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RYU HYUN:

                                 ❛          oh—–       ❜                    he  pauses,                 tilting  his  head  a  bit  as  he  watches  the  other  move  to  the  script.                 a  part  of  him  wants  to  feel  sad  about  it  ;  but  he  knows  this  is  how  luciel  is  –  he  can’t  truly  fault  him  for  that.              he’s  lived  like  that  for  years.              it  would  take  TIME  ;  hyun  had  plenty  of  time. 

                               he  sighs  gently  &  moves  to  put  himself  up  onto  the  counter.                 he  leans  back  onto  his  palms  &  rolls  his  neck  lightly.              ❛      —————-it’s  with  a  celebrity,            so  it  should  be  good  for  my  career.    ❜               he  muses  lightly,             shrugging  his  shoulders.                he  didn’t  care  much  about  the  celebrity  business –  but  he  was  excited  for  the  production.                       ❛          the  celebrity  is  echo  girl.                 i  don’t  know  much  about  her  ———-     i’m  just  worried  that  they’re  going  to  want  she  &  i  to  do  publicity  stunts  as  a  couple.     ❜

 ❛  Echo Girl?! … wow wow ~      corners of lips pulled into a smile as he flipped through pages brow arching with a nod of his head. who would have thought Zen would make it this far   ———    oh yeah he did.   V did & Rika did.   he was certain she would be proud to know their celebrity had made his mark. the pads of his fingers grazing down the side of the script before he set it down turning to the other. a bright grin, vixen like ; returning back to the seven-zero-seven everyone knew.            I should totally get an autograph for Tom … ah maybe I should get yours too.

he moved himself to settle on couch rolling his neck to pop before his gaze shifted to the door.     oh.    slightly off hinges barely holding on. a wince at the idea that he was   that  strong and a quick clear of his throat.    ❛  I … uh ahem   I’ll fix that .. you do have tools don’t you? like a normal person? ❜     distract.      although this was him actually trying to fix his mess. he stood up once again allowing his jacket to drop off his shoulders hanging. left with his normal loose tank with of course silver cross clacking against his chest. he was inspecting it now before an awkward chuckle rubbing at the nape of his neck.       ❛  guess I don’t know my own strength …  my bad.  but I can fix it for free…since I broke it.