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((Okay. I'll make the post in the park now.))

@Hangeng Kyujong looked around slightly noticing that the other was getting distracted by something else but didn't say anything by it. Slightly jumping he looked at the other when he grabbed his arm and nodded his head. "A walk sounds nice." He agreed, he felt like it was also too crowded for his likings and eventually the place would feel like it was surrounding him if he would stay any longer.
((That's fine, I really wasn't exactly sure on how to reply, but my next one will be better. I promise~! ^_~))

@Kyujong Kyujong was probably right. Hangeng may have been being too hard on himself by thinking he was a coward. "Aw, come on." A person standing next to Hangeng said. The man was wearing a trench coat and a hat, so it was hard to make out his face. It was a vision, Hangeng knew. "You are a coward and you know it." The vision told him, and Han tried his best to ignore it. "You ran away because you were afraid of facing the truth. You were afraid of turning out like your mom. You'd rather let her face the pain alone than turn out like she did." Hangeng shook his head, trying to ignore the vision and focus his attention and energy on Kyujong, but the more he tried the stronger the vision was.
Hangeng, unable to ignore the vision, suddenly grabbed Kyujong by the arm. "Let's go for a walk or something. It's too loud in here." He said, throwing some money down on the table to pay for the drinks the two had.
((I have to cut this off short. I have to get off for now, I've already stayed up too late.))

@Hangeng Kyu nodded his head, and looked down at the wooden bar that they were sitting at, he could only imagine how he felt. Weren't we all crazy in some way, he sighed taking a drink of the shot in front of him and looked around the dim area. "Han, you're not a coward." He said trying to comfort his friend as he placed a hand on his shoulder. "You just care." He couldn't think of anything himself to say, maybe it was him himself who was a coward, he had hid this whole time from his family. He looked at his friends face realizing the tears in his eyes as only some came to his. "Don't worry, that's what we are here for." He nodded his head agreeing with what he said.

@Kyujong With the bartender finally staying out of his personal space and only back to refill the shots, as HanGeng had requested, he felt that he could breathe now. HanGeng turned to KyuJong as he started speaking again. The Chinese man decided that he should probably tell Kyu a bit of what has been going on in his life recently. He knew that the stress of keeping it all in would make the problems worse. He thought back to the time when he had just turned 18, and he was forced to put his mother in the hospital. Her schizophrenia had become so bad that it seemed like she was never out of an episode. Later, HanGeng fled to the village because he realized that the genes had been passed onto him. He almost considered himself a monster for putting his mom in a place that he was most afraid of going, and then running away when he found out he was the same as her. "My mom is the hospital now. Committed permanently." HanGeng said, tracing the rim of his shot glass with one finger as he chose a spot on the counter to stare at. "I put her there because she needed help." HanGeng spoke slowly, trying to fight back the emotion in his voice. He told his mother that she needed to accept the fact that she needed help, but, now that he is her situation, he doesn't want to admit that he does, too. "Kyu," He said, looking up at his childhood friend. He took a breath to gather himself before continuing. "I locked her away because she needed help, but I fled town the moment I realized that I was the same as her." He paused. "I'm a coward." He said as the vision of KyuJong's face became blurry. He wasn't sure if it was because the alcohol was beginning to take effect or because he had tears in his eyes. Even though he didn't feel like taking this shot, he swallowed it down in one gulp and slid the glass across the counter signaling that he didn't want anymore.

((I think it is good. Mine would be better, but I am down with the flu or something. :( Sorry for taking so long!))

@Hangeng Kyujong couldn't help but notice the other being uncomfortable with the bartender and mentally chuckled in his head, and looked over at him when he was shouting at the bartender. "I'm sure the guy won't harm you." He let his thoughts slip out of his mouth. He looked at the other when he started to speak and nodded his head. It had been so long that he knew how long it would take to catch up on things. "Just the same here." He agreed with the other, he wasn't even sure if he was able to sum it up just to a paragraph for the other.
((Wah~ sorry for such a short reply, I typed it out last night and was going to reply but the page refreshed on me randomly without me able to press reply and now it's this. Sorry ><))

@Kyujong The only thing that ruined this moment for HanGeng was the awful smelling bartender watching him as he waited for KyuJong to respond to his question. He knew the bartender probably didn't mean anything by it. It was just his paranoia getting the best of him, but that didn't help him get his mind off of the matter. As Kyu began to speak, his words brought HanGeng's attention fully to him. The bartender was no longer a part of the image. He nodded to acknowledge that he was listening. HanGeng didn't really want to talk about himself, as it had been so long. He just wanted to hear about how the other was doing, but he knew that KyuJong must have felt the same. He had no choice but to respond when KyuJong had prompted him to tell what he has been up to lately. "Like you said, almost everything." HanGeng spoke slowly, not wanting the conversation to die easily. As great as it was to meet up with an old friend, it was also hard. Hard because there was so much that you had to talk about, but, at the same time, so little to talk about.
He was quiet for a moment, just looking at KyuJong. He couldn't tell whether he was making the other uncomfortable by just staring at him like this, but he kind of enjoyed the silence. It would have been so easy for him to gather his thoughts to know where to start if the bartender hadn't been leaning over the counter looking so closely at HanGeng. What was his fascination with him? "Refill?"
"Dammit! Just keep the shots full!" HanGeng shouted at the bartender before he was able to stop himself. Quickly, he turned back to KyuJong to finally give a real response so that they weren't sitting in awkward silence for an hour. "Honestly, a lot has happened since me and my mom skipped town, but we would spend a whole night if you wanted to hear about it all." He said as he took the refilled shot from the counter and swallowed it down.

