Eunice

[eunicexkwon]

                “ Sergeant Kwon? She’s One Cold Bitch.. „

FULL NAME: Eunice Kwon NICKNAME(S): Yoony AGE: 30 | February15th, 1992 GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cisfemale, She/her FACE CLAIM: Kim Seolhyun EYE COLOR: Brown HAIR COLOR: Black HEIGHT: 5′6″ OCCUPATION: Technical sergeant @ Walker Airforce Base HOMETOWN: Roswell, NM Neighborhood: Lunar Crescent (across the street from her mother/childhood home)

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TW: Death, mentions of cancer, war

CHILDHOOD (1992-2005)

Eunice was born to Daehyun and Eunjoo Kwon right in Roswell, New Mexico. The two of them owned a dry cleaners together, the place where young Eunice would garner her most precious memories. From her first broken bone, to her first lost tooth, even her first kiss in high school, they all happened right at Kwon’s Cleaners. This was also where she was delivered the harsh truth about her father’s health.

Her dream career as a child was to be a designer, her life for fashion shining through every outfit she’d chosen carefully for school. Her mother purchased a sewing machine for her when she was in middle school and she even took multiple successful stabs at making her own clothing.

She speaks English, Korean and Spanish fluently as a result of her father being born in Argentina. She always found his upbringing interesting, especially when she found out that Argentina had the largest Korean diaspora outside of the US.

She participated in pageants as a child due to her mother’s encouragement. She won Little Miss Roswell when she was 8 years old but never liked the trophy so has since buried it away to hopefully never be seen again.

She had an incredibly close bond with both of her parents with no direct trauma connected to how she was treated by them. She is the oldest child of four, though and her siblings are a different story.

She began playing volleyball and taking part in gymnastics during her childhood years as a way to stay fit while doing something she loved. She once dreamed of entering the rhythmic gymnastics competition in the Olympics.

TEEN YEARS (2005-2011)

When she was just 14, she unfortunately lost her father to cancer. This would make the major shift in her once rather bubbly personality. Instead of volleyball and gymnastics as something she loved and doing it for fun, she grew viciously competitive with those around her. She was once suspended from volleyball for breaking a girl’s nose when she spiked the ball in her face.

All in all, she grew distant with her large group of friends at the time. Some were understanding, others not so much. At the end of the day, she convinced herself that she didn’t care about those who couldn’t quite grasp why she was so distant suddenly.

At a young age, she decided that she would step up as the ‘man’ of the family, working any little odd job she could to help her mother make ends meet with a dead husband and four kids to take care of.

When she was eighteen, an opportunity was presented to her to join the US Army, and she did it without a second thought. She thought of this as a way to take care of her family, so she did.

When she was twenty-one, she took advantage of New Mexico having no legal age for adoption and legally adopted her younger siblings off of her mother so they were able to benefit from being dependents of her.

TRAVELING WITH WAR (2012-2015)

During her time in the air force, she was stationed in various placed, but she often talks about her time in Osan, South Korea. It was a time for her to truly get in touch with her culture as well as show a different side of herself to her buddies at the time.

Other notable stations were Landstuhl, Germany and Misawa City, Japan. She worked her way up the ranks by minimizing her social interactions and showing that she was there for one purpose and one purpose only.

Sadly, due to this, she never made any close friends while in the Air Force during her younger years. She can barely recall anything that wasn’t solely about working hard and proving something to herself as well as those around her.

RETURN TO ROSWELL (2015-PRESENT)

Upon returning to Roswell, she realized how much she missed traveling and actually actively protecting the country she grew up in.

Her siblings now fully live in her home while her mother remains across the street. They often take turns spending the night with her.

Her personality is still cold, icy and an acquired taste for money, but she’s a much nicer person than she was as a teen and young adult.

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fletcherliu​:

fletcher liu had only ever admitted love to one person . his sibling , a mini-version of himself if they stood side-by-side , was his everything , his reason to keep on fighting , the sole tether to a town he had grown tired of a decade ago ; addison was all he thought about and all he cared for , although the very act of allowing eunice a few hours of his time was the silent affirmation that he , too , cared about her . even if the male was handed a one-way ticket out of roswell , back to singapore or perhaps somewhere lavish like the hollywood hills or malibu , how could he let everything he’d built slip through his fingers , abandoning those that needed him ( or the ones he needed , perhaps more than they’d ever yearn for his company ) . “ you l-word me , kwon ?? now , i should write you up on a HR violation … “ an empty threat . the dimples in his cheeks twitched into canyons as dark eyes flicked back up to the flash sheets , pondering on exactly what to get in their respective languages . “ what word were you thinking ?? “

