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that unfortunate moment when i have to drop mark due to time constraints and life :/ but you might have (probably did) see this coming due to the lack of activity and general lack of life in mark's replies bbbbuuuuuut i'm dropping markie mark here and i don't think i'll try my hand at another character due to time reasons -- maybe in due time, i'll retake mark or take someone else cool, who knows? 

but till then, see you on the flipside! (aka eric or poonji's accounts)

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pompeii

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{* a mirthful laugh erupts from deep within him, ringing in the hollow vacancy of the train station.-} ah you’re too funny {* he’d bet his luck that mark had been trying to be sarcastic or throw some shade in response but technology didn’t seem to be on the older boy’s side.-}

(txt-> markie mark) the train station

(txt-> markie mark) surprise! i’m already there

{* he wonders just how much mark will perceive of the irregularity of the situation as he tucks his phone back into his pockets. jackson not being grandiosely late and jackson not giving mark the name of the actual hangout spot.-}

[fcxxmark]

(` he had practiced -- oh yes, practice made perfect and mark for sure knew that -- on his shading techniques and how and when to properly throw shade and roll his eyes; sure, it was a lot of work, but with jackson, it was always amusing -- at the very least.

however, that aside, he continued )

(txt) kk, be there in a few. 

(` and he will be there in a few, using his car to drive there (wow!!! amazing!!! he can do that -- god bless his driver's license) before parking -- legally -- and making his way to the entrance of the train station ) 

(txt) i'm out front

(txt) in front of the train station, to be more specific. meet you there?

[fcxxmark]

rls !!!

'best friend my ass' -- jackson wang 

the sort of 'you're my best friend because i keep you around' sort of thing u feel???

'girlfriend' -- mai

he treats her well because she's useful and she has the booty.

'ACTUAL best friend' -- oh sehun

literal bro but not literally but like spiritually.

'TRIO' -- pyo hyemi(sus)

*fancy by iggy azalea plays in the distance*

'lil BITTTCH' -- actually a little bitch

aka person who gets bullied

'booty call' -- idk

wiggle wiggle wiggle *beat drops*

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[fcxxmark]

name: mark tuan.

age: 21. 

family: two older sisters, two parents (mom and dad), and a younger brother. 

personality: DUDE BRO JOCK MAN but maybe more than that but not in a positive way. (cocky, think's he's the king, misogynist, always in bro tanks -- ALWAYS, ready to use people and then toss them out a window sorry not sorry) 

word: unknown atm.

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pompeii

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{* he grinned, the smugness so evident it would form a blindingly bright star in the night sky. ‘markie mark’ wouldn’t have the opportunity to grace its’ glorious presence nor smack it off his face - all that chivalry that mark had really went to waste around jackson. poor boy. but as jackson always reminded when his hyung chucked heated words at him, mark couldn’t wouldn’t ever say no.-}

(txt -> markie mark) i knew you’d always have time for me!

(txt -> markie mark) beomildong in an hour 

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(` if looks could kill, jackson would most certainly be dead by now (mark would probably have something to do with it) -- however, when mark messages jackson back, he tries to include something that jackson had used and had taught mark how to do, throw shade )

(txt) i always do!!!! :)))))

(` he hopes he did that right )

(txt) mmmk, i'll be there -- and you don't be late. 

(` with that, mark makes his way downstairs (totally ditching molang, sorry not sorry) gets a car and drives down to the beomildong district, early, as expected )

(txt) where in beomildong? 

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[fcxxmark]

 ‘you’ve got to get out more often and talk to more people, mark tuan,’ he berates himself as he listens, abet avidly, to what the girl, hyoyeon, kim hyoyeon, said to him before nodding and responding with a simple “cool.” (eloquent? very).

before, of course, he heard about her mutation – cheetah physiology, probably (and obviously) meaning that kim hyoyeon was fast, very fast (and, mark guessed, had a killer bite – which she then told him about – and could transform

fantastic).

“i – yeah, well … kind of. i was just studying it was getting uncomfortable outside, so i was just about to head inside” a white lie, he continues though, “i could walk you … with you to class though, a little extra walking never hurt, hah.” 

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i'll make a man out of you / -past-

[taserhwan]

(` like a school girl, with hands clasped in front of him and eager to please – was lee jaehwan when mark tuan agreed to help make him a good looking fit mutant. his smile was broad, it pushed at his eyelids and if this was still high school maybe ken would be the victim of eye rolls and his name scribbled on the inside of bathroom stalls ((like ken is a smoocher who stuffs his gym pants with a sock (((which he doesn’t))))

(` was ken actually game for this? he hadn’t done a work out like the workout mark does in a long, long time. looking at it reasonably, ken was not game. he needed months of building up his strength again to be game for what mark’s schedule was. but intermediate ken doesn’t look at this kind of thing reasonably)

if i couldn’t handle it, why would i even ask you? (` ken said it as if the answer mark’s question was so obvious. he seemed to smile even more than before) when can we start? can we start now? or do i have to wait until later?

(` as he spoke his hands moved side to side, enthusiasm in every movement –

mark was going to have to deal with a lot of whining and pained groans. a lot of complaining. but one thing he wouldn’t have to try and force out of lee jaehwan was enthusiasm – that’s for sure)

[fcxxmark]

(` there mark tuan was, heaving, chest expanding and contracting, half taking in what ken said, half wishing he hadn’t gone on that 2.5 km run just now, before taking a few seconds to re-adust himself, to stand straight and take a deep breath (lowering his heart rate ever so slightly) and listens to what jaehwan has to say before laughing, shining, straight teeth showing themselves off to the world ) yeah, right, why would you, ha.

