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sun-hwa; indie mystic messenger mc, run by kelsey.

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nameunkncwn:

“Wonderful, babe.” He emphasised the last word, forcing a smile on his lips when he felt her boop his nose. He squeezed her waist, before repeatedly stroking her side with his hand. It was hard not to laugh at Sun-hwa’s antics right now, especially with the stress of a mission hanging over his head, but he forced the giggles down.

“So, Ha-eun, how would you like it if I treated you to a hot chocolate?” He asked, casually glancing at the target who’d decided to sit out nearby. The target had opened his laptop and started working. Good. As soon as there was an opening, he’d get started on hacking into it with his phone. He’d just plant a bug on there so it could collect all the electronic info they needed.

“Sounds great, babe!” She glances over at their target, trying to keep it a quick, casual look. Does he have any idea? Probably not, and that won’t change as long as they don’t muck this up. …but having fun just builds their cover, right? Right.

And speaking of which, wouldn’t a good girlfriend find the best, sappiest pet name to use for her beloved boyfriend? Sun-hwa giggles and leans into his touch, overlaying her hand on his. “You’re so sweet to me, snuggle bunny.” Her grin dares him to do better.

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nameunkncwn:

A growl slipped from Saeran’s lips as Sun-hwa blocked his path. He swore she was doing this sort of shit on purpose to get him all flustered and wanting. Not that he wanted her. At least, he thought he didn’t want her… now he wasn’t so sure.

“Yes, well, um…” He racked his brain for a quick excuse. “I really need to use the bathroom, if you really must know. Drank more than I meant to.” He bulshitted quickly. “And I need to shower anyway. So, if you’ll excuse me…” He tried to walk around her again, deliberately averting his eyes so that they wouldn’t trail over her body.

She folds her arms and narrows her eyes. “A likely story. But, aww, boss--” She widens her eyes and tries to adopt an innocent tone. “What do I do if I need to hang up the towel and you’re still in there? Here--” She unfolds her arms and starts to pull at the towel. “Should I give it to you now?” Okay, now she’s just fucking with him. Can you blame her? It’s fun.

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nameunkncwn:

Oh lord, please don’t torment me like this. He glanced over at her and much to his dismay, he could feel his face getting redder. Fuckfuckfuck, what was he to do? Why was he even so flustered about this? It’s not like he’d not seen her naked before. 

“Amazing.” He said a little too quickly. Oh dear, things were starting to get really uncomfortable. “Excuse me, but it’s my turn in the bathroom. Got to go shower.” He blurted out, trying to walk around Sun-hwa without looking directly at her.

“Woah, woah, woah, hang on. What’s the rush?” Sun-hwa moves along with him, trying to block his path, or at least slow him down. She pushes back her bangs -- a little harder with wet hair, but that’s the price she pays for this golden opportunity.

“You didn’t seem to be quite so hurried earlier. What’s up?” Carefully she places her hands on her hips. It wouldn’t do to have it fall unceremoniously, now would it? Still, she wants the emphasis of the action.

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nameunkncwn: 

Saeran gave Sun-hwa a knowing look. He was right - she didn’t care how many people he’d slept with, and he didn’t care about how many people she’d slept with either. Even though he knew this, he felt relieved. If she didn’t like that he wasn’t a virgin, then… well, they’d probably not do it again anyway, right? Not that it bothered him or anything if they didn’t sleep with each other again.

“I hope you won’t, darling…” He spotted their target crossing the street towards the cafe they were only a couple of feet away from. Just as suspected. “Alright, remember, I’m Seo-jun. You know your name, right?” He asked, his eyes glancing over to the target, who had just entered the cafe. 

“Yeah, don’t worry, I got it. I mean--” Here Sun-hwa fixes a smile on her face. “Oooooof course I do!” This last part is said in an overly-cheery, giggly tone. For emphasis, she reaches up and boops his nose. Is it overdone? Yes. Is she going to do it anyway? Absolutely.

