KIM DOKJA

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WK 1 AFTER TRIAL

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[ On the edges of the bubble, it's easy to hear a noise. The sound of shattering glass to be precise, made by one pissed off teen as he kicks the scattered glass bottles into whatever hard surface he can find.

Emotions are hard and words are harder. ]

[afterword]

[ Originally Dokja was out for some fresh 'air', he may have not been overly involved in the trial- he was too tired, it was as if everything was slowly catching up. However, it was impossible to ignore what had happened, what was going around the room.

So when he spies sight of the teen, he stops and watches as the glass shatters with each kick. After a moment, he finally calls out. ]

Akira Kijima. [ There's a brief pause, his arm crossing beneath the one in a sling. Hmm. He's not good at talking with teens. His interactions with Lee Jihye back home were an obvious sign enough. Still, he tries. ] You alright?

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[ Akira whips around, but his shoulders drop when he realizes who's talking to him. His eyes go to the sling and he huffs. ]

As good as you.

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[ At that, he chuckles. Jin, in her black hognose daemon form, peeks sluggishly from around his collar to peer at Akira. ]

"Could be better," then. [ Hmmm. ] The situation seems to be getting a lot worse. Especially with another killing at the same time as last week.

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Yeah. [ Nagako takes that opportunity to poke her snout out from where she had been nestled in Akira's hood in pit viper form, tongue flitting out once. ]

I figured it would keep happening. People vanishing is new, though. [ A pointed look because he's been reminded now of how Dokja just vanished and came back with a zombie head. ]

w2, monday ( tw: abuse )

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[ (An immediate dive into memory share because I say so!!!) Not that Kim Dokja realizes, pays no mind to those shards, but his daemon is curious and pokes at it just as Akira is nearby. | some music to go with.

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[ It's hard to relax.

To take a break.

You feel as if you need to keep moving, to keep going- there's a sudden weight that collides into your body and for a moment you stagger. It's not enough to throw you completely off guard, but you catch yourself anyways as you look down to see two pairs of arms wrapped so tightly around you.

Looking down, you find your gaze meeting the eyes of two children.

Of course one is Shin Yoosung, with her short brown hair swaying as she peers up at you with her red eyes. The other, Lee Gilyoung, looks annoyed with the girl, dark eyes glaring at her beneath short brown hair.

They've always been like this.

Eager to gather your attention, fighting with each other when they feel like the other is hogging you. Despite being so young, eleven years old, you remind yourself, they're so strong. Surviving in this ruined world. Both have been taken away from their family after the destruction of this world left them alone and abandoned- you're their family now. You know this in the love they show for you, which is both a foreign feeling to understand but you keep it close anyways.

You put both your hands on their heads and pat them, meeting two bright smiles and you're filled with fond. Protectiveness. You want to give them whatever they ask for, nothing was too big or small. You have always stayed true to your goals- willing to sacrifice yourself just to give them the life they deserve, a life that doesn't keep them fighting to survive day by day.

Your thoughts start to travel.

It starts to drift.

After all, when you were a child... things weren't like that for you growing up. You didn't have someone to rely on after a certain moment in your life.

You grew up alone.

When you blink, you're peering up at your mother, hiding slightly behind her as you tremble... as you shake. You're afraid. Looking at her, you can see the ever daily bruises marking her skin, and yet she still protects you, especially when you sport the same kind of bruises. Across from you both is y̶̦̻̐͒̍͐̄̅o̸̧̯̥̊̂̿̓̄͊̑̾ṵ̴̧̪̹̱͕̖̘̠̳͓̥̿͌̇͐̇̂̂́̊̀̒̂̕͠r̷̡̧͔̮̳̹̪̫̓͆͋̒̀͌̕͝ ̷̨̖̻͈̜̓̍ͅf̸̧̢̫̪̭̟͈̲̃̋a̶̙͔͓̞͚̳̦̱͜͝ţ̷̫̝̩̬̮̼̬̻̺͛̆̌̐̓̾̓̀͋̕h̵̛̝̺̰͕̱͚͓̠̠̓͛̈́̒̀̎͊̕ȩ̵̧̝͎͙͍̯̲̖͆r̶͚̖̬̝͎͚͚̺̠̄̐̀͆͌͊̉̓̎̐̒̀̇͝.

It's hard to make out his face, you're afraid, you're afraid, it's another bad day. It's an endless cycle, even if she tries to take the brunt of it... you can feel yourself slipping away. You need to stop this. One day, you will. Someone like that doesn't deserve to live. You both can't keep living like this. You have to.... you have to-

you close your eyes, and darkness fills you. ]

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[ The way Akira is poised as the images fade projects confidence; his breathing isn't ragged and his gaze is focused, not panicked. It last about a second until he drops down, crouching on his knees, and punches the floor. ]

...fuck. [ His right hand is clenched, the leather taut. ]

[afterword]

[ Dokja steadies himself on his legs, it's a memory he remembers before. Something in passing. His mind shakes, steady, he recomposes even as he feels out of breath. The sight of the children he travels with is a fond thought. However, a memory of his childhood... it always has a way of having him shut down. This time, though, he pushes it away, shakes his head, and tells himself to focus on the here and now. However, his attention is brought to the teen when he drops down and he moves to him. ]

...You saw it. [ His voice is quiet, more of a statement than a question. Anything else he might say doesn't come out. It's not the kind of memory you go talking about to anything, and yet there it was on display for him to see. ]

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Yeah, I— [ It's hard for Akira to focus for many reasons, but he has to, even with his heart racing against his ribcage. ]

...seeing murders is easier than that. Sorry, I didn't mean to look but I always...

