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gikwang-puff replied to your post: Lee Jonghyun and His band are called: [[MOR] ...

“Shaman was a real good name. though…”

"No it was not, you bloody git."

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Lee Jonghyun and His band are called:

the ironic sirens

"gikwang you little shit--"

Members:

Lee Jonghyun: Leader, Vocalist and Guitars Lee Gikwang: Bassist, 2nd Vocals Lee Chaerin: Keyboards

Guest appearance by:

Kristin and her Ukelele and Drums \o/

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Shiny Toy Guns - Le Disko

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✖ cruise ✖ dancing with disaster • cj ◎ jh

He had no fucking clue what had gotten into him, really. It was a random idea; the moment the headmaster had dropped the announcement that they were going to hold the End of the Year dance on deck, he knew which student he was going to torment into the gathering with him. A smirk played upon his ethereal visage with this idea, really, it was the perfect plan for some sort of disaster. Plus, how on earth could the little hybrid of a cat and a raven resist such a request coming from him, really? After all, who doesn't want to go to the dance with the band's vocalist in tow?

So, as soon as they were dismissed, the mischievous Slytherin set off for the dorms. Seventh Year, Raven Claw. Where did they put those again? Oh yeah, the fourth floor decks. Mhm. That wasn't much of a run, was it? Those few encounters with Sirens and randomly saving people did count as quite a work out, so this was nothing to him. Once he arrived on the proper deck, the male cocked his head to one side, his non-information of his target's room not going to be a problem  at all. In fact, he'd kick down every single one of these doors until he finds that little Raven.

One door. Nope, not that. Another. Ew, I so did not want to see you jacking off to Emilia Clarke. Three. UGH. CANNOT UNSEE. CANNOT FUCKING UNSEE. Fourth. Well, well. Fourth time's the charm isn't it? With a swift move of his leg, the door was instantly pushed open, revealing the lone Ravenclaw diligently poring over his books like a good student. Jonghyun was so not going to buy that studious act Chunji poised at. He didn't even bother for an invitation, and just stepped right in, the signature smirk quite obvious on his face as he narrated his command.

"You. End of the Year dance. And I won't take no as an answer, Kitten."

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"And to think they almost sorted me into Ravenclaw." A small chuckle left his lips at this; the girl's words practically proved that the only thing that would get him into Ravenclaw was that brain of his. Everything else was purely Slytherin, really, Guess his father's Snakelike genes were too strong for the Eagle in his mother's own. "It's quite different in Slytherin; it doesn't matter if you like what you do as long as it gets you on top." A smug smile painted his lips. "And trust me, I do like being on top."

He sighed after letting out a small snicker, leaning forward to rest his chin on the stem of his guitar. "But then I thought, why not have both, right? Do something I love and that something would get me on top. So yeah, explains the supposed rebellion. Mother's fine with it, but father thinks music is a waste of my time and talent." He shook his head, cutting his narration off to bask in the other's approval. She had a lot of questions, but those would have answering soon. "Whoa, hold your horses, Princess. But a few Slytherins, like Chaerin is in there. And Gikwang--if I could get him to sing again. But hey we do need a drummer, and we could also have you on sub bass." He couldn't help but smile a little at her obvious enthusiasm. "And the set list, well. Still on negotiation. But I do want some blues, and some indie rock that those dweebs can dance unto. You get what I mean?"

“Well, I for one am a strong believer in doing whatever you want to do well.” Kristin gave him a curt nod, hopefully one to encourage him, if he actually needed it. Intended or not, he seemed to be doing the exact opposite of his family wishes - not that it mattered to her. Being an auror was far less interesting than being a musician in her opinion, but she felt she’d expressed enough of her assessment on the matter. “It’s a Ravenclaw motto I think,” she hummed thoughtfully, “do the thing that tickles your fancy instead of doing something that tickles everyone else’s. That way you’ll end up being the best.”

