Sempiternal: •D.E.A(live).D• || BOOK 4#

23. Curious signs

"And she is?"

"Ah, I found her about a week after this mess. I couldn't understand anything she was saying between her bad mouthing and crying all the time, now I'm used to her not letting go of me." explains Seunghyun. Taehyung nods, still somewhat confused. That doesn't explain much about who she is.

She's a brunette girl who stays close and every now and then, grabbing Seunghyun by the arm. Their time together is excessive if he's so attached to that contact. Taehyung wonders if she is Thai, she doesn't look Korean, let alone Japanese, or is she from Indonesia? The confusion becomes so obvious that Seunghyun shakes her head.

"Whatever choice you have, discard it. She's from Venezuela" She shakes her hand, smiling somewhat apologetically. "She knows Korean, she understands us, but I think she feels embarrasment for us."

"Does she speak English?" asks Namjoon and Seunghyun nods. "Oh, that makes it easy Can you answer all the questions I ask you? It won't be very long."

"It's not helping me at all, but that's okay."

Namjoon can't resist laughing at the high-pitched, nervous tone, yet it's tender. He keeps thinking that it must have been a nightmare for foreign people. Who knows if nothing happened in other countries and knowing about this, they are still wondering about those who traveled, whether they are alive or dead. After finishing the brief moment with her, Namjoon stands in front of everyone. Taehyung leaves with the spreadsheets and leaves him alone.

"We don't have an official name yet" Namjoon announces and laughs to himself. He starts to foul up. "The only thing you should know is that we are a community dedicated to being peaceful, living without threat, but maintaining a defense. Past crimes like theft, corruption and swindling are of no concern to us, it matters to survive; murderers, rapists or child molesters must go, preferably die" Seunghyun smiles tensely, he didn't expect that. The girl next to him slurps air. Namjoon passive aggressive is quite striking. "And as a first announcement... The evacuations were cancelled."

Namjoon could only compare to Jimin's voice the squeak Seunghyun's companion gave, though overall the exclamation was quite loud. He gives a heavy sigh, having to explain this is annoying, he must ask to make a huge banner in this room. Like a few days ago, it must cause such disappointment, crying and panic in people confident that they would be rescued.

One of the first things you can do for them, is to snap them out of that fantasy.

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"That's the fourth Venezuelan we've had" hisses Jungkook seeing the woman crying like there's no tomorrow, with Seunghyun trying to convince her that she should calm down. "Both equally bad with this." he adds bitterly.

The first one found her in a hospital. A doctor who was interning and studying the language. Everything blew up and she couldn't run away, unfortunately. The second was hiding in an animal shelter surrounded by cats and the last in an arts academy with barely a dog for company.

"Well, people who don't speak Korean, if it's Spanish and barely touch English, we're becoming very diverse." Hoseok jokes smiling and Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"As long as they're not dying because they don't understand what we're saying to them, I don't care." grumbles Yoongi. Jungkook smirks wrinkling his nose, giving him a small smack on the forehead.

"Mean... Well! Time to start all these people boxing. They're all adults thankfully."

"Give them time to breathe. They've only just found out they were stranded in hell."

"Exercise releases dopamine. If they get tired and satisfied they won't think about the shit we're going through." announces Jungkook, as anti-parabolic as ever. Taehyung points at him with both hands, not a bad idea either.