...at least until their target comes a little closer. She’s not actually going to risk blowing their cover just to mess with him. Probably. In a low murmur, she adds, “Ha-eun’s a nice enough name. Make sure you don’t forget either, yeah?” She’ll admit, she’s kind of looking forward to seeing his so-called superior acting skills put to the test. It’ll be... interesting to see if he was right.

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Saeran narrowed his eyes and let out a frustrated grunt. Why did she have to tease him like this? His mind was already driving him insane with the thought of the last time he’d seen her naked… and that towel just outlined all the right places.

He took off his jacket and put it around her shoulders. “Look, just put this on, okay?” As soon as he dared to look at her again, his plan had completely backfired. Even with it around her shoulders, she looked even hotter. Damn it…

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A grin begins to grow, watching his face flush, though she’s somewhat startled by the offer of the jacket. “O-okay, geez, alright.”

She shifts, letting go of the towel with one hand so she can pull the jacket more securely over her shoulders. “There.” She lets her grip grow slightly slack so she can toss her head and strike a pose. “How do I look, good enough now?” She wonders if he can get any redder. Maybe she can make that happen.

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10. Your muse just got out of the shower and walks out with nothing but a towel, and mine is smitten.

Saeran was just about to return to his bed after a long day’s work of hacking and coding. He heard the door to the bathroom open and made his way over, thinking of nothing more than a quick shower before bed, when he froze. Sun-hwa had just left the bathroom, and she only had a towel on, her skin temptingly wet. He imagined tracing the droplets with his tongue…

He turned his face away from his assistant, his face red. “By the… put some clothes on, please.” He’d have to buy her a bath robe or something, anything to get these perverse thoughts out of his head.

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At first she’s puzzled. Shit, she didn’t walk out without a towel, did she? She glances down to be sure, but no, she’d remembered. She shoots him a bemused look.

“Mmm… y'know, I was considering getting dressed, but I think maaaaaybe I’ll just stay like this all day.” She tilts her head. “Why? Does it bother you?”

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nameunkncwn:

“I know, I’m such an evil slut. You shouldn’t have sullied yourself with someone like me.” He put his hand to his forehead and gasped. He kept the pose for a second before bursting out laughing. “Just kidding. If you gave a fuck, you would’ve asked before.”

He put his hands in his pockets. “Seriously though, commitment is bullshit. Like… you don’t know if that person’ll stick around. You get all attached and then one day, they might decide you’re not worth it and fuck off. No thanks.”

“What is taking this fuck so long, anyway?” He checked his phone. “According to my tracking device, he’s coming closer and closer, so better start acting cosy now…” He wrapped his arm around Sun-hwa’s waist. “Remember, hands off the hair. Don’t want that wig to come off for any reason.”

He’s right about that. She couldn’t care less about who he’s slept with before he met her. Or, well -- not she does care, but even if she did, it wouldn’t be her business -- but if he’d slept with anyone since meeting her, too, isn’t anything she could, should, or wants to take issue at. They’re not involved, anyway, even if they do sometimes... mess around. Right? Right.

She could pull out the stock arguments, say that not everyone leaves, that there’s no hope of finding someone who will stay without trying, or argue that it’s worth the pain in the end -- but it’s not exactly something she’s taken to heart. Or... even had experience with. So she’s admittedly glad that their target picks that particular moment to hurry up.

“Shit, really? Finally.” She rests her hands loosely at his hips and steps forward until they’re nose-to-nose. “And sure thing, babe, I won’t blow our cover.” She grins. Sort of a shame, though. She’s gotten some nice reactions from him from hair-tugging. Oh well.

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nameunkncwn: 

Saeran shook his head. “I may have never had a girlfriend, but I’m sure I could fake it better than you.” He laughed. “Unlike you, I’m a pretty good actor. I’m sure I’ll fool anyone that approaches us.” He said confidently, folding his arms with a smirk. He’d fooled many people before, after all.