Her lips lifted up subconsciously, giving him a smile, grateful for his efforts in cheering her up. Bouncing a little at the thought of performing, she clapped her hands together twice. Oh how exciting! Playing with a band, upbeat tempo music and- Needless to say she was overjoyed, the rapid fire questions spilling out of her mouth proved this. “We’d love to! You have a band? Oh who’s in it? And oh, I play the drums pretty well, I’m even better on bass so if you need a sub do tell. Oh!” She beamed at  him, full of renewed energy all of a sudden. “What’s your set list? Gimme some solids that I can learn, I do sheet music and tabs.” 

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The male let out a small groan, trying his best not to trip on the narrow stairs in his haste to get out of the decks. The siren songs were growing louder in each step, and he tried his best not to look back, only partly protected by that single earphone lodged in one of his ears. It was weird really, how he had been converted into this sort of savior, when most of his companions would not even think of saving someone that easily. But what the hell was he going to do? Stand there and watch the female hufflepuff become the meal of the rather ravenous sirens? Even as a me-first thinking Slytherin, he believed he could not stomach such an obvious nonchalance. Plus, despite what he would want to think about himself, he still carried his father's nobility with him. Ugh. Maybe the old coot was right. Maybe he was indeed fit to be an auror.

"Hush. Don't move too much." The girl was light, but he could already feel her struggling against him in some sort of attempt to get back to the Sirens that beckoned. He himself was tempted to go and jump off deck to swim with those deadly maidens, but he knew how to combat that sort of temptation, and instead just held the lithe girl even tighter as they reached the bottom most deck, safely away from those death threats poising as mermaids. He found a couch to lay her in, and he took the arm rest as a makeshift seat, letting out short and shallow breaths from exhaustion. That was around five flights of stairs he had to run unto. He couldn't bring her to his room, of course, and he had no idea where her room was. So the lounge was the next best thing. 

"Wait here. I'm getting us towels." He mused, before disappearing into one of the offices to ask for some towels. They couldn't even say a word; the glare on his face as of the moment was enough to shut them up until the mornings. Deduct all they want, really. He couldn't care less. Making his way back to the girl, he handed her one of the towels, expression stern as she  questioned him on what he wanted in return. "Just. Just don't say anything about this event to absolutely anyone." He gave another sigh, plopping down by the girl's legs as he tried to dry his precious hair with the towel. He gave her a glance, questioning, his tone a bit chastising still. "What was the deal up there anyway? You have an early death wish or something?"

✖ cruise ✖ troubled waters • jn ◎ jh

She took in deep breaths as she sat there, her clothing stuck to her. Listening to his words, it only made things clear for her. She bit on her lower lip gently and moved her fingers to her hair, pushing it away from her as she took in the thought of what had happened to her. It really must have been a stupid idea to walk around the area without even any protection from the warning. She really was something that she really shouldn’t try anymore. Considering what happened to her, she could have died if he wasn’t around. She sighed in frustration as she placed a hand on her forehead, shaking her head in disapproval. If only she had decided to do something else to help put her to sleep. He took a risk himself out there it was possible that he could have died with her. Those were sirens after all, they were always out for them. “I’m sorry, obviously I wasn’t really thinking and—” She paused for a moment, hearing the same voices once more. Biting on her lower lip, she could feel her body’s need to follow it once more. She almost did but before she could do anything else, she was already picked up by the other. The earphone he shared with her, somewhat gave her the help she need, allowing her to turn her attention away from the music that the sirens created.

As she watched the other make his way out of the decks, she moved a hand up to her chest and closed her eyes. She just hoped that she’d be able to distract herself from the noises that were just too enchanting for her. Her fingers curled up against the drenched shirt she had, hoping that she’d be able to recover from the small accident that she had earlier. After awhile, she opened her eyes once more and sighed in relief to see that they were back at the lower decks—safe from the sirens. She turned to look at the other, removing the earphone he lent her and bit on her lower lip. “T-Thank you..really. I’m sorry for causing you this much trouble.” she spoke in a hush tone, feeling the heat coming up her cheeks slightly. She was embarrassed at what had happened for sure. Obviously, it wasn’t something she had in mind and this was not exactly how she expected her night to be. “If there’s anything I can do in turn just…tell me.” She continued on, her eyes turning away from him, unable to look.

