☾ ¦ Dining Hall

Jieun sat down quietly to eat. She sighed before picking up her fork, and listlessly picking at some rice. She wasn't that hungry, but she had to eat sometime... She moved some of the food around before moving them into . It tasted good, but Jieun's appetite was long since lost. She sighed again, and looked up. She looked around like she had done countless amounts of times before, and she picked up her knife to saw into some meat rather disgustedly. Why were they here? Why did the king want more people to die now? The war was over. And what about her contribution to the war? Shouldn't she, at least, have been counted out of this?

@♡ ¦ Song Jieun She gave the girl a nod. "I'm sure. I'm not hungry at the moment." Victoria wasn't quite sure if that was a lie or now. The food looked delicious, but she wasn't too tempted to eat it. If she did, she'd make some where she can be assured that nothing have been tainted with.

@♡ ¦ Victoria Song Jieun kept her smile. "Yes, too bad." She agreed. She glanced down at her food. "Are you sure you're not eating?" She asked. She gnawed at the inside of her cheek. She usually never interacted with people; it was making her kind of nervous. She sighed before taking in a deep breath.

@♡ ¦ Song Jieun Victoria didn't give the girl anything that might calm her nerves. It way almost hilarious to see how nervous she was and she almost felt like toying with her, but that would've been a dangerous idea. A cornered dog will maul you. "Too bad we;re forced to stay here under such a pretense." She said with a soft scoff. No matter how beautiful the palace was, it was still tainted.

@♡ ¦ Victoria Song "Oh, okay." Jieun replied. There was a whole bunch of tempting food over there, why wouldn't she eat? She probably wasn't too hungry. "Well..." Jieun took a second to look around. "It's nice... I guess." Jieun frowned. She might've appreciated it more if she wasn't stuck here with people she was supposed to kill. She shuffled around nervously, and eyed the girl rather warily. Why was the girl being so nice? Jieun put a polite smile in place of her frown.

@♡ ¦ Song Jieun Victoria shook her head. As a child, her mother basically taught her not to eat other people's cooking. It may seem rude to the host, but nothing against them. "No, I'm just looking around. It's quite marvelous, isn't it?" She'll have to explore the kitchen one of these days and prepare herself a quick meal.

@♡ ¦ Victoria Song Jieun stopped picking at the food and looked up. "Oh, hello." She replied in surprise. She didn't think many people would be talking to others for fear they'd be killed. But still, she shouldn't be hostile or anything in case the person was actually capable of killing. She shouldn't make any enemies. She stood up. She didn't like the idea of sitting when the person she was talking to was standing. "Did you come to eat?"

@♡ ¦ Song Jieun Victoria paused in her tracks for a moment, surprised to see another person in there. Well, she shouldn't have been that shocked. This was a public area and there are plenty of people roaming around the castle. So far, she haven't hear of anyone dying. In a way, she secretly hopes it remains that way. It's foolish to murder someone over a game. When the king dies, then what? Back to war?

She slowly approach the other lady, not sure of she was friend or foe. Hopefully this will test the waters. "Hello there." She said with a small smile.

@♡ ¦ Victoria Song (It's okay ^^)
Jieun slipped into the dining hall, away from the library. She was exploring, getting used to the castle. If she was going to survive this, it'd be useful to have a vast knowledge of the castle. The library had been huge, but it didn't have many of the books she needed. She sighed, running her hand over the tables. She might as well eat, or she'd starve to death. She filled a plate with food, with growing suspicion over whether or not the food was poisoned. She cautiously sat down at a table and slowly picked at her food.

@♡ ¦ Song Jieun Victoria slowly walked though the dining hall amazed at its grandeur. By now, she should be used to it, but it was amazing each and every time. Awe inspiring to say the least. Of course, she was a commoner. Or perhaps she want accustom to such beauty? Whatever it was she hopes that it will never stop. Then life will become boring for her.

(sorry its short, i'm on mobile)

Ravi walked through the long hall that led to the dining room, he was surprised by how big it was, but his expression didn't show it and he remained in his regular bored look. He walked slowly through the place and scanned the area, trying to find where all the food was, which as his main purpose of being here. He turned hhis head and his eyes met a platter of delicious food. He walked over to the table and began to place food on his plate.

