dong-hwi ☂ number two

[nyavericking]

Who: Dong-hwi Ju & somarium
Where: wandering around Somni & Espoir
Style: Either works~
Status: Open~!

[Thanks for tuning back in for the exciting next installment of Dong-hwi Ju: Hopeless Boy in Love!

It seems like every time he shows his face in public, he's got some kind of new issue. This isn't his normal kind of attitude, promise! But he found himself

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[tofairypark]

[Suu had just been wandering by. And then she saw the cat. So, naturally, she's checking out this real cat - real cats are exciting. And actually meowing at it.]

Nyaa- [oh, you're talking to her. Realising that little fact, Suu glances around then points to herself before replying.] Right?

[nyavericking]

[blink blink. Err- He's a little surprised at the sudden conversation so he stumbles a bit!

However Number Ten seems to have his back and instead replies with a hearty 'Meow!' It manages to bring him back to earth, at least.]

Right?

[most intelligent conversation ever]

[tofairypark]

[he's surprised? Think of how poor Suu feels, suddenly spoken to out of nowhere. Though really, they did the same thing to each other. The pair of them...

[She looks distinctly pleased that the cat replied to her, and smiles at it briefly before glancing back to him.] Right.

Are you looking for someone?

[nyavericking]

[nodding!]

Right! [...] I mean-- yeah.

Ahh, do you know anyone named Yun-lee Lee?

[tofairypark]

[she shakes her head.] I'm sorry; I don't know anyone with that name.

[nyavericking]

Bummer... [a sigh and Number Ten speaks up with another meow. Dong-hwi has to muster up a smile for the cat]

Aha, don't worry Number Ten, I'm sure we'll find a hint...

[tofairypark]

Number Ten? [she crouches down to nearly eye level with the cat, meowing at him again.] Is that his name?

[nyavericking]

[his smile is a touch more genuine this time as he laughs]

Sort of? I can't officially name him since he's not mine, but I have to find some way to differentiate all the cats around here!

[tofairypark]

How many are there? [if he's numbering them, he has to know. And then she can differentiate too!]

[nyavericking]

Well, from back home? There are- [a falter, but he tries to cover it up with a smile] seven left, though the numbers go up to eight.

Since I got here, I've made good friends with Number Nine and Number Ten here has been warming up to me lately. I've seen two candidates for Numbers Eleven and Twelve though.

[tofairypark]

How nice. [she smiles, noticing his falter and saying nothing. It's his own busines, not hers.] You have real cats where you come from as well?

[nyavericking]

'course we do!

[... wait.]

Do you not have cats where you come from?

[tofairypark]

[she shakes her head.] Most of them are synthetic. I had one, but he was synethetic.

I met one once, though.

[nyavericking]

How do you have a synthetic cat?

[his interest has been piqued! a very, very curious look~]

[tofairypark]

Real cats are too rare. [she pauses, looking thoughtful.]

Most animals are too rare to not be synthetic.

[nyavericking]

[. . . ?]

What a strange world. It sounds kinda... lonely.