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"One of the most powerful Aurors in his time." The boy let out a soft sigh, remembering those words his father would say to him when he was still a youthful follower. He didn't really start out as a rebel, of course. The penchant only came out in his higher education. "Father always said to me that I should live up to that name. To be one of the most powerful Aurors in my time. Just like him, and my grandfather, and those before him. It basically runs in the blood." He looked a bit thoughtful for one second, a sad smile painting his face as he narrated his slightly unchangeable fate; how little could he actually do to change it. 

His lips curled into a soft smile, a rarity for the usually stoic and angsty young lad, before reaching out to muss up the other girl's bangs--just to tease. "Well aren't you a Perky little Princess." He scoffed a little, though the moniker meant no harm. He gave her a small shrug, following up to not answer her supposed rhetoric on what was worse. Feeling the conversation dying down, he decided to steer the subject into lighter moods. "Oh by the way, speaking of musician. My band's playing in the End of the Year Dance. Care to join us as a guest artist or something? We could use Alvin for a number or two. Or five." 

“Alistair?” She raised an eyebrow, unsure as to why he looked so distressed over a simple name, a name that sounded perfectly fine to her. And she liked to think her taste was sound, thank you very much. She tilted her head sideways, sucking in her cheeks and pouting in confusion. “Oh, sounds like that famous auror,” she nodded, clicking her finger to try and place the name. “Ah! Alastor Moody.” After pausing to think, she clicked her tongue. “And I think Alistair is fit to be the name of the world’s next famous musician.” She shrugged, frowning marginally, but she sort of got it. The idea of creating your own identity to start afresh, dropping any unwanted assumptions that came with the other one. 

Smiling she shook her head, honestly speaking the truth. “Mm, no Air. I don’t think you’re a sap. Just human. Yeah, definitely human,” she trailed off, turning to look at the sea and it’s murky blue waters, blowing a small bubble with her gum. Maybe she was beginning to get him, start to understand why he felt the need to do certain things. Kristin had always prided herself in being extremely empathetic, even though she seemed naive and clueless. “I dunno, I think don’t think my family’s expecting much from me… Ah, what’s worse, not caring or pushing too much?” She smiled sadly. “No, wait, don’t answer that.” 

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He was still out of breath from the ruckus the girl had made him do, the air bubble enchantment not really being much of a help during times when panic would strike over a person's body. Though water had always been in his element, swimming in the cold waters have never been his thing, especially is he was being tailed by quite the fleet of sirens, all hungry for a taste of human flesh. They still pooled at the bottom of the ship, and they looked quite angry indeed. "Fuck those temptresses." He cursed, before taking a glance at the soaked female, obviously dripping right beside him. He wasn't in such a good condition himself--his hair was dripping wet and his undershirt was sticking unto his torso, highlighting the taut muscles that hid underneath. His brows furrowed at the female, trying his best not to roll his eyes at her queries.

"Yes. Yes you did." Lee Jonghyun wasn't exactly a person who would go in and risk his life to save the day, but he also wasn't one who would just stand there in the corners when a person was dying. Plus, he was a good swimmer and he was quite adept with his wand, so it wasn't like he was putting anything at risk. So much for being a conceited Slytherin, really. "That was very stupid of you, coming out here without any sort of protection. What were you think--" But before he could even continue chastising the girl, the sirens had  already started their chorus, even more powerful than before. "Fuck." In a haste to get out of the open decks, Jonghyun then scooped up the still-limp female in his arms, quickly sharing one of his enchanted earphones with her to at least give ample protection, before running towards the stairs down to the bottom decks. "We need to get out of here."