Jiyeon sat at the table quietly as she ate. She was now dressed in a pair of black pants which was paired with a black, long-sleeved shirt. This time, she was wearing a black mask which was glittery and decorated with crystals.While eating, she observed the people inside the dining hall and smirked slightly. Nobody knew of her identity and she wanted to keep it that way. Nobody knew there was a knife strapped on her thigh and also her arm either. She quickly but gracefully ate and then, she stood up and left the dining hall to observe the castle.

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@♡ ¦ Sunny Lee [And sorry for replying late, too. :p]

It surprised Kyungsoo that the lady didn't recognize him and it took him a few moments before realizing that he had his mask on. Of course, no one would recognize the famous linen tramp turned sliver of silk when masked. He smiled in spite of himself, and decided not to answer her question. She spoke, yet again, and it startled Kyungsoo; within him an internal struggle when she told him her occupation.

A finger, pale and cold, touched his chapped lips. "Sssh." He blinked and spoke in a hush. "You're not supposed to say anything about you so easily." He was afraid ever since the game started and now suddenly, he was more afraid for her than of her. He had seen her face, and now he had been given information about her albeit it a fraction of what comprised the lady's identity.

"Let's agree to never tell anything about each other." The suggestion was a double-edged sword; an advantage and a disadvantage. It might kill them.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan blushed at the small skinship, red hue mixing in with his pale complexion. It wasn't that he had never held anyone's hand before, he had many times to say the least. But this was one between friends, and for some reason, that made his mood brighten considerably high. "It's not a problem, really," he reassured his new friend, being easily flustered at the praise and attention. He bowed his head back gently, his smile widening just a bit.

As he heard the other's words, he blinked, confused. Once they left the dining area, would they be attacked? It would be a waste to die when he just made someone who he could trust later on in the future. With his hand still clasped tightly with the boy's, he nodded hesitantly. "Sure, I'm fine with that. Um, let's be careful, okay?" he suggested, voice laced with concern for the both of them. He stood up from his seat as well, leaving his glass half filled on the table. "You lead the way," he murmured shyly, not wanting to lose his way in the huge castle. Though he had roamed around earlier, he was still unsure about which way to go and all.

Though he should suspect Luhan of being suspicious, after all the male was asking them to be secluded, he felt himself slowly beginning to trust the fragile boy. He didn't mind following him anywhere as long as he knew he was safe. Maybe when they were singled out, he would take off this mask that was starting to irritate him, the unnecessary pressure causing his itch to take it off grow.

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan's heart felt so at ease as the other accepted his demand. It was the best gift ever at the moment, the only thing he would ever ask. He took his hand and held him tight, trying to show how glad he was as a smile perked up his lips. "thank you, thank you so much" He said as he bowed his head. He man seemed trustful somehow, he didn't even know his face or his emotions yet he felt like he could really rely on him.

He grew up having not so many friends, his best friend was his mother. It was no joke, they did everything together which made Luhan turn almost into a girl. It didn't seem like it but since he had no father, he wasn't a tough boy who could fight or defend himself. He was really sensitive and weak, he wasn't able to be mean, at least it was hard to. He learned everything by his mother. The friends he had weren't taking him as someone important, they always shoved him away at some point without saying anything and just disappearing.

He unconsciously smiled as the other's ruffled his hair, making him realize the situation. It was so weird, he had just made a friend and he didn't even know a thing about him. He was a stranger with a mask, he only spoke a few words with him and it felt like they've spoke so much more since he didn't feel awkward towards him. He got up as he wanted to move to another quieter place with his new friend, question of knowing him better. "D-Do you want to come to some place more quiet with me? I-I'm not going to do anything... I just want to talk" He said shyly while feeling suspicious once again. It seemed like everything Luhan did was suspicious even though he didn't mean to and the fact that he knew it seemed that way felt like he was even more suspicious.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan only stared back at the male with his normal eyes, of course, a bit of the corners were cut off by the mask. "It's nice to meet you Luhan," he spoke loud enough for only the other to hear. It wasn't Korean, that's for sure, but Himchan wasn't one to judge base on race. He patted the male's back gently as he felt himself being squeezed by the tight hold, releasing a light laugh. He allowed his suit to be soaked, it was rude to push away a crying person, one who he felt a small connection with anyways.

