[Elsa's outside, walking through the forest—and despite the pleasant weather, she's got a shawl wrapped around her shoulders. music seems to drift through the trees, carried on a light breeze.
as soo-won draws near, he'll realize that the music is actually coming from elsa—she's singing.]
Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear, And in her song, all magic flows. But can you brave what you most fear? Can you face what the river knows?
but soo-won is going to be in the forest as well, closer to a clearing. a hawk circles overhead, and between the cry of a hawk and the sound of music, soo-won can't help but find himself wandering closer to the voice.
and his expression brightens when he sees her. at the end of the verse, he chimes in - ]
in all honesty, soo-won is making his rounds. with him he brings a tray and on it rests one tea pot and a bunch of empty cups, almost like he plans on seeking out a lot of company over the next few hours
well, she's more or less isolated herself. she's sitting back in the forest they met in before, completely quietly this time. at his voice, she looks up, but instead of responding immediately, she nods. it's another beat before she blinks, and says out loud:]
Oh. Certainly.
[she looks a little out of it. no prizes for why.]
admittedly soo-won was a little preoccupied immediately after execution - but given the night before, he doesn't think it's very polite of him to not check on elsa again. he doesn't come with tea this time, but he will go to find her, offering a soft smile]
Afternoon, Elsa.
[it's hard to call it a good afternoon but oh well]
[Elsa isn't too hard to find, this time—she's in the square, writing in her journal—a physical object, rather than the PHS. at soo-won's voice, she looks up, and gifts him a wane smile.]
Hello, Won. I was waiting for you to pass by. I have your cloak.
[and so she does—folded neatly up beside her on the bench.]
[it was hard to shake the morning out of her head. but it's number three in... well, just as many days. and the cry last night had been something she'd needed.]
How is Yona? I'm glad you were the one who went to her.
[well, once kano is finally taken away after an hour, elsa is ready to have a depression nap while everyone else has their lil moments with the soon-to-be-departed—and she's making her way slowly back to the inn.
surprisingly, she looks rather calm—albeit, decidedly aloof. if it wasn't for the pinch in her brow (or the fact that she spent an hour holding kano's arm), it would be hard to discern that she's even bothered at all.]
[it seems like it's a little hard to find soo-won! as in - it takes a few hours?
but eventually, if elsa wanders into the forest, he's settled beneath a tree, reading... a book? it seems like a medical book! he's halfway through it. what?
he looks a little pale - but he does look up when he sees her and offers up a smile]
[it makes sense that won would be hanging out in the pub. it's good people-watching (and interacting), which he seems to enjoy quite a bit. when it looks like he's reasonably free, she leans over to the side of him, fully decked in pirate finery, and smiles.]
w0, sunday
as soo-won draws near, he'll realize that the music is actually coming from elsa—she's singing.]
Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear,
And in her song, all magic flows.
But can you brave what you most fear?
Can you face what the river knows?
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but soo-won is going to be in the forest as well, closer to a clearing. a hawk circles overhead, and between the cry of a hawk and the sound of music, soo-won can't help but find himself wandering closer to the voice.
and his expression brightens when he sees her. at the end of the verse, he chimes in - ]
Oh, is it a folk song? It sounds lovely.
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[she jumps, whipping around to face soo-won, clearly surprised to be caught mid-note.]
Won! I'm sorry, I thought no one else was around. Did I bother you?
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[he tilts his head]
Is there more to the song? I'd like to listen, if that's alright.
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week 0, post-trial
in all honesty, soo-won is making his rounds. with him he brings a tray and on it rests one tea pot and a bunch of empty cups, almost like he plans on seeking out a lot of company over the next few hours
sometime during then, he'll go to find elsa]
Might I borrow some of your time?
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well, she's more or less isolated herself. she's sitting back in the forest they met in before, completely quietly this time. at his voice, she looks up, but instead of responding immediately, she nods. it's another beat before she blinks, and says out loud:]
Oh. Certainly.
[she looks a little out of it. no prizes for why.]
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but instead he'll just move to quietly sit besides her, pouring tea for them both. he'll offer a cup out to her, and takes a sip from his own]
I think tea tends to taste better with company.
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I think so, too.
[and that is several cups.]
Are you planning to see who it tastes best with? Goodness, and I thought I was special.
[humor! it's deflective, to distract from the wavering emotional undercurrent! please don't notice.]
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week 0, other sunday
admittedly soo-won was a little preoccupied immediately after execution - but given the night before, he doesn't think it's very polite of him to not check on elsa again. he doesn't come with tea this time, but he will go to find her, offering a soft smile]
Afternoon, Elsa.
[it's hard to call it a good afternoon but oh well]
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Hello, Won. I was waiting for you to pass by. I have your cloak.
[and so she does—folded neatly up beside her on the bench.]
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[he seems pleased to see it again. he'll move to trade spots with it, sitting beside her and letting the cloak rest on his lap]
How are you feeling?
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Perhaps "better prepared" is more apt.
[it was hard to shake the morning out of her head. but it's number three in... well, just as many days. and the cry last night had been something she'd needed.]
How is Yona? I'm glad you were the one who went to her.
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w1, post-trial
surprisingly, she looks rather calm—albeit, decidedly aloof. if it wasn't for the pinch in her brow (or the fact that she spent an hour holding kano's arm), it would be hard to discern that she's even bothered at all.]
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he's looking for people - and for elsa he's going to approach quietly]
... Elsa. You were with him?
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I'll leave him to others, now. He was... is... well loved.
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... I wish that he could have given himself more time to realize it.
[but he'll look to her]
How are you feeling?
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week 1, post-execution
but eventually, if elsa wanders into the forest, he's settled beneath a tree, reading... a book? it seems like a medical book! he's halfway through it. what?
he looks a little pale - but he does look up when he sees her and offers up a smile]
Elsa.
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Hot chocolate.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything. I can leave and come back later, if you'd prefer.
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[and he'll close up his book]
I was just reading up on how to give myself stitches.
[i see]
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w2, Tuesday sometime?
This seat taken?
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On the contrary, I was saving it for you.
[sure]
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she slides into the seat across from him, pulling her braid over her shoulder.]
Better, or worse than space?
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?????how'd i miss this one??????
dw........
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soo-won with a gun: i'll always try and choose the path of least harm, but...
yea that's the plot of akayona
i can't wait to read akayona after this and give soo-won the gun he so richly deserves
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W4, Monday!
are you looking for elsa, or trying to just bump into her? what time of day? she doesn't seem to be out and about...]
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it's locked, though. maybe she's inside! but knocking won't give any answer.
what it WILL give is a tiny thump against the door. thump. thump, thump.]
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