✖ cruise ✖ troubled waters • jn ◎ jh

Her body continued to float against the current, having herself dragged down slowly. Everything was just like a dream for her, the whole moment like a dream. Nana wasn’t exactly sure what had happened, but the next thing she knew was that she was back on the deck. The other was able to bring her back, making her body jerk as she started coughing out the water that was inside of her. Confusion slowly creeping to her, obviously unsure of what had happened. Coughing continuously, she stared at her drenched body, her eyes narrowing down to the center of her face before she turned to look at the figure beside her. A hand moved to her neck, holding onto it as she felt the pain in her throat. All of that coughing must have strained it, making it a bit hard for her to breath. She was practically gasping as she moved her hand to her chest, holding onto her shirt as she closed her eyes for a moment before turning to the other beside her.

“W-What..What happened?” she asked him in between her breaths, turning to look over at the water for a moment. Everything that had happened had completely been wiped out of her memory, only leaving a bit of fragments that she couldn’t really piece together. Panting softly she had pushed her hair away from her face and stared at her drenched self once more. “D-Did I…?” she blinked as she turned to look back at him, hoping that what she had in mind wasn’t what had happened. This was not how she had planned her night when she left that dorm room. She only grew worried at the thought of someone else seeing her this way. She just hoped that no one else was there to witness whatever it was that got her to look like this. 

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A small groan was elicited from the male, yet it seemed as if the girl would not stop with her questions until he gave a rightful answer. His eyes were slightly glaring, his mouth curling in slight distaste as he made mention of his English name. "Alistair. Alistair Lee." An inward cringe was obviously in check at that moniker. "I have no idea what father was thinking when he baptized me with that name, but it's a name fit for a proper Wizard and a high-ranking Auror, which was all that he wanted me to be."

He gave a small sigh at the narration, it wasn't really something he would want to open up first thing in the evening. He chuckled at the other's usage of terms of vegan, seeing that the hippie-hipster vibe would actually fit her flow, and he could only nod in approval. "Good that you don't do glitz, Miss Congeniality." His smile turned warm, something quite rare from the usually stoic lad. "That's great and all, really. Using music for what it really is." He hummed at her query, looking up in thought as he conjured a proper answer. "Never for the two. Mostly for the fame, but it's to stray away from what has been expected of me. Something more, something beyond that bubble of an Auror my father had set." He narrowed his eyes a little at the female. "You think I'm a sap now, don't you?"

“Then where does it come from?” she inquired, puzzled as to why he was deliberately avoiding saying where he plucked the name from, it seemed like it was from nowhere. Being deliberately vague was a rock ‘n’ roll classic but she highly doubted he was thinking through this as much as she was. He didn’t look like it at all, no offense to him. Maybe because he was ashamed of where he got it from? Or the full length version sounded weird? I mean, imagine if Ringo Starr had settled for Richard Starkey. Ew. 

Her nose crinkled as her face scrunched up. She gave him a long and hard stare before gesturing to herself. “Does it look like I do glitz?” Giggling she shook her head. “No. I’m more of a vegan festival type performer, doing it for the memories and laughs.” She shrugged, ears brushing her shoulders in the process. “I don’t wanna be famous, just make someone’s day is all. A song for a smile I guess.” Shaking her head lightly as she remembered her mission, she smiled. “And you? Hm. Why does Air wanna be a rock star? Can’t just be for money and girls.”

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"Well, shit." The male could only curse under his breath once he saw the other's expression turn dreamy, obviously entranced by the lovely voices of the not-so-lovely sirens from down below. "Some people just won't listen." She had fallen over the deck once he had reached the other side, and Jonghyun took no time with leaning over and checking out where she had landed herself before pulling his shirt over his head and diving straight into the waters. The sirens were already on the move, and soon enough, they would have her in their watery clutches.

