𝙲𝙷. 𝟺𝟺 ☯︎︎ 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚒'𝚜 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚝. 𝟷

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"It's not in the nice side of the city, what do you expect?" Jongho scoffs, getting out on his side and helping Olivia out as well. He then moves to help out San and Kurenai who've remained rather silent the whole car ride. "It's been some time since I've stopped by here, though. So if anything, blame San for it's dirty state."

"Blame San?" Kurenai queries, getting out after Jongho helps San. "Why would we blame him?" Jongho looks at San with a frown, opening his mouth but then closing it right after.

"I thought you would've at least told her by now." The mechanic vaguely states, earning no answer from the injured man.

"Just get me to my room and patch me up. This wound is quite literally killing me." San's voice comes out a little more defensive than the team would have liked, considering they just narrowly escaped the clutches of MALUS and have no idea where they are currently.

"As you wish," Jongho responds, walking over with San to a door that the younger kicks in. The women all look at each other in curiosity but also hesitate, snapping out of it only when they hear Jongho call for them again. "Do you guys plan to stay out there?"

"C-Coming!" Juniper is the first to snap into action, holding her robe tighter to her body and picking her way through the garage's mess to get inside of wherever it is they're at. Olivia follows next, then Kurenai who was still pondering Jongho's ambiguous statement.

They all follow the men into the back of what seems to be a work shop of some kind with multiple machines and utensils lying around, collecting dust and cobwebs over the years of being neglected. The room is incredibly dirty, to say the least, but the dim and grimy scenery soon changes when they're lead up the stairs on the opposite end of the workroom.

Climbing up the flight of stairs to get to the second floor, Kurenai hears the faint traces of Jongho and San engaging in a small dispute that she doesn't pay attention to until San calls her out of the blue.

"Kurenai, the key?" Her attention gets ripped away from the machines she was overlooking from her height on the second platform, tilting her to the side at first and then catching on to what the man means when she sees the four other people with her standing idly by in front of a locked door.

"Oh, right." She mutters to herself, stepping forward and using the ghost key around her neck to open the door. The minute the door opens, the group is hit with the soft scent of butterscotch and faint traces of vanilla.

Stepping inside, there is only one word to describe the whole place— Homey.

As soon as one walks in, the delicate porcelain sculptures that decorate the room and the soft creme colors that paint the walls jump out at you first, looking exactly like the perfect house for a senior couple.

The living room, dining room, and kitchen are all right next to each other, so compact that it's almost impossible to tell where one ends and the other starts if it weren't for the awkward clash of colors between the three settings. Oddly enough though, it's all very comforting, in a "grandparent" kind of way.

Kurenai turns to ask San where exactly they've arrived when she notices that both he and Jongho have disappeared; where to, no one knows. Instead, she meets Juniper's eyes-- ones that hold an odd glint to them. It makes Kurenai skin crawl.

"If you think I'm going back to The Succubus after this, you're highly mistaken." Kurenai jumps the gun, heading over to the kitchen in search of a first aid kit for her wounds. Juniper snickers, crossing her arms and following Kurenai.

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