X-men Park Tae Jun

. Park Tae Jun, 26 - Dragonoid . Driving Instructor . drinker, smoker, player, impulsive, childish, a bit mechanophilliac. don't usually bite.

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Gone.

He looked by the porthole, and saw the island through the clouds, remembering his own words "I want to be stronger." Stronger ? no he didn't really need to be stronger, he was strong enough already. But he knew himself well, and with his weak abilities, attack them from front wasn't a good idea. No, instead, he would destroy them from the inside, like a bomb in a plane, like what they did to his mother. He was just chocked back then and thought that he needed more strenght, but his mind was now in right place and what he really needed was power, becoming someone powerful. He was now heading to Paris, and was going to attend the Paris Institute of Political Studies, yes, he would beat them at their own game...

He was going from an Institution to an other, but he wouldn't be a teacher anymore. Teachers, students, people from the brotherhood...He left everyone like that, without really explaining things, saying that he just felt like going back to France with his father...but how could he say that the governement killed his mother so now he was going to take revenge by infiltrating them as a political man. That was silly. His students and all the people he met would miss him, yes, but he didn't want to admit it, at least he tried to, but his eyes were teary and his chest was hurting. It was the first time he cried for someone else than his mother. Probably the first and the last time. Yes, the last time.    

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dropping tonight

Sorry OTL, just lost my muse for this guy, he was my first char ever and I still don't really know how I really want to play him OTL, but it was fun, really fun :D 

Plus I have many ooc things going on right now ( future school, future appartement, administrative paper, etc) so it's not really helping OTL.

But thank you for everything guys, I really really really enjoyed it and maybe will comeback here with an other char, one on wich I'll work on ^^

Goodbye~ o/

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-Sir ? so you know me ?-...Maybe that was why he felt the boy not at ease under him, wriggling. His usual sadistic self would have hugged him even more tightly, but he didn't want that boy to dislike him from the start. Following that wish, he decided to release him, slowly pulling out his arms and sitting next to him, in the same position. He was at the same time flattered and disappointed by the fact that the boy recognized him. Flattered because it was only natural for someone to feel that way if someone you've meet for the first time already know about you. Disappointed because somewhere inside him, he wanted to play the act of a  "mysterious savior", even if he was going to be unmasked and become not so mysterious anymore the day after.

But he had to stop, the warm he felt from that boy was seriously distracting him. He needed to focus on the boy instead and to strike, right now. "neeeh~, now that I found you I won't let you die alone. Never." His voice was still as honeyed as before but full of determination, especially that "never", he really meant it and his face expression showed it, a serious yet worrying expression. Yes, he was worried for that boy, really worried.

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I remember that my favorite teacher said to me in his nice language: “Qui aime bien châtie bien?” (/smiles) So, I’m applying this by showing his feminine persona~ I love you, professeur~

Avec tout mon amour, je châtie bien avec cette belle photo! Oh, je savais qu’elle servirait! (/chuckles) Don’t worry, it won’t stay around for a long time~

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(/holds face in both hands) my image...(/nervous laugh) ...I hope you know about "l'exception qui confirme la règle" mademoiselle...(/nervous laugh)...To be honest, I appreciate you so~ much that I'll reveal you something, my next test will be reaaally easy...almost as easy as ruinning someone's image (/nervous-devilish laugh)... 

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(/tilts head, pointing at you) Yes.... you're my Mommy! (/grins widely)

Haa !? Me, your mother...(/rolls eyes) Why ? (/crosses arms, mouth open, doubtful) 

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All this evilness when I come, and take time to say hi. I, actually, did something so nice. (/stares) Tu n'est pas très gentil à mon égard. (/ignores politeness)

eeyysshh...(/grabs our head, messes your hair) you know what they say, "qui aime bien châtie bien"...Although, a student greeting her teacher is something normal so (/releases your head) it's not something so commendable, mademoiselle. 

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Mommy~

(/blinks)...(/turns head to see if there is someone behind)...me ?...are you talking to me ? (/points finger at himself)

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Hyorin looked closely at the pictures he was showing her, pictures of three mutants who were fighting for mutant equality. Her heart sank as she heard more about what had actually happened and why. “I… I’m appalled at how low humans could go. They preach justice yet commit injustice just the same.” She was sad for her friend and his lost, his mother had been an innocent victim. In fact, every other person in that flight was an innocent victim. To think that the government was even willing to scoop so low as to kill it’s own nationals, it’s own kind - humans, just so they could eliminate three non-physically dangerous mutants, it was atrocious. 

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He kept looking ahead, looking at the river, looking at the water flowing, his knees against his chest. Taejun didn't say a word. Simply because he didn't know at the instant what to answer. She was right, he felt that he was rushing in his decision and maybe he was speaking too fast. But the brotherhood was the first thing he thought about. He still didn't know exactly about their goals and such, but he was sure it wasn't too far from the direction he wanted to take. 

That direction he wanted to take, it was revenge. Would it lead him to a peace of mind. Probably not, but he hadn't got anything to loose either. Was he even searching for a peace of mind ? No, he wasn't, he wasn't searching for anything, except to fulfill a desire of justice, burning inside him. Because all he felt right now was a strong feeling of injustice, taking the place of the guilt he felt before. It wasn't lighter to feel. On the contrary, it was heavier on him, he felt it, a heavy and hurting weight on his chest.

He let his head fall between his knees, holding them with his arms. His back was shivering, his fists clenching. He was crying, silently. He haven't cried for years, he promised himself that he wouldn't cry anymore after his mother's death, but those informations were just too much. He was tired of holding his tears back, he was tired of pretending to be okay, he was tired of feeling so lonely, he was tired yet angry at him for being so weak and powerless.

