CARNAGE

kim jongin k a i { xx. smoke manipulator. x-men. } ❝ I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. there is an empty place within me where my heart was once. ❞

[fcxairborne]

just an element? ( *brows raise; scoffs amusedly ) which? (* sways slightly ) 'cause i'm the same and you know-( *her head doesn't appreciate the movement )-pardon-(*opts to sit crosslegged on the floor )-sometimes, opposing elements don't get along too well. ( *laughs, reminded of something) my cousin and my mentor, they were opposites--fire and water--and would scuffle all the time, so i'd have to break them up! ( *huffs; eyes rest on his face ) you don't have issues with air, do you? ( *>:)

( -- ; he notes on how she scoffs, seemingly mirthful. a little too mirthful for Kai's liking, but he isn't one to voice his protestation. besides, he's one to feel disturbed too quickly; one would call him grumpy although on the outside, he's barely seen as such, with his excellence in covering such feelings. ) Yeah, just one. ( -- ; he hums, watching as she sits crosslegged on the floor, causing him to look down on her as they're no longer on the same eye level. ) You can sit on the chair, if you'd like. ( -- ; he tells her, not forgetting his mannerism. ) And no, air coalesces well with my element. I'm a smoke... wielder.

[fcxairborne]

resurrection.

[fcxljongsuk]

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[fcxairborne]

( -- ; upon perusing the other's figure as the door is yanked open, succulent with the weight of the world and a tint of somnolence, Jongin curls a satisfied smile for no apparent reason--although maybe there is a reason, swimming in the vortex of mayhem, too incoherent to word into an active motive. he sighs and runs a hand through his own unkempt hair. a flash of glance into the dorm, then a nonchalant shrug to mirror the tone that the other male emitted. ) Nothing. I just figured that... you... could use a touch of technology. I was about to text you to grab something together before noticing that you don't even have a phone. ( -- ; he chuckles, before humming. ) So, what do you think?

[fcxairborne]

(*pouts slightly at the quiet rejection of her hand, sliding it back in its place. the face is only temporary though, for she finds it hard to hold onto in the face of amiability; it's only second nature to smile back. pauses at the offer, staring into the room before deciding why not) sure! (*c: steps in, sidling past him to enter) so... kai! what can you do? ( *this has long been her favourite part of meeting other students; she turns upon her heel, eyes glimmering with excited curiosity)

( -- ; she falls into his trap without further ado, much to Kai's delight, and she hasn't exhibited a hint of wariness for Kai is excellent at weaving facades, pretending that he's a sheep, claws retracted. a friendship is within the grasp of his cradle, Kai muses as he closes the door behind him after she strides inside, a question slipping past her lips. an x-men, what can he do, really? he's a part of the circus who loiters around trying to impress their audience by a series of benevolence. what can he do? ) You mean, my power? ( -- ; he inquires innocently, sitting on the edge of his bed. ) Nothing big, really. I just... happen to control an element. What about you, Jinri?

[fcxairborne]

( * takes a step back, snatching her hand away from the door's surface immediately before lacing her fingers within themselves behind her back. her smile falters as she slightly when she makes observance of the sleep that still hung off mussed tips of the male's hair and broad shoulders ) did i wake you up? sorry! ( * / @ \ ) you're not? ( * (/´⊙ v ⊙);; ) you're new to me! welcome into my world i guess-- ( *lopsided grin as she extends a hand )--i'm choi jinri!

( -- ; there's a ribbon of optimism which coils around her being, and it's always Kai's favorite type of person because nothing breaks harder than what seems so full, nothing gets corrupted further than what seems so pristine. but this is just an introduction--something vain, superficial. Kai doesn't need to get all tensed up, but the undulating tension is still there within him regardless. there's nothing like the intermittent presence of chaotic seeds within him, and it's almost refreshing to have another face, another life, unsullied by his mayhem to present itself around him. ) I'm not. I've been here for almost three years. ( -- ; a flash of grin, a splatter of amity. ) I'm Kai. Just call me Kai. ( -- ; he says, stepping aside. ) Would you like to come in?

[fcxairborne]

resurrection.

( -- ; there's this something that brews within Kai and it smells pungent, like mirth mixed with mischief--two attributes which Kai has learned better to define himself with. there's this something which covets chaos to simmer within people, within his victims, being the twisted twisted being that he is. he'd justify himself by saying that oh, I'm a social being, and sometimes homo homini lupus. he'll eat them alive, tearing their flesh open, indulging in the sight of carnage as he rips their hearts to shreds like pomegranate between his teeth. vermillion never looks so good against his sun-kissed skin. insanity is never brandished so well on his hands. and so he marches forth, towards a room that he's become a little too familiarized with. knock knock. I came for a reason too trite you can taste the vapidity on your tongue. knock knock. the end isn't nigh; don't be afraid. I'm not going to claw your insides now, Jongsuk. ) Hyung, it's me. Kai.

[fcxairborne]

( *inhales deeply ) WELCOME, MIGHTY WELCOME! ( *a hand smacks itself against her throat--what the fuck, that really hurt--before triggering a coughing fit and leaving her head pounding. she wobbles momentarily before blearily glancing up at the door once more ) please be there or else this whole welcoming committee idea will die-- ( *strums dramatically against the door )---and this'll be embarrassing. ( * T OT )

( — ; the nightmare starts with dripping water, and it’s serene, for serenity comes on the verge of insanity when the drip drip drip of water pounds on his consciousness, eyes fixated on the object as the liquid starts seeping, seeping, before turning itself into a pool of crimson. how quaint. it consumes him with ire of bloodlust, running like wildfire in his system, gnawing at his insides. beauty. Kai smirks in his dream, smirking when the blood grows tenfold, more, more, more until it inundates him; and right before he’s swallowed whole by the wrath of the waves, someone comes knocking on the door, jolting him awake. gravity feels heavy beneath his weight, and Kai sighs. he hoists himself off his bed, hair still unkempt as he drags himself out of bed and pads towards the door. he digests her words a second before jerking the door open, blinking, eyebrows arched. ) Ah… You’re welcoming the wrong person. ( — ; still, how quaint. ) I’m not new.

[sehun88]