[ He shakes his head, almost in an effort to match the jumbled thoughts in his head. ]

week 3 after trial;

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[ In perhaps the only good stroke of luck this week, Akira finds himself at the oasis in an effort to get away from everyone else, but runs into one of the only people he actually wants to see. He approaches Dokja, Nagako wrapped around his shoulders in her mamushi form. ]

...thanks.

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[ When someone approaches, it is Jin who lifts her head and perks from around Dokja's neck. The black hognose snake peering over and flicking her tongue out. She hangs slightly off and in their company's direction which finally has Dokja turning to glance over.

At sight of Akira does he smile, facing him completely and only looks briefly surprised at the thanks. ] There's no need to thank me. I'm always here to support you any way I can.

[ A hand raises to guide Jin back onto his shoulders but he keeps his gaze settled on the other. ] Besides, you did all the work. ..It doesn't seem easy.

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...I've gotta do it. That's what my blood is for, I guess it's my "duty"? [ There's something that almost sounds like a laugh but it's hollow. ]

I waited too long last week, and I didn't wanna make that mistake again.

[afterword]

That's a lot of pressure hanging on your shoulders with a duty like that. [ His gaze lowers at the sound of that laugh. ]

There was a lot going on last week, having three bodies to account for. Even today was busy but you helped the case against Okumura. [ Akira is definitely a reliable role here. He's been thinking about right before the Watchers took Rin away, how really it seemed like a matter of loss control. ]

week 4; after trial

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[ Akira's just walking around when he spots Dokja in the reception hall, which works out since he did want to talk with him at some point. Nagako zips over to where Jin is and gives her a sniff.

Akira sets himself up on a wall near the door. ]

Sorry about the frog thing.

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[ Jin seems to be in the middle of pacing, fur a little puffed out as the fox circles over... and over. However, catching sight of Nagako seems to relax her and she wags her tail to sniff in return with greeting.

Dokja seems to just be standing around as well, though he gives Akira a smile that does not reach his eyes. ] You don't need to apologize. It wasn't as though you were the one that cursed me.

[ ..A sigh. It was very poor timing. it could have.. gone a lot worse though. If it had happened during the investigation? Terrible. ] Sorry we couldn't bring back more evidence with blood. The path that ended up leading to... Sheba, had left a lot of blood near the fall area. Enough to consider a body had been there previously. Maybe if you had gone..

[ He could have figured something out? ]

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[ He sighs and crosses his arms across his chest. ]

The second week I checked out the butcher shop it helped us get Suigetsu somehow but—I don't like splitting my reads. I feel like that's where I fucked up that week.

But maybe I should have read Sheba's body, except I read Yelena's since the knife didn't really give me much.

[afterword]

We at least got one every time, so I wouldn't say you've failed in those attempts.

[ He nods slowly at the mention of Yelena's knife. ]

..The area where she was looked complicated. Based on what Flat found he theorized there was a usage of powers. Someone having started a fire, and another's starting the rainstorm to put it out.

[ He frowns more as he continues, this next part seeming to bother him. ] Maybe if we had found Sheba sooner, we would have had more to work with.

w6, wednesday.

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[ Here they are at a comfy cafe shop! They're given a table that's not overcrowded, rather a few tables around them are empty so they can relax.

He peers at the menu, humming. ] What are you think of getting? Coffee or tea? You can order something sweet to eat too if you like. I'll pay for us.

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[ Akira can appreciate privacy within a city. ]

Coffee. Tea is the national drink of Japan or whatever, but it's alright. [ Looking at the menu...there sure are a lot of pastries. ]

You found money?

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Looks like we're both settling on coffee then.

[ That's one thing decided! He smiles a little. ]

I have plenty to spare leftover. I haven't exactly done any shopping in the previous realms.

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[ He orders his black plus a ham and cheese croissant! Yumm. ]

I traded when I could, but I just charged to the room at the last place. Like hell I was paying for Suigetu's lobster.

week 7 pre endgame

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[ This is a lot? This is a hell of a lot but at least one of these reunions is easier than the rest. By some margin of easier, but hey it counts. Akira's more than exhausted at this point, emotionally more than physically, but that's not gonna stop him. ]

...how'd it go with Joonghyuk? [ Sure that can pass for "it's nice to see you again" in Akira speak, maybe. ]

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[ Maybe! Dokja laughs quietly at that. ]

Well, he tried to fight me immediately when we met up in the caverns. We haven't talked more yet but we plan to soon. He's probably making sure 707 doesn't go wandering off again. [ more like hei and i haven't set up our pc yet so sssh this is before that. ]

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[ Timelines are fake. ]

...alright, then I'll wait. [ ??? ]

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... Wait? For?

[ ??? ]