He continued to rub soothing circles on the latter's back until he pulled away. He was glad the other wasn't crying as much anymore, his head tilting a bit as his eyes locked onto the other pair of orbs staring at him. He was shocked by the question personally, he hasn't made any friends for years, he was usually awkward around people which made them avoid him on the streets. Of course, night life was totally different. "F-Friends?" he stuttered. Perhaps this Luhan would only joking with him, he thought until he saw the endless streams of tears running down his face, seeping through his mask. A small smile tugged on his lips, reaching out and cupping the male's cheek. Gently, he wiped the tear away, nodding slowly. "Of course we can."

Himchan, by now, was really happy. He made most likely made a friend in a weird way. This boy really wasn't avoiding him, and the thought itself was satisfying. His hands then trailed up, adoringly ruffling the male's hair, which he quickly found out was smooth. He then pulled his hand away after a few moments, a smile still settled on his lips.

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan gulped as the other whispered his name in his ear, making him look up to him with wide eyes. "I-I'm Luhan" He mumbled through his cry. When the other hugged him, he felt so warm, so comforted, it was as if he was some magical person. He didn't have a face but he had a heart and that was all Luhan could ask for. He didn't move as the other was embracing him but after a few seconds, he held him back tighter. He sobbed against his shoulder, it was as if he could do it for hours with him being there.

Luhan didn't mean to seem weak, he just was and doing the situation like this made him look like nothing more than that. He pulled away while wiping off his tears and looking at the other in the eyes he could only see. "C-Can we be friends?" He mumbled through his remaining cry. "I know we shouldn't make friends here b-but, I need a friend like you" He continued, looking at him with a sincere face as he really couldn't accept a decline at the moment.

If he was going to say no, Luhan would never have the courage to ask someone else again. It was too hard to accept, specially since Luhan was a sensitive boy. He prayed in his head for him to say yes as he waited for the answer. Even though he knew praying would change nothing since there was no god to listen to him. God was fake, if god was real he wouldn't be in this situation at the moment. He was only praying to himself, no one else, no god, just his own mind that was listening to him and his thoughts.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan noticed the frown, well, Himchan noticed almost anything to be honest. He was a quiet bystander most of the time, and he had adapted to a life of silence and sneaking to get information. He was a bit surprised at the next statement. He was sure someone so, for a lack of better words, friendly as the man would be someone with many acquaintances. And he was wrong, wasn't he always. He was a bit more shocked as the male stood up, walking over to him.

Himchan warily scooted to the back of his chair, back pressed up against the rest as his breath hitched slightly. His eyes were now fixated on the hand that was just inches away from him. His teeth dug into his bottom lip, almost causing drops of blood to spill out if he had bit the flesh even hard.

He was still cautious around the said male, about to deny him until he was cut off at the stutter. Next thing he knew, the other was crying in front of him. It was weak, pathetic, and it reminded him of his old self. No one took him in even though he sobbed and screamed for help back then. His eyes softened, taking the male's hand gently into his as he pulled him in carefully. He placed his mouth near the other's ear, parting his lips as he whispered. "Himchan, my name is Himchan." He couldn't help but embrace the heap that was kneeling on the ground, pulling him into a warm embrace. He had vowed to himself never to be like the cold people of the kingdom who ignored everyone that was pitied for their own good. But in a situation like this, could he afford to even make friends?

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan frowned worriedly as the other asked why he would ask his name. Was there a reason for him to ask his name? He just asked his name since he wanted to make an acquaintance, Luhan wasn't going to hurt him or do anything to him, it made him worried to think that someone would suspect him. He never wanted to seem that way, he would never do anything to anyone, Luhan was someone who could be trusted no matter what.