Lee Jonghyun, when did you ever transform into a hero? Those were the only thoughts that transferred inside his head once he had met with the freezing waves of the nighttime sea. His earphones still fit quite snugly in his earlobes, yet it wasn't enough to drown out the horrid shrieks of the sirens once they had noticed that someone else was out to save their supposed snack. Though he would've wanted to incendio the fuck out of those sirens, he didn't have any time for that, as the girl was already receding deep in the murky depths of the sea. With a groan, he cast a bubble onto himself and dove into the black waters, on the search for the girl.

Once submerged, his hand immediately scampered for his wand, a 13" Basilisk Fang Core Elm, and called for a lumos. It wasn't hard to search for the girl, the blonde hair was unmistakable, and he quickly swam towards her direction and caught her almost-lifeless body in his arms. Before the Sirens could even catch upon them, the boy apparated them both safely on deck, where he coughed out some excess water. Once he regained his composure, he then went over to the other's prone form and started pumping the water out from her lungs with his palm over her chest. "Wake up. No plans on doing CPR, kid. So wake up." He murmured in between coughs.

✖ cruise ✖ troubled waters • jn ◎ jh

The dreamy expression on her face remained as she continued to listen to the music of what it seemed like the mermaids were. Sighing happily, she kept on leaning forward to see the mermaid gesturing for her to come over. It wouldn’t hurt if she did come over to a swim. The water did look just as perfect too—clear as it could be. She heard herself giggle once more, nodding her head slowly as she kept leaning forward. It didn’t even look all that deep anymore. Yes, she was aware of the other person nearby, but she couldn’t really focus herself on what he was saying. She had her attention merely on the mermaids and the music that they created. It was just a soothing sound that just made her let loose, literally. Soon enough, she found herself falling off the railings. It felt like nothing for her, still entranced by what she was hearing. Her expression was still the same as she closed her eyes, relaxing herself against the fall. It wouldn’t take long and she’d be able to go and swim with the mermaids. She had always wanted to do that and she felt pretty lucky to have spot a few. 

With that, she had splashed into the water, unknown to what was going on afterwards. Jinah just felt herself slowly floating against the water, moving deeper in the water slowly. She barely even realized that she was running out of air. She didn’t care about anything else at the matter, her mind was completely in bliss. There wasn’t any panic or need to get out of the water to save herself. The only thing that she could make out was that the light from above was slowly fading away and bit by bit, everything just went black—leaving her there to float against the dark waters of the ocean.

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"Perfect girlfriend indeed." He scoffed at the statement, shaking his head once at the truth in the other's words. Chaerin was a cousin he could consider special, as she was the only one who truly knew of his real colours hidden behind the gentlemanly facade he presented the world with during family reunions. It all started when she had caught him banging his head by  a wall out of stress from being such a great actor, and their banter (and later on fight) have fueled their cat-and-mouse friendship since then. He had grown quite fond of her in the process, and was very comfortable with her at most moments, which was quite the surprise for someone who hated company from his kin. "You could say that. Or I could just have a Master Card with no cap due to the wonderful generosity of my mother...Even if Father is the one paying for it." He managed a small shrug, his eyes now fixated at the rather lavish menu the cruise had presented them with.  "Drinks?" His head craned to one side at the other's question. "You mean alcohol? I guess so. Though don't expect me to be extremely liable of your drunkenness, Rinnie."

✖ ✖ team swaggie ◎ ch • jh

As she quickened her pace, almost stumbling against him, she whined—not that he had speedy steps but instead his recklessness. She cleared her throat as she went on. “Olivia—perfect girlfriend for oppa, huh?”.She chimed sweetly, a little too sweet that it seemed quite irritating. “From the years I have known you, you weren’t charming to me even once.” She scoffed, along with a blunt tone. Chaerin knew he was a favorite among the long line of female Lee’s, all claiming that he was that one cousin whom everyone would want to marry. She recalled him being the talk of their other cousins during reunions, with that she laughed. Who could blame them, though? He had the looks and the talent, but had something lacking. Manners obviously—that is, to Chaerin. The two of them had grew too close to the point that they’d greet each other with fists rather than give their greetings like civilized people. “I’m guessing you have plenty of cash.” She mumbled to herself as she sat across from him, giving a quick look through the list of food before her, along with small sounds of her amusement once she gives it a good read. “Hey, hey—are we allowed to drink?”