Eunice had probably only told her dog that she loved her. Her own mother had to pull teeth for her to say that she loved her at times. In her mind, actions spoke louder than words so she showed how much she loved others with the things she would do for them, rather than say it. The moment they decided to get all mushy on her? She would look visibly annoyed and try to remove herself from the situation as soon as possible. “Don’t get weird, Liu. And never bring it up again. I might lose my lunch if you do.” her monotone voice cut short the moment she’d looked across the shop and saw someone visibly in pain from the piece they were getting. All she could do was raise her eyebrows briefly and pray that she didn’t look like that when getting her first bout of ink done. “Something special to us both... that means something. But not corny. I can’t go through life telling my future children that me and my buddy, Liu got something corny together. I would ensure they were raised to bully me for such a thing.”

[eunicexkwon]

lcvity​:

Eunice calling Reyna’s bluff earned yet another sappy look from the drummer “Oh, on the contrary sergeant. I’m actually quite heartbroken by this whole ordeal.” Though it was easy to see why anyone would hear these words and think Reyna was full of crap. To be fair, sometimes Reyna themselves didn’t know when they were joking or not. All they knew for a fact was that they were incredibly protective of their friends. It honestly didn’t matter who Eunice dated - Reyna would always think she could do better. Still, Reyna thought it was good for Eunice to get out more.  Her discipline was something Reyna had a hard time wrapping their head around.  They couldn’t help but roll their eyes at the pillowcase remark,  “What are you a nun? Just put it on!” The annoyance in their features was quickly replaced by curiosity the moment Eunice offered up her phone. Eagerly, they plucked the phone from their friend’s hands and immediately shifted their attention to the profile on the screen. “Oh, he’s cute. A swimmer huh? Don’t they have to shave everything?” They took a moment to wiggle their eyebrow suggestively at their friend, before turning back to the matter at hand - finding something wrong with the guy. Though they had to admit… the task was proving harder than they had anticipated “Tall, handsome, athletic - what’s the catch?” They wondered, mostly to themselves as they pursed their lips in thought. 

x

Reyna had all of the makings of Eunice’s perfect opposite. Where Reyna would jump, Eunice would find a place to stay perfectly grounded. It was their polar personalities that caused them to be drawn to one another. “You think you’re funny, kid?” she asked behind narrowed eyes, looking at her friend with a scoff that followed soon after. They were quite the jokester if one were to ask Eunice. Sometimes she wondered why they hadn’t taken up a career on Saturday Night Live or something, but then it dawned on her that they might even go too far for such a well-known television show. “I’m just stating that it’s.. a tad skimpy on the fabric..” she mentioned once more, taking the dress full in her hand however and changing out of the current one to give this black one a try. “I’m going to assume the catch is something like.... he refuses to admit he’s wrong or something.” she called from the other side of the curtain, immediately scrunching her nose up at their comment about shaving. “Don’t be gross, Reyna..”

[eunicexkwon]

fletcherliu​:

he could appreciate time management , a stern head upon strong shoulders ; it was why , out of his collection of colleagues , he made effort to meet up with eunice beyond the base , in their allotted civilian time . fletcher wasn’t the easiest of people to get along with , sporting a hardened exterior that had kept him safe all these years and preferring an empty home to a bustling family — life on the base was lonely , isolated , no matter how many camo-clad bodies he was surrounded with . a little socialisation every now and again would do him good . “ charming , kwon , “ a habit that had stuck from their first day on shift together , the military moniker of a surname , “ you can’t talk . you haven’t got a single piece of ink on you , unless you’ve got some sad-sack’s name tattooed on your ass you haven’t told me about . was the only reason you agreed to come so that you could humiliate me ?? “ 

narrowed eyes guided their way toward fletcher once again, a leg crossing one over the other now as she placed the book that was in her hand on the table in front of her. Eunice was one of a kind, truly. whatever came to mind would often leave her mouth and she had little to no qualms about letting those around her know how she felt. “I’ve got more charm in my pinky toe than you do in your entire juiced up frame, Liu.” she retorted with a quirk of her eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of her lightly glossed lips. “aight, fine. I’ll get a tattoo but on one condition, turtle neck.” her eyes now cutting toward one of the tattoo artists quickly before averting her gaze back to her friend. “we get matching tattoos in our respective languages. it’s my way of using the l-word without directly having to say it.” and everyone knew how much she hated expressing love toward anyone. friends, family, honestly the only being she’d ever outwardly said ‘i love you’ to was her dog. “and so what if I did? you wouldn’t want me here any less.”

