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WHO: Yoo Joonghyuk and you! Friends. Not-friends.
WHAT: Catchall forever
WHERE: Netherworld general
WHEN: The present, the future
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.

Look at me. I am woven together by story, held firm by myth. Look at me. I will tell you of the men that ate me bloody. I will tell you of how ferociously I bit my way out of their stomachs.

— Venetta Octavia, The Alchemy of Smallness —

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[ This is a very specific place, but I actually know where this is. Joonghyuk catches the "punch" and pretends he's about to give Felix a Nasty headbutt when Felix leans in with a hiss.

Despite this being a plan they both agreed on, he leers at Felix just for giving him commands. Will he say anything? No. Why? Because they agreed on it. That doesn't mean he can't be peeved.

When the guards approach, only one of them holding a club, Joonghyuk releases Felix's neck and goes for a high kick to the ribcage. The guard stumbles with a yell that overshadows the sound of breaking bone and falls against their partner, forcing them to stay in place as support. It's your turn, small sword boy. ]

[boarwitness]

[what was that look for??? felix can't help but scowl darkly in return, despite the fact that he makes no objection, and clearly listens to his commands. tall people should die, actually.

as soon as joonghyuk kicks the guard, felix rushes in and... bodily tackles the man? it's completely mismatched, considering the physical class of the two men—but with a grunt and a heave, there's a second of air—and the injured guard is knocked completely off his feet. the afterthought grappling classes are really coming in clutch, here.

for good measure, felix kicks the downed man in the dick, because honor and chivalry is for other people, especially other people not currently engaged in a prison break. then, without hesitation, he throws himself on the standing guard, attempting to grapple him into place for joonghyuk to do whatever he wants to do.]

[regression]

[ how do they communicate in silence and leers

What Joonghyuk does since his guard is being handled by Felix is to pulse check the bruised dick guard on the floor. By pulse check, I really mean he's checking their pockets for a key. When they try to pick themselves up with haggard breaths, he puts them down and out with swift jabs to three pressure points.

They're snoozing now while unshackles the iron clasped on his ankles. His attention shifts to the other struggle in the cell. The standing guard, despite sore and possibly broken ribs, does their best to wrestle Felix and stand his ground.]

Duck.

[ It's a command, not the animal. ]

[boarwitness]

[the second guard is on felix before he can move, and the mismatch isn't working out when he's on the back foot. his punches and kicks are practically worthless in this situation.

so, when joonghyuk says "duck", felix ducks—although his expression is just as sour at being told what to do, here, even if it's to save himself from being knocked out a second time.]

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[ It isn't fancy or stylish. All Joonghyuk does is twirl the chains like a whip and lashes the metal straight into the guard's face. How are they supposed to be prepare for this? They let out a cry, staggering back straight into the wall.

As they have this short time, he passes Felix the key for his shackles and unceremoniously leashes the guard with the very restraints they put on him. ]