하나 [video]

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

-The video is being done in such a way that makes it nearly impossible to tell who is recording it. But what they're doing is clear enough. All around this person, this woman by the sound of their voice, are bodies of Shadows piling up.

Some are still attacking her, but are quickly routed by her... feet? Bare feet even. They move far faster than the lens can really keep up with, so most of it seems to be a blur. And those nearest to her are getting nice and incredibly gruesome sounding head stomps for their trouble.

All the while, she seems to be singing, softly, a little tune to herself. An entirely inappropriate tune, for those familiar with the Korean language. At least she's enjoying herself?

From the moan given at that least head stomp finisher, probably enjoying herself a bit too much... The feed eventually shuts itself off once it's clear there's no beings left willing to face the woman. But some audio remains...-

... How boring.

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( Voice > Video )

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

N—no...!

[ Abel growls in exasperation. With a click, he switches the feed to video, his craggy face twisted into a scowl. ] How and why. Was it Seth who sent you here?

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Oh well hello handsome~

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Handsome. With all these scars... ] How and why, Juri Han. I've been stuck here for over a month, and suddenly, you show up.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll tell you in person...

... In due time, anyways. I've got an itch to scratch first.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ A year of chasing Seth around the world. Leads that go nowhere, even after bashing their faces in. Taunting notes from Seth, promising an encounter when, "The time is right, brother".

And she shows up, Seth's right-hand. Juri Han, who probably knows enough, or just as much, as Seth.

Withholding the information Abel desperately seeks as if he were a dog after treats.

Full of poison and foreboding, Abel purses his lips into a tight grimace. ] Where are you?

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

I legitimately don't know.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ And she's not playing dumb, this time. ] Look around you. What kind of buildings do you see?

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

It's dark. I can't see so well without my damn eye.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Abel drags his hand across his face. ] Merde.

...wait, you don't... [ This is important info. Exploitable info. ] ...have your eye.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Don't get any ideas, frog prince. Even without it, I can do more than enough.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ The frog jokes are too obvious to anger Abel. ] I'm not stupid enough to underestimate my opponents. [ Unlike him. ] I'm sure I'll still get kicked in the face.

...can you make your way out?

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Are you worried about me?

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ No hesitation. ] No.

You and I have unfinished business. I'm getting tired of chasing him, so you'll have to do.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Oooh~ baby you're getting my all excited~

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Quoi.. Abel blushes, yet keeps his face flat. ] ...it isn't like that.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Don't be a tease, frog prince.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ What is going on? ] How am I teasing you?

You have info I need, and I'm going to get it.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you loved foreplay so much~...

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Mon dieu, this is... ] ...forget it, I'll find you myself.

[byeontae-geomi.livejournal.com]

Tut,tut

Not yet, my prince. Not until I'm ready. Ta ta~...

-Click.-

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Abel ears are blushed and ringing. He tightly grips the phone in impotent annoyance, then sighs. ]