[eunicexkwon]

lcvity​:

The more Reyna giggled the sharper the pang in their stomach was becoming. “Oh it hurts, it hurts” they whined, using one hand to wipe the tear that was threatening to form in their eyes. It might not have looked like it, but they really were trying their best to regain their composure. Especially after Eunice’s classic unamused expression.  Oh, if looks could kill… The thing about Eunice’s threat is that not only were they creative, but Reyna genuinely believed that the woman would follow through if given the chance. So in an attempt to defuse the situation  and stave their ass , Reyna raised their hands in surrender, batting their lashes in an attempt to look as innocent as possible. The cadence in their voice changed, imitating an old-timey, Marilyn Monroe-esque tone . “Aw come on E. Don’t look at me like that. I’m just jealous you’re going out with someone else instead of me. It’s simply not fair.” They finally lowered their hands along with their charade, but not without flashing their friend a pouty look. “Okay fine. Try this one instead- no ruffles I promise.” The dress that they pulled from the rack seemed much simpler compared to the one Eunice had on. It was mid length and satin, with the only decorative detail being a slight cowl neckline. “They have it in other colors too, but I think black will really suit you.” The offered the dress over to their friend. ”You haven’t even shown me what your date looks like yet. Please tell me they aren’t ugly. My heart wouldn’t be able to take it.” 

x

The fire in Eunice’s eyes were often reels of oncoming danger for the other person. It was absolutely true that if given the chance, the sergeant would deliver on many of her threats. But not only would she lose her job, go do prison and be forced to wear what she considered the worst color on Earth... but she would lose someone she cared about. So, she would often pray to herself not to actually fold those she cared about like lawn chairs, but to instill a certain fear in them instead. Eunice was a bit of a tough ass, especially with the way she was running her household with her three siblings. “That’s a crock off bullshit, cadet.” she stated before rolling her eyes at them and reaching out to take the dress in her hand with a quirked eyebrow. “Now... where the rest of it? Do you really think I should be walking around in this.... glorified pillow case?” she questioned as she examined the fabric in her hands, blinking rapidly at the idea of her wearing it. The answer was yes, there was an incredible figure under all of the baggy blazers she opted to wear most of the time. She saw nothing wrong with flaunting what one has, but in her mind, she simply didn’t have ‘it’. “Uh... here... he’s a swimmer or somethin’..” she said as she pulled her phone from the pocket of her blazer that was hanging up in the dressing room, holding it out for them to take. 

[eunicexkwon]

lcvity​:

“I just don’t understand why it’s taking so damn- oh wow.” The moment Eunice revealed herself, one of Reyna’s hands shot up to cover their mouth, eyes widening as if they had just witnessed something atrocious. It wasn’t Eunice of course -  it was the dress. It was one of the ugliest things they had ever seen in their life. Reyna had suggested Eunice to try it on as a joke under the pretense that maybe it’s wasn’t as bad as it looked, but seeing it on someone only seemed to emphasized how truly hideous it was. “It’s definitely a uh, statement.” Now they were trying to conceal a quivering smile, their fingers taping against the tight line that had been formed by their lips. All for naught, because only a millisecond later Reyna burst into a fit of laughter. “It is. Oh my god it’s hideous! You look like you’re competing in a spot for bootleg version of Toddlers and Tiaras. I’m sorry, I really set you up to fail with this one. ”  As Reyna laughed, they fully expected Eunice to throw a shoe at them or something - they would deserve it. “I’m sorry okay. Okay.” Reyna attempted to regain their composure by taking  a deep breath. It worked, for the most part. Their cackling had now been reduced to scattered giggled. “Any chance you’ll let me take a picture of you? Please - I’ll do anything! I’ll take you out for dinner. I just need to document this!” 

x

The already vibrantly clear indication that she was annoyed beyond belief didn’t work. Reyna was one of those unmovable forces that wasn’t going to be deterred simply because the other party was a little peeved. With narrowed eyes and a sigh so deep the Devil himself felt a breeze against the back of his neck, Eunice looked down at the frilly dress and shook her head slowly. Her friend wasn’t making it easier to stomach with all of their sidebar comments either. “Is the statement... shut up before I shove my boot so far up your ass you’ll be digesting leather for the next lifetime?” she inquired as she began stepping back behind the curtain so she could take this atrocity of a dress off. Eunice was going on her first Tinder date ever and the last thing she needed was to look like she was auditioning for entertainment at the circus or the understudy for Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. Slowly, she turned back over to look at Reyna with a tilt of her head. “You take a picture of me and you’ll have to find your camera roll somewhere between your lower intestine and your rectum..” 

