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“another errands commission- i swear they don’t need us to do this kind of shit as often as they like to send for us,” junhui complained, shutting the handbook. getting ready in their temporary housing in sumeru, wonwoo fixed the strap of his satchel on his shoulder, “where is it this time? who do you want to bring?”
junhui made a noise as he grabbed his bow, “who else? we have a fight quest somewhere else after it. the chat one’s in port ormos.” wonwoo sighed, already knowing the chaos that would ensue.
knocking on a door a few houses down, a man opened the door, looking like he had just gotten out of the shower.
“who is that?” came another male voice form further in, sounding extremely irritated.
“hey, soonyoung. we need you and jihoon for commissions.” junhui was straight to the point, not even blinking an eye at the fact that something suspicious probably happened minutes before he and wonwoo came knocking at the door.
“seriously? i just showered,” soonyoung complained. he turned around to yell into the house that junhui and wonwoo were at the door.
“tell us where, we’ll be there!” soonyoung shouted as he went back in.
•••
finally at port ormos, junhui leaned against a railing as he waited for soonyoung to return from the chat commission with whatever the person needed from them.
“padisarahs.”
“seriously? i need those for meds!”
jihoon scoffed, “that’s what she needs them for too.”
junhui looked at wonwoo to ask if he had any on hand, to which the other responded with a shake of his head.
“let’s pay a visit to the aranara.”
as they made their way, junhui and wonwoo walked in front. ever since they left port ormos, they could hear the silent but heavy bickering between the two behind. junhui was starting to get ticked off, but finished the task as quickly as possible. his and wonwoo’s commissions were almost done for the day, save for this last one somewhere on the outskirts of gandharva ville . tighnari had told them of withering zones and even eremites threatening to take advantage of it for archon-knows-what reasons.
spotting the withering area up ahead, junhui readied his bow. before stepping in, he swiftly turned around to address the never-ending noise that had been steadily growing just behind him, slowly increasing his irritation.
“can you guys shut the fuck up for one moment?!” he yelled out in frustration. the two silenced immediately. “this is the last fucking commission for today and you guys have been running your mouths non-stop over some stupid issues! will you ever leave your laundry at home?”
junhui was truly exasperated and almost amazed at how long soonyoung and jihoon could fight and one-up each other. maybe he was too used to the serene quietness of wonwoo as his trusted party member since who-knows-when, but soonyoung and jihoon were just seriously too loud.
they stood silenced.
“but jihoon-“
soonyoung was cut off by the sound of bowstring being stretched. junhui was aiming at him, specks of green beginning to concentrate on the arrow’s tip. the other’s eyes widened, “you wouldn’t.” he stared down his friend, voice dropped low.
junhui raised an eyebrow and cocked his head, “would i?” he relaxed his left hand, lowering the bow to then catch a dendrograna thrown by wonwoo, who had already gone to start their commission in the withering zone.
soonyoung exhaled a sigh of relief as junhui jammed the dendrograna on the end of his arrow and quickly fired at one of the withering flowers, curing it. he looked back, “let’s go.”
•••
with wonwoo tossing the needed dendrograna to junhui, and soonyoung and jihoon focusing on defeating the fungus in the area, the withering flowers were quickly healed.
“fuck! wonwoo, behind you!”
as he turned, wonwoo saw one of those machinery rise from a mound and splutter on. despite its probable old age and clanky sounds, it was almost as powerful as the day it was built.
wonwoo scrambled away, firing a blast of cold to the machine to slow it down. soonyoung rushed to parry an oncoming blast with his polearm creating a wall of flames that redirected the energy back. jihoon passed them both with quick-succession slices of his sword glowing an icy blue, causing the machine to stutter from the water now in its crevices.
meanwhile, junhui ran for the dendrograna to attach to his arrows as he aimed for weak spots of exposed cores in the creature’s head-like area and its secondary cannons on the side. three successful shots brought it down and into a stunned state, enough for the other three to give their best attacks and boosts.
with a final bout of vapourise from soonyoung, the machine fell apart and wonwoo was able to undo the withering.
now soft grass, the four leaned against the once-withered tree stump, resting from battle. “let’s quickly get our rewards and go back. i need a damn nap,” junhui groaned.
“and you two,” he sat up straight, jabbing a finger in soonyoung and jihoon’s direction. “you guys need to fix your shit and learn to get along or something. i seriously can’t have you nargue every single time wonu and i grab you guys for commissions.”