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His muttering was seemingly ignored. Well whatever, it wasn't as if he was looking for any sort of conversation, really. He was just really, really bored and he had wanted to break some rules while doing it. Jonghyun never really expected that someone else would be brave enough to enter the decks at this hour, when the sirens were out and about on their nightly hunt, much less someone from Hufflepuff. He would've expected a Slytherin like him to brave the troubled seas for the moment (water was in their element so it would've been easier to resist) but seeing a Hufflepuff on the decks this eerie and empty night was something he would've never predicted.

He was always a stickler for minding his own business unless necessary, so Jonghyun decided to leave her all alone in her-nightly-peering-over-the-deck's-railings-for-some-sort-of-discovery gig. He was here to clear his mind, to prepare his whole psyche for whatever chastising his father would've wrought over once he stepped on deck or whatever. So, he decided that he would cherish these few moments of silence he still had before the aurors arrived on the cruise. Soft blues played on his sound-proofed earphones, and he leaned over the railings of the ship, letting the cold night air blow on his face as he hummed a little. He looked down below, seeing a few of these beautiful sirens opening their mouths and humming a song to him, yet he only smiled at their act--he would hear nothing of their sorcery.

But when the sirens paid no attention to his charm, that was when he started to worry. He looked back to the girl's direction, and already she was leaning ever so dangerously towards the water, her hands readily slipping from the railings. He watched in shock as she leaned forward even more, and he started onto his move, ready to restrain the girl whenever necessary. But it was still a long way to the other side, and a low chance of him making it on time. "Don't! Cover your ears! Don't listen to the sirens!"

✖ cruise ✖ troubled waters • jn ◎ jh

Despite the fact that everyone was already warned about the sirens, Nana still decided to get out that night. One reason for that was that she couldn’t really sleep well and had been tossing and turning early. It wouldn’t hurt if she did walk around the deck for awhile. To her, it just seemed like that the sirens wouldn’t really been singing for the entire night. She just decided to the take the risk and went out to the deck. It had been a relief to see that there weren’t any teachers there checking if there were students who decided to take a nightly stroll like what she was doing. Taking a deep breath, she welcomed the cool air to her and pushed her blonde locks away from her face as the wind blew it to her. She adjusted the grey cardigan that she had on, tugging it on its sleeves, hoping that it’ll keep her warm for the bit. She turned her head back for a moment, checking if anyone else was there, sighing in relief afterwards before she slowly took a few steps away from where she came from. 

Nana smiled to herself as she watched the waves glisten under the moonlight. It was enough to keep her calm and hopefully enough to make her want to get back to her bed. She did want to get some sleep, after all she had certain plans in mind for the next day. Humming softly, she had kept on walking until she had heard someone echoing her. She paused for a moment, turning her head from one side to the other, checking if anyone was around—yet no one was. It must have been just her being a bit paranoid, but it seemed like she was wrong when she had heard the voice growing louder, almost as if the person was just standing right beside her. She felt goosebumps run over her as she listened to the music, afraid that some ghost had decided to play around with her. Shaking her head for a moment, she slowly started to ease against to the music, finding it relaxing. It was like she was losing herself to it. Her lips moved up to a dazed smile as she let out a soft giggle and followed the music. It was starting to sound too beautiful to ignore and she wanted to see where it came from. 