"B-Because I have no friends..." He mumbled, unsure if that was good enough to answer to get him out of the suspicious zone he felt like he was in. He got up and went by the other's side, bowing before handing him out his hand. He was going to try his best to prove to people he could be trusted because the suspicious ones were probably the first targets. It was stupid for Luhan to think that way because obviously, the trusted ones were the targets, they were the weakest and the weakest never ended up in the finals.

"Y-You can trust me, I won't do anything" He said sincerely and nervously. He couldn't keep it in anymore, he truly needed a friend, he needed someone he could talk to. "I'm scared" He finally said in a low trembling voice to the other. At that moment, he thought he was going to fall apart. Tears started flowing down his cheek while he held his hand against his mouth, trying not to make any sobbing sound, that's when his knee fell to the floor in front of the masked stranger.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan's eyes bore through the male, sight never leaving the figure in front of him as clearly, he was so far the most interesting thing in the room. Everything seem to fade away, and not to mention that the male was the only one interacting with him. If they were on the streets, he figured that the mysterious boy wouldn't even bother with him. His eyes slightly narrowed at the word "mother." At least the male had one. Himchan was an orphan now, and he couldn't help but be jealous by the fact that the man had someone who fretted over him, who worried about him everyday. He hummed, slightly annoyed as he averted his eyes once again.

He was shock when he saw the red liquid spluttered over the white silk, creating a devilish contrast. Of course, the wine was soon soaked. He huffed quietly, stilling his legs before tapping the tip of his feet on the floor, creating a comforting and steady beat, only for him to hear. He took another sip of the wine in front of him, all worries now thrown out the door as he figured he was one of the weaker ones. He wouldn't last, and he never would.

"My name..." he started the sentence, trailing off as he blew the fridge covering his eyes. As if the mask wasn't enough. And plus, this was the first time that someone had asked for his name. Of course, now that the situation had turned around, he wasn't sure if it was safe for him to give out such information. Should he give a nickname of sorts? Or should he spill his real name out to the male, who seemed a bit too fragile to do any real damage but looks were deceiving. "Why do you want to know my name?" he asked softly, a small smile tugging on his lips.

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan's eyes widen as he got startled by the other male asking him a question. Everything seemed so alerting at the moment, like he was die in less than a second. He didn't know what to answer to the boy first, there was so many things he was thinking about at the moment. He looked up to the ceiling before answering something that would describe his most of his thoughts. "I wonder when I'll die and what my mother will do without me" He mumbled with his head down.

He took another glass to drink, taking a sip before discovering it was wine which made him spill it once again as he thought it was really poison. He gasped since this was wine, which stained. He looked around from left to the right, feeling so sorry for what he just did to everyone siting near him. After a few seconds, he realized he should give a damn about it since we were all about to die anyways.

"W-What's your name?" He asked nervously as he wanted to change his thoughts by doing so. It was going to be the first person he ever asked his name to, he didn't know what kind of adventure he'd be having with the man, he even had a mask which made him feel awkward and somehow scared. He sat there while curling up his toes into his shoes, wondering if they would be friends or slight acquaintances. Luhan knew he would never kill anyone in here, it was impossible for him to do so.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan let out a deep breath, eyes staring at nothing in peculiar as he slowly forced himself to eat, shoving the food into his mouth and between his plump lips as he chewed on the piece of meat. It was so delectable, why wasn't he loving this? Maybe it was the thought of his life in stake that made him cautious of everything, even the food couldn't be trusted.

He looked up once again as he saw the male leave, shrugging his shoulders slightly though disappointment that company was leaving. Why should he feel this way? He was accustomed to it, being used by others, getting money in return, and then watching them leave like he was nothing. Of course, they rely when they needed the pleasure, not like Himchan would care, and he shouldn't. He really wasn't wanted in the world, or so he thought at least.