“Oh, you’d be surprised. Before I joined Mint Eye, I did a lot of screwing around, so to speak. What, you didn’t think you deflowered me, did you?” He joked. “Had plenty of one-night stands. Didn’t go further than that, and I’m glad it never has. But having some girl or guy get all romantic with me? Getting all committed? Why would I want that?”

“‘Unlike’ -- excuse you.” She huffs and folds her arms. “That’s fuckin’ rude, boss. You don’t even know if that’s true.” Well, now she’s gotta act her ass off. There’s no way she’s gonna get shown up by him.

She splays a hand across her chest and gasps exaggeratedly. “Are you telling me I wasn’t your first? Here I’ve been putting my heart on the line and you’ve been unchaste.” She rolls her eyes, but there’s a lingering smile. “Pssh, yeah, commitment is terrible. Having someone you can talk to, have fun with, who does nice shit for you -- how awful, can’t imagine anything good about that.”

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nameunkncwn:

Saeran rolled his eyes. “Oh please. Relationships are a waste of time. Why settle with one person? To what end?” An unwelcome thought popped to his mind, telling him that “you’ve settled with Sun-hwa for a good while now” but he dismissed it. It wasn’t the same, right? “Besides, even with my lack of experience, I bet I can still pretend to be your boyfriend better than you can.”

“You won’t find out. All you know is that I wasn’t blonde or black-haired before. I dye my hair often enough that you won’t see my roots show.” He sniffed. Would they have to keep the lights off next time they screwed around? Assuming that would ever happen in the first place… “So I guess you’ll just never know. Ever.”

She narrows her eyes. “You think so, huh. Y’know, your hair color isn’t some impossible to solve mystery, I’m sure I could find out... uh, later.” In some theoretical ‘next time.’ …it’s not that she wants to sleep with him, specifically, she just – look, her prospects are fairly limited right now, she’s just being realistic about the odds.

“...anyway, I’d like to see you try. Betcha I’d be, mmmh, an infinitely better girlfriend.” She grins. “But what brings on this grudge against monogomy, huh? As far as I see, you don’t exactly have people lining up to get a piece of you.” She -- doesn’t count, this is different. “Or, what, have you left behind a string of broken hearts that you’ve failed to mention before?”

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halfofgemini:

There was a lot of work to be done. Luciel knew as much. He’d been reminded. Threatened. Beaten, over deadlines. And still… He just wasn’t in the mood.

Many things were floating around in the mess that he called his mind. The RFA’s newest member, for one. A hacker nemesis, for another. V’s pointed silence for another-another. The past few days had become a blur. One long line of code across his screen and pain in both his temples. 

Did God want to play some kind of game with him? He was beginning to truly wonder.

“We must keep our faith,” he was quick to remind himself. The cross around his neck hung so heavily he could not dare to forget it. The piece of metal was part of him, after all. And such was his connection to the Lord above. The Almighty was part of him… something to be trusted. Believed in. Things happened for a reason. Luciel just needed to pray that the solutions came just as quickly as the problems did.

“Let us open new doors, my Lord… and new bags of chips, too.” As his fingers went to the top of his bag, poised and ready to tear open the delicate foil… his phone buzzed. 

A text.

Part of him would have preferred not glancing its way. If it was from Vanderwood… that would be terrible. But if it was from V… They did need to talk… “I suppose I must…”

The chips were replaced quickly, fingers now sliding across the smooth phone screen. “Hm…?” Speak of the devil… Their newest member had contacted him! Purely out of the blue! What fun~

[ text ] hmmmm? [ text ] there is much need to check the cameras! [ text ] i do so very often! how else will i know you’re safe? [ text ] why? [ text ] are you doing something rated r? shall i check? [ text ] though we should keep things pg-13, i will let you off with a warning just this once.

Sun-hwa has almost resigned herself to actually getting something done when she hears her phone chime. She immediately flops back on the bed and reaches for it. She’s definitely not taking a response as an excuse to delay getting up, nope.