Soon enough, she found herself against the railings, her feet pressed on it as her upper half leaned forward against the ocean. The arrival of the other seemed like nothing to her, only replying with a dream-like giggle and said, “Such lovely music…” Her body leaning forward by just a few more inches, her hands loosely gripping on the metal of the railings. 

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✖ cruise ✖ troubled waters • jn ◎ jh

Following orders was something Jonghyun had never been good at. They were instructed to not leave the bunkers after the clock stroke seven, yet the night sky (and a possible encounter with dangerous siren) was too much of a tempting offer to pass. Plus, that one recent call from his Father had tensed him up quite a lot--god forbid the Aurors did not dabble into such a catastrophe, and of course Daddy Dearest was always first in line--and it was impossible to keep still inside the rather cramped up rooms. Taking precaution still with sound-proofed earphones tucked safely in each earlobe, the boy the set out towards the topmost deck, ready for some action.

The cold air welcomed him quite dearly, the small chill running through his spine providing some sort of peculiar comfort. The deck was empty of students and professors, and the bar didn't play its usual worst forty playlist for the night. Seems like he was going to be alone for the night, until he sighted a few blonde strands blowing through the wind from the other corner of the deck. Curious as to who else was breaking the rules at this ungodly hour, he took a slow turn towards the figure, quite surprised that her uniform bore the yellow hue instead of the expected green. She was leaning over the deck, seemingly peering for some siren sightings, and nothing really seemed wrong. Careful he might startle her or something of the sort, Jonghyun kept his distance, his mutters to himself substituting a proper form of conversation.

"That's dangerous, Miss. The sirens are out for a hunt." 

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"Aurors coming on deck. Oh god no." 

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✖ cruise ✖ unlikely encounters ◎ cy • jh

Insomnia had always been one of his most usual problems. Even in the cruise, where the sea was present to cradle him to the land of Drool, Jonghyun would always find himself up in the middle of the night, attacked by some sort of horrid sleeplessness that would sometimes tempt him to jump off from that blasted ship. But no. No thoughts of suicide or anything of the sort until you prove your father wrong, Jonghyun. No time for any of that.

Slinging his trusty Olivia over his back, he then set off for an late night stroll around the decks, soon finding himself on the topmost one--empty save for a few Seventh Years tipsily trying to get themselves back into their respective bunkers. He groaned at the sight, before walking around on the borders of the vicinity, trying to find a quieter spot to start playing his tunes on. After all, what more could fit such a sleepless night than a small, personal gig?

Yet, his small exploration was interrupted when he heard sobs, small and almost mistakeable, coming from the other side of the overlook that he stood on. Usually, the Slytherin would leave the noise be (none of it was his business anyway, why bother) but his boredom led to some sort of curiosity, and as he blew his bubblegum out, he started to investigate. There was a familiar figure by one of the loungers, the shaking shoulders indicating that the male was indeed crying. From the make of his back and the deepset sounds of his sobs (weird combo, to be honest) Jonghyun immediately knew who this figure was.

"Chanyeol? What are you doing here?"

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Jonghyun could really only roll his eyes. The way Ren made himself appear intimidating was laughable, and if the younger male actually thought that barking his dangers out would make him dangerous or some sorts, he was totally wrong. Danger comes in silence, not in mindless threats, among other things. "Sure. I'm scared. That's a really great threat, Ren." He crinkled his eyes in a small eyesmile, wanting to annoy the other male just a little bit more before he succumbed to his supposed owing--which would cost him quite a lot in the guise of spells and credit money.

Sighing, he stood up to his full height, pulling his wayfarers off of his face before arching his neck to one corner as if to stretch. "You know, being like that doesn't make you sound older. I guess I got to do more work that I thought." He shook his head as he watched the other saunter off towards the opposite direction of the bar, chuckling to himself as he fetched his shirt and hastily put it on himself. "And bar is this way, kiddo. Know your directions first before trying to look cool while walking out, okay?"

cruise ♦ a slytherin always pays his debts ♦ cmk + ljh