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𝓎𝑜𝑜𝓃 ([personal profile] strawsandals) wrote in [community profile] linkingup2024-09-12 11:39 pm

yoon's palace



I thought I told you to leave me alone.
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[personal profile] moonshaded 2024-09-17 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoon!

[A little more expressive than she normally is, still...but maybe in contrast to all the shouting, it doesn't stand out.

Kainé had intended to keep her distance, but now that Yoon's taken notice of her, she comes down a little closer.
]

I heard you kicked that shitsack god out of here.
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[personal profile] moonshaded 2024-09-19 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, that might explain a thing or two about Aerith's exhaustion. Kainé's eyes flick in her direction but don't linger there for long.]

Braphine did something that helped us out for once. [Fuck a duck, how unexpected. She doesn't have any patience for being a tool for someone else's end, and yet she's glad for the interference in this case, at least.] You looked out for your friends and kicked some ass. You're tougher than he is.

[When Yoon isn't surrounded by people, and speaking in a low, deep tone is unlikely to be heard by anyone but the two of them, she drops a quiet addition.]

Sorry. That I wasn't here, and that you got caught in this.
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[personal profile] moonshaded 2024-09-19 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, no.]

Oh, no.

[Oh, no. Maybe it's a good thing she waited until they were a little isolated...the assembled Yoon defense squad would have eaten her alive, and maybe she would have deserved it. Kainé does steal a quick, nervous glance to assess that, but other than that, her attention stays locked on him.]

Hey...there's no need to cry. Only if it makes you feel better...but don't cry about me. You went through a lot. [Is he all right with having his head patted? She hesitates for a moment, during which he can pull away if he doesn't want that.]
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[personal profile] moonshaded 2024-09-23 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
So what? A few weeks is all the time it took to figure out what they needed to know about you.

[It was plenty of time to see him for the person he really was.

He really is a crybaby, isn't he? But if he had a place like this to go to, like the others this has already happened to, then he had to have been dealing with a lot, no matter how much energy he put into looking out for the others. She doesn't say anything about his heft display of emotions.

She pats him again, then moves her hand away slowly, more concerned with their conversation than with someone seeing.
] Don't worry about me.