@Hangeng Kyujong looked at the other and let out a soft sigh, he realized that there was so many things that had happened ever since Hangeng had left, he just didn't know if he could bring himself the courage of telling him if he had to. Taking a drink of the shot he looked over at Hangeng after he noticed the others silence. So it wasn't just him that couldn't speak any words it was the both of them. He folded his arms on the counter and breathed for a moment. He couldn't stop the billions of things running through his mind at the moment, that he wasn't sure if he could actually stop to think for a moment.
Kyujong looked back over at Hangeng when he actually started to speak. "It was some time ago." He nodded letting a small chuckle roll off his lips. "Honestly.." He paused for a moment trying to think of one word that could describe how he has been. Crazy? No that wasn't it. Looking back up, "I've been almost everything." He said and nodded his head. "How about you, Han?"

@Kyujong It had been, HanGeng didn't even know how long since he had seen KyuJong's face around. It was some time ago when HanGeng's father had still been with the family, and HanGeng had a jar time remembering even that. It was nice to know that the other hadn't changed so much that he couldn't recognize him. When Kyu had looked at him and acknowledged that he knew who HanGeng was, he took a seat at the bar stool next to him. HanGeng could still feel the cold glares from the bartender coming at him, so he turned to look at him. "Get me two more rounds, and this'll be on me." He gave the bartender a stern stare as he turned around to prepare the drinks.
It was unbelievable to see the other here, and just by seeing KyuJong, Han felt as if a whole weight had been lifted from his shoulder. HanGeng couldn't even get words out of his mouth, it was so unexpected to meet with Kyu here. He took the moments the bartender took to prepare the drinks to calm himself enough to collect his thoughts. As the shots were set in front of him, HanGeng took another moment to drink it down. "Wow," He said with a catch of his as he carefully examined KyuJong's features. He looked so different after all these years, but so much the same.
Despite everything that was different, he still smelled the same. Just like ashes. HanGeng always knew about Kyu's habit of starting fires, and it was good to see that not even that changed about him. "What has it been? 9 years? 11 years?" HanGeng couldn't even remember. No matter, it was this year that they were meeting again. He motioned to the bartender for another shot as he continued. "How've you been?"

@Hangeng Kyujong sighed it was only his first day here at the village, and he still had a lot of things on his mind. It was about a year and a half ago since that certain 'incident' had happened to him, almost making home want to stay away from fire but couldn't do it. He ordered a shot from the bartender and took a drink from the glass. He looked around the dimly lit area and let out a sigh. He ordered another shot and started to ignore the place around him. He rested his elbows on the counter of the bar and rubbed his face for a minute trying to get things straight through this thoughts.
Kyujong had just placed his forearms on the counter when he had noticed skeins leaning on the counter beside him, he slowly looked over at the other and examined his facial features. The other must've known him, only because he called him 'Kyu' and only his friends called him that. He blinked and looked the other over once again before realizing who it was. "Han?" He asked, he could almost know for sure that this was his friend when he was a child. How ironic it was for the two to coincidently meet up here in the same place. He couldn't help but form a small smile on his lips from realizing that he had one less unfamiliar face in the village.
((Okay so that totally compared to yours but I was really distracted while typing it because my cat keeps jumping onto my laptop but there it is! ^^))

The day was long, and HanGeng was only trying to figure out how one was supposed to keep sane in a village that only had a few people in it. Of course, there were his visions that he could interact with as well, but HanGeng had trained himself to know the difference between his visions and real people. Trying to get a load of stress off his mind, a load of stress that he had only received because he decided to stop taking his medication, Han decided that it would be great to get a drink; something he was only able to do now because he had gotten off of his medication.
The pub was a small, quaint little area, but it had a great atmosphere. There were maybe four tables in the whole room, but the bar seemed to be the main attraction, as it would. Just a few people sat at the bar, and there was a group of people, he knew were his own visions, at the corner of the room. Ignoring them, HanGeng headed straight for the bar to order his drink. The first thing he noticed was the strong scent of alcohol that he had grown to miss in his time of being on his medication. The bartender definitely seem like your average bartender. He was big and scary looking, not someone who you would want to become best friends with. A mean look plastered over his face made HanGeng want to turn around and leave, but he noticed something. A seemingly familiar face at the bar had caught his eye. He couldn't be sure yet, so he took a few steps toward the bar to get a better look at the man's face. It had to be. "Kyu?" HanGeng spoke, leaning on the counter.