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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Shinwoo, Ik-han and Yuna see a suspicious person on their way home; Shinwoo knows what to do.
Rating: G
Notes: Set in the middle of season one.
Wavered between writing this in pure dialogue or in my usual style. Pure dialogue won out. :3 And then when I looked at the finished result…I added in description. XD;;
Genre: Humour/Crack
Word count: 383
Status: Complete
Shinwoo grinned up at the sky, lifting his hands to let them rest behind his head. "Ehehe, you're getting better at playing!" And Yuna was – her score wasn't keeping even, but she'd at least been able to kill him and Ik-han a few times.
Yuna smiled. "Thank you. I'm still not as good as you yet," she admitted, but her expression didn't change, which was good.
"You'll get better the more you play." Beside him, Ik-han pushed his glasses up his nose, smirking. "Though Shinwoo's played a lot and still can't beat my score."
Shinwoo sent him a challenging glare. "Yeah? We'll see about next time." He'd been helping Yuna so of course his score would have suffered!
He and Ik-han stopped when they realised that Yuna wasn't walking alongside them anymore. Shinwoo turned around to see her staring at something in the shadows. "Um… Who's that?" she said nervously.
"Who's – oh. He doesn't look very steady on his feet," Ik-han said quietly. Both Shinwoo and Ik-han moved so that they stood next to Yuna, ready to grab her and run, just in case.
"No, he doesn't," Shinwoo agreed. The mister was lumbering on his feet, shuffling for a few steps before stopping and then shuffling forward again. His head was down, like he didn't have the strength to keep it up. Shinwoo hummed, really giving the man a once over, an idea forming in his head. "Do you think he's a zombie?"
"Ack!" Ik-han squawked, whirling to stare at him. "Why do you think that?"
Wasn't it obvious? "The weirdly coloured skin, the dragging feet, the blank look on his face-"
"Shhhh! He'll hear you!"
"-But he's not shooting laser beams out of his eyes." Now that the mister was in the streetlight, Shinwoo could see that he did have whites in his eyes. So maybe he wasn't exactly the same as the other mister. Another idea popped into Shinwoo's head. "I know!" He scanned the street for what he needed and spotted one instantly. It'd be a great way to check!
"…You know what?" Ik-han said warily as Shinwoo dashed over to it.
"A-Ah!"
"Hey, wait-! Put that trashcan down!"
If the mister didn't react to him picking it up, at least he definitely had a weapon on hand this time!
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*sneeeeeerk* I was writing this for a 'Any fandom, any characters, "The hell those aren't zombies!"' prompt but yeeeeah, don't think it fits it that well. XDD;
(Just in case, the guy is a zombie. X3)
Summary: Shinwoo, Ik-han and Yuna see a suspicious person on their way home; Shinwoo knows what to do.
Rating: G
Notes: Set in the middle of season one.
Wavered between writing this in pure dialogue or in my usual style. Pure dialogue won out. :3 And then when I looked at the finished result…I added in description. XD;;
Genre: Humour/Crack
Word count: 383
Status: Complete
Shinwoo grinned up at the sky, lifting his hands to let them rest behind his head. "Ehehe, you're getting better at playing!" And Yuna was – her score wasn't keeping even, but she'd at least been able to kill him and Ik-han a few times.
Yuna smiled. "Thank you. I'm still not as good as you yet," she admitted, but her expression didn't change, which was good.
"You'll get better the more you play." Beside him, Ik-han pushed his glasses up his nose, smirking. "Though Shinwoo's played a lot and still can't beat my score."
Shinwoo sent him a challenging glare. "Yeah? We'll see about next time." He'd been helping Yuna so of course his score would have suffered!
He and Ik-han stopped when they realised that Yuna wasn't walking alongside them anymore. Shinwoo turned around to see her staring at something in the shadows. "Um… Who's that?" she said nervously.
"Who's – oh. He doesn't look very steady on his feet," Ik-han said quietly. Both Shinwoo and Ik-han moved so that they stood next to Yuna, ready to grab her and run, just in case.
"No, he doesn't," Shinwoo agreed. The mister was lumbering on his feet, shuffling for a few steps before stopping and then shuffling forward again. His head was down, like he didn't have the strength to keep it up. Shinwoo hummed, really giving the man a once over, an idea forming in his head. "Do you think he's a zombie?"
"Ack!" Ik-han squawked, whirling to stare at him. "Why do you think that?"
Wasn't it obvious? "The weirdly coloured skin, the dragging feet, the blank look on his face-"
"Shhhh! He'll hear you!"
"-But he's not shooting laser beams out of his eyes." Now that the mister was in the streetlight, Shinwoo could see that he did have whites in his eyes. So maybe he wasn't exactly the same as the other mister. Another idea popped into Shinwoo's head. "I know!" He scanned the street for what he needed and spotted one instantly. It'd be a great way to check!
"…You know what?" Ik-han said warily as Shinwoo dashed over to it.
"A-Ah!"
"Hey, wait-! Put that trashcan down!"
If the mister didn't react to him picking it up, at least he definitely had a weapon on hand this time!
*sneeeeeerk* I was writing this for a 'Any fandom, any characters, "The hell those aren't zombies!"' prompt but yeeeeah, don't think it fits it that well. XDD;
(Just in case, the guy is a zombie. X3)