She frowns as she reads over the response. Hmmm. Well, damn. ‘Very often’ is sort of the opposite of what she was hoping for. She’s not exactly in the habit of causing disasters, but something about the sudden, increased interest in her -- and being on the viewing end of an apparently oft-checked camera -- makes her a little antsy.

It would be the first time in ages that she’d have a witness to a fuck-up like that. Maybe she’s just been riding a streak of good luck, catastrophe-wise, and fate decides that now is the perfect time to break that streak?

...right, okay, she’s overthinking this.

[text] i mean [text] maybe [text] a girl has needs.

Wait, backtrack, that might cross the line from jokey to straight-up misleading, that’s... worse than if she’s just been upfront about this, nice job. 

[text] by which i mean, of course [text] probably shitty habits which should never see the light of day

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nameunkncwn:

Saeran frowned, looking around the area. “I’m getting tired of waiting too. Then again, I’m not looking forward to having to start acting, considering our cover.” The Savior had recommended this as the best cover for them, however, as they didn’t look alike and were too close in age to justify them being relatives.

“I’m not blonde. My natural colour is none of your business.” He folded his arms and glared at her, but inside he was panicking. She’d seen him naked, and therefore had seen his natural body hair. She’d be able to put two and two together if she just thought of that… and great, now he had to stop thinking about the last time he’d seen her naked. 

She scoffs. “Yeah, whatever, don’t lie, I know you’re secretly jazzed about it. Bet you’re just aching for an excuse to get closer to me.” It’s not like she’s thrilled about this, either, but she’s betting she’ll be, well, better at it than him. She has more experience in this department; how could she not be?

“And suuuuuure, fine, keep quiet about it; I’ll figure it out eventually.” Maybe sooner rather than later, if she can just remember. She wasn’t exactly focused on hair color when they... well. Damn, though, if only she had been thinking about it. Now it’s gonna bug her not to know. Sun-hwa leans back and taps her chin as if deep in thought. “Leeeeeet’s see, if not blonde, then maybe...” If he thinks she’s on the right track, maybe he’ll let something slip.

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nameunkncwn:

His cheeks turned pink when she reached out and he took a step away from her, shaking his head. “Careful, don’t remove this.” He warned. “It’s the most normal hair colour here, so I picked a black wig. It’s not my natural colour, but honestly… I dyed my hair for a reason, Sun-hwa, and let’s leave it there.” He folded his arms. “Our target will be arriving here soon anyway.”

“I’m not gonna take it off.” Just… muss it a little. “Good, though, it’s taken long enough. They’re… late and rude.” Well. It’s more likely that she’s just tired of waiting, not that they’re late, or that they’d know if they were, and rude doesn’t exactly cover situations like these.

She tilts her head. “…what is your natural hair color? Oh my god, you’re not naturally blonde, are you?” She grins at the image. “How long’s it been since you touched up your roots?” Maybe she’ll actually get to see for herself, if it’s been a while.

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nameunkncwn:

“My outfits aren’t emo. It’s post-punk-goth-fusion. As if a fashion charlatan like yourself could tell the difference.” He rolled his eyes. “And I’m not wearing this for enjoyment’s sake.” He gestured to his own outfit. “It’s deliberately plain so I don’t stand out. I know my preferred style sticks out too much here, so I’m wearing something that’ll help me blend in. Your outfits are dull enough as it is, so I decided to get creative with yours. It’s still normal, just cuter.”

“Woah, I – what?” Whatever sarcastic remark she’d been gearing up for is forgotten. “Yeah, no, I have no idea what means, let alone the difference,” she admits. Geez, for a style, it sounds… complicated. Or maybe made up? He seems serious, but that might not mean anything.

She’s not sure how sincere that last comment, but she’s sure not going to ask. Instead, she says, “You are a whole lot less... eye-catching in this. Though, uh, this is a little weird for me.” She gestures to the wig, then impulsively reaches up, as if to tug at it.