"I want to be stronger. Yes, stronger." he said, his voice wavering but the tone of it determinded, firmly dertermined.

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Do I seem like someone capable of denying? (/laughs) It was too cold for the poor professor, how sad~

Yah yah yah (/hits head with rolled newspaper) I'm serious, I really can't stand the cold. And with your broken arm, I don't think you (/pushes back your head using his index finger, pressing in the middle of your forehead) would be the one to rescue me if I were to pass out from the cold. Tssk...

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Would not call this missiong you...but where are you sir?

I knew you would miss me, you can stop denying. It's okay. And to answer your question, well, they were airing special episodes of gintama this week plus it was damn too cold to step one foot out of my place. It was in my contract, if I feel that it's too cold, I can stay at home. (/mehrong)

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pass it around again.

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Chanho stumbled on his way back from the bathroom, dizzy from the drinks he had already consumed. The halls of the karaoke parlor seemed more comforting than before, the soft carpet whispering as he dragged his feet against it. He reached the door of his room, leaning heavily against it before pulling it towards him and opening it.

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"Me ? Who I am ?" Taejun put down the mic he was holding and turned back, to see who was talking to him. He saw that doll-faced boy, laid down on the padded sofa, looking at him with his big eyes. He grabbed a bottle on the coffee table and drank it while walking toward the boy."Kkkrrrr...so good." He swept the rest of alcohol on his mouth using the back of his hand, still holding the bottle with his other hand. He was standing up right before the brat, having to head down to see his face. "Me uh..." He titled his head back, looking aside, frowning. "Let's just say I'm a hyung forever left behind by the others."

 He looked at his face more closely and found out that it was pretty much colored already, plus he was reeking of alcohol, but the type of alcohol he smelt couldn't be enough to color a face that way. Then he noticed the bottle on the table the boy drank. He made the link and at first only smiled, trying to refrain himself from laughing but in vain, he bursted into a laugh, forcing him to kneel down on the floor, his stomach hurting and his legs weakening from the laugh. It felt like all the things he tried to forget by drinking were now gone with that laugh. 

He had now his face on the same level as the kid, still a little higher but way more close than when he was standing up above him. He tried to calm down his laugh to speak up."Yah little brat, do you even know what you were drinking ? This isn't some shitty beer or I don't know what youngsters drink those days, and then call themselves drinkers" He messed up the boy's hair with his free hand, laughing again "haha really...so reckless...drinking that...haha" 

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booze and strangers

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But he wouldn't be the one to take the initiative and kiss him, at least not right now, he wanted to play with that doll first. He wanted to be spoiled and pampered by that boy as well, and smiled cheerfully at that idea, passing his fingers from playing with Jiho's mouth to stroking his cheek, using the back of his hand. "So soft, makes me wanna bite it", he thought, from the feel of Jiho's skin against his hand, normally used to hold tightly on a steering wheel.

Although something about the kid made him think that his looks and that soft feeling certainly didn't reflect his personnality, that he may even be the tottal opposite. That wasn't bad either for Taejun, he actually liked that probable side of the boy. For now he agreed to play the role of a host and that was fine until he'll make him reveal his true colors. "Jiho-ah, your precious customer here is hungry, please, feed...me."   

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"Ah...so good...", he muttered to himself. Yes, after his course, taking a smoke under the warm sunlight, heating up his dragonoid body, he loved it. He loved it so much that today too he felt asleep after his first cigarette. He took out an other one from his Marlboro pack and lit it up with his zippo."ppfffff...". He exhaled the smoke slowly, making a small opening with his naturally colored pink lips, stroking the 3D Tibetan Dragon of his zippo, a gift from his late mother. He thought that she really spoiled him, learning that her son started to smoke and buying him a zippo instead of scolding him or at least warning him on the dangers of smoking. "Really, umma..." he said to himself. 

And that student there, he never saw him, or didn't remember him, maybe it was his chance to try, at least once, to welcome a student and invit him to join his  Driving class. He stood up, relying on the staircase's entrance wall, removed the dust on his pants and headed toward the kid. The boy didn't noticed him approaching his back. Taejun was about to speak up when words sudenly came out of the boy “I don’t deserve all of them. There’s only one thing I can do. There’s only one thing I should do.”  Taejun was taken back from his words, why a young boy like him would have to say those sort of things, he suddenly felt a familiar aura emanating from him, a mix of feelings he knew. But what the boy said right after those words chilled Taejun instantly and confirmed what he thought about that aura, those words, those terrible words. "Die alone." Him, he was seeing himself few years ago, after his mother's death, after he killed her. That aura, it was the aura of someone who lost beloved ones, by their own faults. 

The kid right before him, he felt that he still caried a weight too heavy for him, and he was even burdening himself more than needed. He needed to realize that he didn't need to burden himself and to on the contrary share it. He didn't know what exactly it was about but Taejun wanted to help him, to be the one to open his eyes, like someone did for him in the past. He instinctivly pounced on his back, hugging him. "Ah, love of my life, Sarangheo~, it was love at first sight, let's go on a date and know more about each other, ne !" He talked to him with the more lovey-dovey voice he could do, himself feeling goosebumps at his words and completely ashamed on the inside. Then he took a better look at the boy's face, he looked pitiful and lonely to him, giving him a cute look, wich maked him sincerly smile at the kid, Taejun gentely brushed his hair, saying to himself "Annyeong lonely boy."