To his surprised, the man actually sat back down and flashed him a smile, causing him to shift uncomfortably in his seat as he grew flustered. He wasn't sure what to do, this was his first time someone seemed to be willing to talk to him, to be one of the so-called friends. He never had one to be honest, the closest thing being stalkers that were in love with him and his looks. He finally finished after a few minutes, letting somewhat comfortable silence wrap around them until he decided to speak up. The younger seemed deep in his thoughts and to be fair, he disrupted Himchan first. "So, what are you thinking about?" he spoke fairly soft, not sure if the male in front of him could hear him at all. His hands were know in his lap, fingers fiddling together in slightly nervousness.

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan blinked as he listened to the other's answer, nodding in agreement even though he understood only half of it. Luhan's gaze stayed on the other as he drank the wine. It made him wonder who could possibly be the next one to be dying at this table. No one has been dead yet and Luhan knew it was coming, he waited for it nervously. Suddenly, the thought of him dying first crossed his mind which made him sit up with fear, gulping nothing with his dry throat. His mind was going crazy, he didn't want to die, he just wanted to go back to his peaceful life with his mother where he cooked meals for others.

Luhan took steps away from the table before wondering what he was doing at the moment, what would it give him to just walk away from the table and into his room? It would give him silence and more space to think about more frightening things. He turned around and looked at his empty seat while taking a deep sigh. He knew he had to relax, he assured himself everything would be alright. He sat back down to his chair and gave an awkward small smile to the other make sitting in front of him.

He was probably having a panic attack at the moment and he knew it wasn't going to end just now. His negative personality kept sending him into the thoughts of him dying, his mother's reaction as she learned of his death and how she would live after that. Wonders of what she was doing at the moment, if she was doing okay. Was it true? This wasn't a dream? There was really going to be one person surviving to this? It was definite in his mind that he wasn't going to survive this, he wanted to just go back to his room and hang himself already. That was just harsh thoughts he had, he still had the positive ones that would tell him that he couldn't make himself lose the game by hanging himself for the sake of his mother, who knows he might win this. Sweat was forming against his skin before he drank the whole cup of water, if that was going to be his chance of dying without doing it on purpose, he was going to use it.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan couldn't help but internally laugh at the male, finding his nervous actions pretty endearing. He finally looked away from the male, opting to have a glance around the room once again, just to accustom himself with the unfamiliar surroundings. This was his first time after all, such a shame it had to turn out like this.

He heard the small mumbles, his senses sharpened slightly due to his job. A small smile graced his face, his head shaking a bit as he continued to push his food around. He was feeling restless, and the action was making him feel strangely at ease. Maybe because it was somewhat nice to be moving around in a tense situation. Himchan was usually jumpy when he was nervous, the kind that needed to shift around in his seat and fumble with his fingers. At most, he would leave the room and go outside, taking a breath of the refreshing air. But he couldn't do that now, he was stuck in this castle with no way out. Perhaps he would prefer dying than playing this silly game but he rather live and do something great, something his parents could be proud of.

Once again, Himchan was taken away from his thoughts as he jumped on his seat, recoiling from the water that was spit out, almost touching his suit. His nose scrunched, a quiet huff escaping his lips before he he allowed himself to relax, letting his arm rest lazily on the table again. "How do I feel about this?" he repeated the question, eyes meeting the boy's for a few seconds before he turned away, averting his attention else where. This was unusual, he was never given a say in things. "It's quite silly but when your life is in danger, I guess it's easy to believe. I feel wary, more than I've ever been in my life. If only I wasn't dragged here," he mumbled the last sentence distastefully, this time, grabbing a glass of wine and sipping it's contents.

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan gulped and nodded slightly at the other before gluing his eyes on the food as it felt so embarrassing to look into his eyes. Each time he glanced up to the other, their eyes met and it made him look away once more. The way he talked, he seemed nice but the way he looked, it seemed like a real mystery.

He took a fork and started poking the food, wishing he could eat the own food he usually made for him and his mother. He took a piece of asparagus and took a small bite out of it before chewing on it. "This actually taste good" He mumbled to himself before nervously putting the food back down. The thought of it being food that came from somewhere he didn't know of, obviously from the kitchen of this castle made him nervous. It was a dangerous place and he couldn't trust anything he touched, drink or ate. He also couldn't trust what he needed the most in the world at the moment, a friend.