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nameunkncwn:

Saeran chuckled. Normally, he would be pissed off that his fashion choices were being criticised, but this was Sun-hwa telling him this. “Oh please. Considering what you usually wear? I mean, come on… ironic shirts? It’s 2017, not 2011. They’re tacky, not funny. And besides, you worked at a maid café. Wearing hideous clothing should come naturally to you.” He smiled. He did appreciate the short-shorts, though he’d never admit to that.

“That sort of terrible fashion sense is why I picked your outfit this time around. And as you can see, you look presentable. Unless you can prove you’ve got better taste?” He folded his arms, his eyes gleaming in anticipation of a possible challenge.

“Wh– and your emo ass is any better? Yeah, you’re the height of fashion.” Not that it’s a bad look for him – but that’s not the point.  “Guess it does come naturally enough since I managed to bring people in to see me in that hideous outfit, so–” Wait, hold on, is she really talking about it like it’s something to brag about? She didn’t even like that goddamn job. Shit, maybe back away from that particular avenue.

“At least I get paid for that. I’m doing this pro bono, boss.”  She cocks her hip. “...how’s what you picked that much better, anyway?”

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nameunkncwn:

Saeran kept looking over at Sun-hwa up and down approvingly. This was perfect. He had to admit, he was quite pleased with what he’d picked for their little surveillance mission. While his own outfit was a dull outfit that he hated - a plain red sweater, jeans, cheap converse and a black wig - but wore purely because his cooler outfits stood out too much, he’d let himself be more creative with Sun-hwa’s outfit as a sort of self-compensation. 

What she said made him chuckle. She was trying so hard to find a flaw, but his excellent taste forced her to admit it wasn’t bad. “Don’t hate it? Oh, you shouldn’t be so complimentary.” He teased. “You should think of all the bad outfits I could’ve dressed you in on purpose, instead. Savour the fact you’re wearing a red that suits you.”

Sun-hwa wrinkles her nose. “…mmmh, don’t wanna.” Then she shakes her head. “And -- besides, it is easy to make me look good. I look hot in, uh, everything.” She tosses her hair in an exaggeratedly conceited manner and turns her nose up at him. "Though I guess it could have been worse. Could’ve been stuck in something like your usual outfit.”

...he actually manages to look halfway decent in this get-up, even if the wig does throw her off. He doesn’t need to know that, though. A thought strikes her. “...do I get to choose my outfit next time or is that, uh, still up to you?” She keeps her voice casual. It’s not like he’d pick something worse as revenge, even if she is teasing him. Right? ...shit.

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She tugs at the hem of her shirt, frowning, assessing the overall effect. As much as she wants to be able to mock the clothes he’s chosen for her, they’re… actually sort of nice. Kind of. This red looks good on her, anyway. There's no way that was a conscious choice, though, absolutely not, he just got lucky.

...ugh, that sort of makes it worse. Couldn’t he just make it easy on her and… suck at this? How hard would it have been for him to pick a terrible disguise so she could tease him about it?

It's with extreme reluctance that she finally says, “I guess… I… don’t hate this.” Is it childish if she mumbles so it’s harder for him to hear? Maybe. Doesn’t stop her from doing it, though. ...if she’s lucky, someone will come around the corner and notice them, and then he’ll be too busy acting out their flawless cover to acknowledge what she’s said.

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find your archetype.

your archetype is the realist.

traits: practical, understanding, honest, brutal, logical, creator, intelligent, sensible, down-to-earth, reasonable

the realist is most commonly used to symbolize the highest possible outcome in a dire situation. they are the ones who have everything planned, and hand out reality checks as if they were pamphlets to those who need them–which, quite honestly, is everyone who isn’t a realist. although they can be harsh (brutal truth over merciful), they are nurturers and care more than they let on. realists tend to do things that will lead to the best outcome, and use their knowledge of reading people to manipulate situations and problems in order to get out of a rock and a hard place.

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