ask..so I thought I'd ask."
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Jul 19, 2016 10:39:20 GMT
Post by scarf on Jul 19, 2016 10:39:20 GMT
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Eun-ha would have survived from that fall. That doesn’t mean he won’t get some minor injury though, he can only slow his fall after all. As he descended down, from fast to pause, instantly Eun-ha’s accident was halted. While upside down he was beginning to float back up. This felt a bit weird. Having no gravity means his brain couldn’t register which direction he’s in exactly, but his eyes said otherwise. He looked down, well, down as in up towards the sky. Even for a second he was nauseated, so to prevent himself from throwing up he focused on the building. Soon he’d see his friend again.
He chuckled at that, grinning slightly before shaking his head. He gestured towards him with an open palm before speaking up. “Was that a joke? That was a joke!” Jakob’s face didn’t express it, but Eun-ha knew he was happy. “Of course I’d go, you nerd!” he exclaimed, making another rather wild gesture towards him that changed his direction. He began spinning in midair. It was slow, but it really messed him up.
He felt the noodles stir inside of him, lathering his throat of its mixed content from his tummy. It made him sick. “Oh god, I can’t. Put me down, put me down! WELL, not down here. DOWN THERE!” he demanded.
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Jul 19, 2016 11:29:24 GMT
Post by G. Rush on Jul 19, 2016 11:29:24 GMT
His question was entirely serious, his words spoken in the usual dead pan tone of his voice. He looked back up at the raven haired man as he flailed a hand and began spinning about. Jakob was personally so used to being suspended, his body trained to be able to handle the G's that Eun-ha was now losing. It didn't register that it might be effecting him negatively until he heard his frantic plea to set him down.
"Sorry." He replied, and took a step back to set Eun-ha down where he'd be safer and on the ground. Doing his very best to set him down gently, he made sure he wasn't on his head before letting him touch the cement. After he was grounded, it only hit him then what he'd said in response to his previous question.
Aside from Jakob being called a 'nerd', Eun-ha was actually interested in going. "You really want to go?" He questioned, as if he hadn't heard him correctly the first time. It just seemed strange suddenly that the guy would want to attend. Mostly because he sort of sprung it on him last minute, but also because...wedding parties were strange. It was funny that the first one he was ever going to attend was to his very own.
He folded his arms over his chest loosely, and sighed as he sunk down to crouch in front of the scarf clad man. "I don't know when the set date is yet. I can't tell you when it's bee decided..if you like."
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Jul 20, 2016 12:18:37 GMT
Post by scarf on Jul 20, 2016 12:18:37 GMT
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“I do!” he reassured him. He’s not even sure why this guy would think otherwise. Granted, he wasn’t the first friend he met when Eun-ha moved into Kingsport. The Initiative’s a big group, and there were all sorts of nice people. Jakob is however, the only guy he managed to really get along with. It’s ironic too considering how distant he is. Nevertheless, he sympathized with him, knowing all too well how similar their situation is. But in full honesty, it started because Eun-ha thought Jakob deserved more, and as always Eun-ha feels whole when he provides. As trivial as that sounds, it at least worked out for the best.
“Especially since there’s going to be food. Knowing you, it’ll be a paradise of sugar.” He said, making it known that he’s familiar with his taste. Eun-ha bobbed his head slightly at one side, curiously wondering why it hasn’t been scheduled yet. It popped a lot of questions right after that inquiry, which lead to the most important one. Who is he marrying? “Well.. Weddings are really tough to schedule. There’s literally a reality TV show that revolves around it.” he stated, unconsciously volunteering to help with the planning if they needs it. He’ll probably squish himself into it even if they don’t. “But yeah, who’s the girl? Or guy.” Right, he swings both ways.
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Post by G. Rush on Jul 21, 2016 9:17:47 GMT
Jakob didn't talk to very many people. He was quiet, and because of his blunt personality he easily turned off a large amount of people simply because they took him too seriously even when his intentions were innocent. He was aware of this, his ability to put people off, so he didn't actively try to engage with people much anymore. Eun-ha was different. He didn't shut him down after he spoke his mind, he liked that about him. He was a nice person.
Potentially the only person he could call a friend of his, it probably did seem strange that he thought the guy wouldn't want to come to his wedding. Though he was still getting used to his relationship now becoming open to the public. He still hadn't told their company, but he planned on talking about it during his next pr event scheduled in a few days.
Jakob smirked shyly at his remark about the food, and his known sweet tooth. Ruffling strands of his blonde hair, the small grin he had faded as quick as it appeared. They were rare on him, smiles, but he was a bit excited understandably so. "The food will be good. We've been setting up the menu. There's a lot to pick from." He reassured, but there was no doubt he'd make sure that the people that did come would at least enjoy the food.
Not realizing that Eun-ha was volunteering to help, Jakob tilted his head as the man asked him who it was he was marrying. That was the important question now wasn't it? "His name is Lonny." Jakob muttered, hoping that it wouldn't bother his significant other to start throwing his name out there now that he had given him permission to let him make their relationship public. "Lonny Gold. We've been together for a year. Sorry I never mentioned it." Despite the concerns he'd had, he felt like he'd been lying to Eun-ha and it wasn't a good feeling.
"We decided to keep things private before, in case anything were to happen."
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Jul 21, 2016 13:45:42 GMT
Post by scarf on Jul 21, 2016 13:45:42 GMT
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“Lonny Gold.” He repeated, quietly. That first name strikes him a bit odd. It sounded feminine, but not really at the same time. At least his last name’s strong. In any case, Eun-ha has no rights being querulous about it, especially since his mother intentionally named him after an actress.
He wasn’t upset how he has never mentioned it before. Jakob’s always been reticent, and Eun-ha respects that part of him so he never forces anything out. Besides, he’s similar to a lot of things. Especially when it comes to a wedding, he may be acting jovial about it now, but surely Eun-ha would be ultimately astute about his own wedding as well. It’s a rather convoluted conduct for something they should both be delighted about. Then again, it’s also an apt quirk considering both of their demeanors.
One of Eun-ha’s hands found a place on his shoulder, giving a slight raised eye brow that signified a rather somewhat sarcastic reassurance. “Don’t worry about it, I get it.” He really does. Being in the Initiative does that to people, they make heroes reach out for what the world has reaped them off with. The luxury of privacy. “It’s probably overwhelming. A lot of people are practically breathing down our necks. Did you know you have your own fan pages in a lot of social medias. You, you had like three different ones and they constantly argued about who gets to be the number one fan page. All of them have like a thousand followers. I don’t have one. I only have a freaking wiki page.” He ranted a bit, confessing his frivolous insecurity about it. But really, the rant was more to positively acknowledge what he meant. They were just discussing about this earlier ago.
“Still, you owe me a lot of explanation. Where and how’d you guys meet, and when will I meet him?” he asked. Technically, it’s a bff’s responsibility to assets their best friend’s mate.
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