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#I HOPE THIS IS OKAY??? I HOPE I DIDN'T MISINTERPRET ANYTHING FROM PATRICK'S VERSE OR THE PERSPECTIVE YOU HAVE ABOUT Y'KNOW
jeoseungsaja · 2 years
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👤+ the black knight 🙃 ( for hyuk, pls forgive me- )
@ofgentleresolve ♚ relationship building
👤+ a muse name for my muse’s opinion on that muse (with the other muse/mun’s permission).
   He’s going through some digital files, staring at laptop’s screen as a long, tired sigh leaves the detective’s lips. The vague clicking of mouse can be heard, as well as the haphazard typing. The light on his office has gone dull, cheap illumination barely hanging on, but it’s not something he’s fixed just yet. No time. 
   A moment of silence, nothing really comes out of him in the beginning.   Hand slips away from mouse; palm lazily falling onto his desk. 
   “What do you want me to say? That he’s brave and so alluringly mysterious? Just like everyone says he is? Maybe I should cite a few things reporters and journalists have written about him, that’d be easier than me coming up with something; I have plenty of articles saved. All I have to do is whip one out.”
    Eyes are still glued to the screen; the reflection on his eyes shows that the content on his device has changed due to shifting of colors.  
   “’Vigilante in town: Is this the return of justice?’, ‘Justice in the hands of a mysterious shadow’, ‘Should we trust someone we’ve never truly seen?’” 
    It becomes obvious that he’s reading different headlines, excerpts that vaguely speak of the Black Knight. No real, clear footage has ever been delivered or caught, leaving vigilante within safe anonymity. There’s even theories about him not being able to do all of this just by himself -- either that or he’s a very meticulous player. All of these notes are merely fables; most of them written to feed people with rumors they can be excited about. 
    If only they knew he’s met the Black Knight face to face.      He’s met his sword face to face, too.      And yes, sure...he could’ve gone to the media and report this.      But who would’ve believed him, a detective who’s lost the plot after a failed case?
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   “He’s good at what he does, it shows. Skilled. Rumors come and go but he still keeps his real identity safe somehow. Stubborn. Very stubborn, won’t let anything or anyone get in the way of what he’s pursuing. Which...is why he’s on my tail right now. It’s...funny, though. He keeps sending warnings instead of...permanently getting rid of me. And why is that? Is it because he’s too kind? Because he has a heart? Because underneath that ridiculous hat and Darth Vader voice, there’s someone who has pity on this detective, who’s gone obsessed over finding out the truth behind his best friend’s death?” 
    A dry chuckle reverberates. 
    “Not so kind, though. He’s said some things that make me want to choke him. Punch him until I can’t do it anymore. I don’t care about the things he knows or thinks about me. But then he talks about Patrick and I---” 
    Hand atop desk turns into a loose fist. 
    “He should just let me be. I don’t know why he keeps coming to my office unannounced. I don’t know why he keeps prodding. I don’t know why he comes and then goes away without...a reason in particular. It’s almost as if he’s keeping an eye on me. For what? I’m not as skilled as he is, I’m just sourly determined. He could be way ahead of me and yet he stops just to be here. I don’t understand him.” 
    A pause.
    “I guess, after all, he really is a mystery. And yet...I don’t know. There’s something there.” 
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