[eunicexkwon]

fletcherliu​:

black box tattoo & piercing ! ( open for — @roswellstarters​ )

there were inked etchings all over fletcher liu , from his knuckles to the tops of his feet , the scars he chose to inflict upon himself at a premium price — he trusted nobody with his body but the artists at black box and so , standing with biceps crossed over his chest , he scanned the sheets of flash pinned to the inside of the window , eyes narrowed in consideration . eventually he’d run out of space , tainting every inch of skin with hanzi characters or scripture holding relevance only to him . for now , though , he revelled in the spontaneity of entering the store without prior thought to what he’d emerge with . nudging an elbow against his fellow flash aficionado , fletcher spoke : “ what do you think i should get ?? i’ll entertain anything but the playboy bunny , “

Maybe it was influence from her parents, or the simple fact that she’d put herself through enough pain that opting for tattoos were never an option. Whatever the reason, she hadn’t gotten any ink of her own yet, but she was considering it. That truly would’ve been the only reason she would’ve even agreed to going with Fletcher in the first place. “You know... when I asked you to schedule time on my Calendly, this was not exactly what I had in mind.” she looked at her co-worker with a raised eyebrow, looking through the book of sample work in the shop. Her large brown eyes danced over any open space on his skin, lips poking out in thought before a sigh left her nose. “What about a donkey? Since you’re a jackass..” she stated plainly, somehow not erupting in laughter with her words.

[eunicexkwon]

sevendurmaz​:

location: sanders’ autobody, late evening ! availability: open, @roswellstarters​

the sounds of loud metal music echo throughout the empty auto shop as a shirtless seven finishes up his last vehicle of the day. most lights were out, most doors already shut, and all he wanted was to wrap up on the motorcycle he was working on before the owner came to pick it up in the morning after. a foreign sound comes from somewhere in the shop and he’s quick to grab the nearest tool to defend himself, when a familiar face comes into view. he sighs, shaking his head. “could’ve announced yourself, couldn’t ya? nearly gave me a heart attack.” he huffs, standing up and grabbing his shirt, throwing it onto his shoulder. “listen, unless it’s an emergency—and i’m talkin’ life or death situation—, you can come back tomorrow. we’re already closed.”

Eunice was the kind of woman who took charge in every situation. Her mother made one small complaint about the sound her car was making and naturally, she saw it fit to get it looked at immediately. She knew the shop was closing soon, but that was an irrelevant piece of information in her mind. Combat boots echoing through the hallow shop, Eunice couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the man the moment he spoke to her. “Didn’t know you were such a dweeb, Seven.” she stated plainly with a roll of her eyes. “It involves Mama Kwon, so it’s an emergency. It’s makin’ a weird sound ‘n she gotta get to bingo in the morning.” 

[eunicexkwon]

rhysevantaylor​:

for: @roswellstarters​ location: around lunar crescent

The whole thing was ridiculous and the expression on his face was only becoming more and more frustrated as the seconds ticked by. Rhys had days where things similar to this happened, but it was usually over pretty quickly, he’d dart past the gate, make a grab for the escape livestock and have them back in his backyard in less than a minute. Today, however, it felt as though he’d been chasing this particular hen around and around the cul-de-sac for over half an hour. He’d stopped to take a breath, hands on his knees, leaning down slightly, when he spotted someone. “You can help or you can laugh… but help really would be preferred…” he offered, smile on his face weak.

Eunice had always enjoyed the various ongoing activities of her neighbors. There was a couple arguing, her mother doing zumba on her front lawn across the street and... what? Apparently Rhys had been chasing a chicken around and the sergeant had only just caught on. With furrowed eyebrows, she made the few strides needed to get a closer look, arms folded over her chest as she leaned back in her typical power pose. She couldn’t help but spit out in laughter at his light request, lightly lifting her shoulders into a shrug. “I could easily take that hen down, but I’d prefer to time you on it. Consider this your military training from Sergeant Kwon.” it was clear she was being completely serious too, the moment she reached into her pocket and pulled out her signature stop watch. “Go.” she ordered, pressing the button on the watch and gazing on in bliss.

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lcvity​:

who: open @roswellstarters​ location: anywhere! 

Patience was a virtue that Reyna did not posses. They were uncertain how long they had been waiting but it was evident in the way they had begun to paced around with their arms crossed against their chest that it had been enough for them to grow restless. Not like that was saying much. A few more long, excruciating seconds pass before they finally call out,   “Are you almost done?”

xx

Eunice was an incredibly patient person for the most part, but not when she was the one being rushed. Without missing a bit, she whipped the curtain of the dressing room open and narrowed her eyes at the other with a slow tilt of her head. “I’m sorry, but do you have somewhere to be? I suggest you go there then.” her eyes now locked on them, widened with frustration as she continued holding onto the cloth she’d moved to reveal her dress-clad figure. “It’s fuckin’ ugly isn’t it?” she squirmed uncomfortably, having not worn a dress since prom.