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「lvl.1」Video [un: huntersung]
Apr. 3rd, 2024 07:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sungsolo[Video post time! Time to introduce ourselves to the network, yeah? And Sunwaning bridge seemed like as good a backdrop as any. Jinwoo is perched to sit so that his back is to the autumn segment. There's the usual audio ambiance that comes with filming outdoors (if a little still and quiet at the moment, post battle), but there also seems to be someone else with him too, doing something in the background. There's a large black and purple shadow in the shape of a man in armor, and he seems to be circling and puzzling over something. Jinwoo's not paying him any mind.]
Hello. My name is Sung Jinwoo.
[The face that belongs to the name is a young man in his twenties. Gray eyes, sharp features, Korean, looking a little tired and a lot ruffled. There's a red stain smudged at the corner of his mouth where he obviously wiped with the back of his hand. He seems calm but unsure. Not exactly unconfident or awkward, just... Okay, maybe a LITTLE awkward. It feels strange talking to a bunch of strangers who may or may not respond. Like he's talking to himself, and putting himself out there like that feels strange after all this time. Jinah is the one that does this kind of things with her friends, not him. He sighs, barely audible, but he seems to have collected himself afterwards, looking into the camera steadily.]
I'm new here and I'm still familiarizing myself with the city. So I'm looking for some recommendations. A tailor, specifically. If any of the other outworlders here can do it, that's fine too. I'll pay.
[Ah, right. That's the other noticeable thing about the video- his current state. He looks like he just went nine rounds with something unpleasant. His clothes are in a rough enough state that it's obvious he was fighting (presumably for his life with those holes and tears) until just recently. To a well trained eye some of the damage makes it seem like he was stabbed? Possibly repeatedly?? But he seems fine so just- help him out he just had the one set of nice clothes from home-]
I'll need a replacement set. These got a little beat up just n-
[He was just picking at the sliced, blood stained fabric on his shoulder (no wound underneath) when that line of explanation is interrupted by the sound of metal armor being jostled noisily. It comes from behind him where the big guy was. Jinwoo's face shows mild surprise for a moment, and then turns slowly to wariness and mild irritation right as he turns his head to look behind him. The big guy finally decided what he wanted to do. He's visibly dropping the now empty armor of a dullahan just behind where Jinwoo is sitting on the bridge, like a dog with its new favorite stick. Just look at that big dopey smile, he's so proud of himself!
Jinwoo is, sadly, not so impressed.]
What, it didn't have a head, so you brought the whole thing over as a trophy instead? I told you not to do that here. [VIDEO OVER. The feed cuts when Jinwoo gets up to go over there. Ya'll don't need to overhear Iron getting lectured AGAIN.]
Hello. My name is Sung Jinwoo.
[The face that belongs to the name is a young man in his twenties. Gray eyes, sharp features, Korean, looking a little tired and a lot ruffled. There's a red stain smudged at the corner of his mouth where he obviously wiped with the back of his hand. He seems calm but unsure. Not exactly unconfident or awkward, just... Okay, maybe a LITTLE awkward. It feels strange talking to a bunch of strangers who may or may not respond. Like he's talking to himself, and putting himself out there like that feels strange after all this time. Jinah is the one that does this kind of things with her friends, not him. He sighs, barely audible, but he seems to have collected himself afterwards, looking into the camera steadily.]
I'm new here and I'm still familiarizing myself with the city. So I'm looking for some recommendations. A tailor, specifically. If any of the other outworlders here can do it, that's fine too. I'll pay.
[Ah, right. That's the other noticeable thing about the video- his current state. He looks like he just went nine rounds with something unpleasant. His clothes are in a rough enough state that it's obvious he was fighting (presumably for his life with those holes and tears) until just recently. To a well trained eye some of the damage makes it seem like he was stabbed? Possibly repeatedly?? But he seems fine so just- help him out he just had the one set of nice clothes from home-]
I'll need a replacement set. These got a little beat up just n-
[He was just picking at the sliced, blood stained fabric on his shoulder (no wound underneath) when that line of explanation is interrupted by the sound of metal armor being jostled noisily. It comes from behind him where the big guy was. Jinwoo's face shows mild surprise for a moment, and then turns slowly to wariness and mild irritation right as he turns his head to look behind him. The big guy finally decided what he wanted to do. He's visibly dropping the now empty armor of a dullahan just behind where Jinwoo is sitting on the bridge, like a dog with its new favorite stick. Just look at that big dopey smile, he's so proud of himself!
Jinwoo is, sadly, not so impressed.]
What, it didn't have a head, so you brought the whole thing over as a trophy instead? I told you not to do that here. [VIDEO OVER. The feed cuts when Jinwoo gets up to go over there. Ya'll don't need to overhear Iron getting lectured AGAIN.]
