despite finding a body there earlier that day, mikazuki remains in the courtyard. he admires the different flowers as he sings a song - the notes and words of it drifting through the quiet of the garden.]
Pon, pon... Can you hear it? The sound of flowers buds opening. Bloom like this pure flower. Beneath it lays the muddy water. Be pure like this flower.
[though as he makes eye contact with kim dokja, he offers a smile before plucking a red camellia from the garden and offering it out to him]
[ Jin leans into the pets, tails wagging. oblivious to the results of a weekly friday ]
A language that can be expressed without the need for verbal words or written ones.
[ stares at the red camellia for a bit before he glances back over. ]
We did a little investigating, the Aurora Barealis had something. Seemed like a celebration of sorts with shadows in the corner of our eyes. But apparently we weren't allowed to participate, drinks were pulled away out of our reach and any attempt to converse with the shadows was drowned out by music.
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week 5, post-body
despite finding a body there earlier that day, mikazuki remains in the courtyard. he admires the different flowers as he sings a song - the notes and words of it drifting through the quiet of the garden.]
Pon, pon... Can you hear it?
The sound of flowers buds opening.
Bloom like this pure flower.
Beneath it lays the muddy water.
Be pure like this flower.
[though as he makes eye contact with kim dokja, he offers a smile before plucking a red camellia from the garden and offering it out to him]
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Dokja though glances at the offered flower, curious before he takes it carefully. ]
..Flowers offer a lot of meaning in their way, don't they?
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mikazuki smiles faintly down at her, giving her a pet after dokja takes the flower]
They possess a language of their own, and that very same language can vary based on culture and geographical origin.
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A language that can be expressed without the need for verbal words or written ones.
[ stares at the red camellia for a bit before he glances back over. ]
We did a little investigating, the Aurora Barealis had something. Seemed like a celebration of sorts with shadows in the corner of our eyes. But apparently we weren't allowed to participate, drinks were pulled away out of our reach and any attempt to converse with the shadows was drowned out by music.