Luhan looked up to the other, craving for answers of his thoughts on this whole situation and even, why he would be keeping that mask on. He bit his lip nervously before looking back up at him and taking a quick sip of water before spitting it out on the table. He shook his head eagerly, forgetting he was going to even speak to someone. "no no no, I can't drink this" He mumbled to himself once again before looking away at the eyes that were staring at him. He took a napkin to clean off the water and deposed it on his lap before anxiously looking back up at the other male. "H-How do you f-feel about this whole s-situation?" He asked shyly and nervously while he was holding his hands tight together.

@♤ ¦ Xi Luhan Himchan's thoughts were broken as he heard a melodious voice near him, glancing up as his lips formed a thin line. He parted his lips to speak, however, nothing would leave them. Instead, he sighed once more, pushing his food around until he took a glass of water, sipping it. He placed the cup down, his lips before meeting eyes with the male once again, his face void of any emotions as he answered back quietly, "I'm fine, thanks."

It's not that Himchan didn't want to make allies, he thought it was a wonderful idea. It was the fact that he was awkwardly social, his life only been spent in the building of the e house. He grew reserved because he couldn't trust anyone, and to this moment, he still couldn't. Actually, he wondered if the male in front of him was just idly asking him question or wanted to speak to him, start a chat of sorts.

He once again picked up his fork, eating another piece, the tableware suddenly feeling heavier in his grip. His eyes never left the mysterious boy, wary of his presence as he had not even had the chance to learn about the male. He didn't know anything about it, and it was making him slightly nervous. For all he knew, the latter could be a murderer, a thief, a .

@♤ ¦ Kim Himchan Luhan had finally stepped out of his room, he could hear his mother's voice, telling him to eat already. He walked down to the dinning hall and sat to the remaining corner of the table. When he looked at the food, he felt disgusted as it seemed all fake. It was so perfectly done it seemed like picture. He hated it, he just wanted to make his own food and have it to look normal and real.

He looked around to the people sitting around him, some eating their food joyfully like twats who forgot that they were probably going to die, others talking to each other with frightened look on their face as if they were more than sure they were going to die and some who just sat and looked at their plate without touching it. He then glanced at the person sitting in front of him, still wearing his mask. Luhan couldn't help but to feel like the person was lonely.

"A-Are you okay?" He asked shyly as it was somehow scary to see him with his mask still on. He couldn't understand his gaze or the emotions he was wearing at the moment.

Himchan stepped in warily, sitting in a corner of the table as his eyes focused all around the table. His eyes darted from person to person, getting a bit jumpy at each movement and sound that was made. Even though he didn't have any appetite, as he had learned to live a day without food, he stayed because this place seemed safe enough for him. No violence happened, and it gave him a sense of relief. He would try to stay in here for as long as possible, putting his plan into play as he picked up a fork, playing around with the food laid out on the dish.

His mask was still on of course, knowing that people would be disgusted if they recognized him, if they even knew him that is. It was itching his skin, wanting nothing more than to take it off but he decided against it. He would take the hint to keep the mask on, seeing as everyone still had theirs on. This was a game where killing was involved, so it was best to keep your face hidden, no?

He placed his elbow on the table, resting his head on the palm of his hand as he released a sigh. If anything, this was like a dream come true yet a nightmare as well. A castle was like a dream come true, in most fairy tales, everything happened here. But now there was a game, and the last person alive only won. He wasn't sure how to feel about this, he was conflicted to say the least. All the thinking was driving him crazy. To take his mind off the thoughts, he ate a piece. It was wonderful, savoring the taste yet wanting nothing more than to just leave. This was really too much for him, swinging his legs lightly to try to distract himself further.

Suzy sat quietly at the table. She ate slowly and gracefully. She kept note of who had loose lips and who observed. She knew that she wouldn't want to be-friend someone that had kept to themselves. Those were competition. Those that spilled secrets easy were who she wanted. They would be the easiest to bring down and would be the ones to kill first. The quiet ones would require more attention and a lot more to kill. Even if she didn't agree with what was happening you bet she was going to take advantage. Suzy led a life of secrets this was nothing.