(` pause ) just making sure though. (` insert another pause here as mark heaves takes another deep breath )

yeah! we can, (` another pause here ) but first, i was just gonna go upstairs to my bed and drop molang off before i head to the gym … if you don’t mine me asking, could go up and change into your own work out or training clothes for that and meet me there in like … ten minutes? (` a+ logic mark tuan, he tells himself and looks down at his own sneaker covered feet, then down at his pup, then back up at the taller and considerably lankier individual in front of him, mind already racing through what weights he can do with him – that is, if jaehwan could even lift, bro )

… so yeah, see you there? (` with that, mark nods and starts to make his way to his room

before turning around for hardly a second, raising his voice ever so slightly and pointing at the other ) and don’t flake on me, dude. (` rude, mark hoped that it did its trick )

(` and now, for good this time, mark went up his room, dropped molang off on his bed, maybe literally maybe not, and went to the institute’s oh so fabulous gym ) 

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[fcxxmark]

rather unfortunately, mark’s power versus its association contradicted one another when fighting against a woman – he was the embodiment of chivalry, he had to help women and let them win and, metaphorically speaking, place them on a pedestal.

but then you have enhanced combat, the ability to fight better, fight faster, and hit harder than ever before, the ability that makes mark the metaphorical knight that he had the ability to be – and at times, both fortunately and unfortunately, being the embodiment of chivalry superseded having the ability to fight at an almost superhuman level.

this time around, this order of power didn’t work in mark’s favor, as with every punch and kick that mina threw, he felt himself, in muscle memory, working to avoid her, one back handspring away from her flurry of punches, then jumping, tucking his knees up and away from her low sweep –

anything, literally anything, would be done to avoid her hitting from him and to avoid the use of force to make her stop.

but then, she spoke, mark hardly hearing her through heavy breathing (avoiding her took actual effort, he took note) –

and then, before he knew it, a kick was directed straight at his hip, not the greatest place for a kick to land, especially for someone who would probably use his legs to get away from mina.

so, as a adequate response to her actions, he balls up the hand parallel to her kicking leg for hardly a moment before rearranging his fingers to fit the handle of his (willpower) shield – which then appeared upon command in said hand – and blocked her, moving his shield outwards ever so slightly to make sure that it made contact with her foot. “yeah,” he says in response, voice no louder than before, “i was just waiting for the right moment – like now“ here, mark moves his shield further outwards, hoping that this would action would cost mina her balance (an unfortunate moment and this hurt mark in his chivalry heart, but this action had to be taken place).

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[fcxxmark]

to say that mark had his fair share of scars and wounds from training and battles ( training, but with other mutant students against him – usually ending with good results, sometimes not, however, all of these encounters ended with a positive outcome, the fact that mark was getting stronger, physically and battle wise )

however, when it came to psychological wounds, mark lacked them – in fact, he had been wiped clean of any wounds that once scarred his memory, all thanks to his adoptive parents. but this didn’t necessarily work against mark, as normally, he wasn’t the type to get over something.

long story short, the reason why mark was so stable here and now, at xavier’s institute for gifted youngsters, was thanks to the fact that his parents had oh so graciously wiped his memory clean through brainwashing – cruel, yes, but it worked.

so there mark tuan was, one hand’s knuckles practically white after holding molang’s leash handle so hard to make sure that the dog didn’t claw its way into mai’s room (molang was excited, as expected, as he liked, no, loved mai’s company), other hand holding his phone, spacing out –

before his phone buzzed again, surprising the advanced-ranked student and causing him to drop his phone (and swoop down and pluck it out of thin air before it had the chance to touch down, bless his reflexes). when he finally has his phone in his hand again, this time around, safely, he reads mai’s first few messages –

with his browed furrowed (‘if she’s fine then why isn’t she out already’ he thinks before receiving the next message

and at that, he blinks, wondering why, if she’s so ok, why she’s not ready to go out with him –

but those thoughts are pushed aside; the fact that mai is actually going out with him after a ‘thing’ that had happened was good, maybe a positive change that was needed in mai’s life (mark wouldn’t know though, he wouldn’t guess what she had gone through).

so he replies to her message.

(txt) kk, see you down at the entrance of the hedge maze.

with that, he starts walking, molang soon in tow, knuckles now fading back to their original color, phone now in his pocket.

now waiting, patiently, outside of the hedge maze for his partner.

[fcxxmark]

pompeii

(txt -> markie mark) markie mark you have these choices:

(txt -> markie mark) a. hang out with jackson

(txt -> markie mark) b. go join jackson with whatever he’s doing

(txt -> markie mark) c. jackson wants to meet up and therefore I will go

(txt -> markie mark) d. the term busy does not exist when jackson calls for me

(/ mutters an ‘i’ to himself before reading the first and second message before typing out )

(txt) no (/ and even before he gets a chance to send this message, the next two of jackson’s texts arrive (insert the sounds of mark cursing under his breath here) — at long last, though, ‘markie mark’ realizes he can’t win this game )

(txt) alright, where are we meeting up and when?

[fcxxmark]

[txt]: mark i've found something wonderful in the app store [txt]: ٩(･ิᴗ･ิ๑)۶ [txt]: look at how great this guy/gal's eyebrows are.

(txt) nuna!!! (/ takes a second before sending that text, wondering if she’s ok with him calling her that )

(txt) that emoji (/ that’s what people call them, right? ) is cute! (/ another pause ) like you!

(/ … yet another pause occurs as he goes back and actually reads what he just sent ) 

(txt) sorry that was cheesy ; u ; 

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[fcxxmark]

without a doubt, after training alone for such a long time alone, punching and kicking various combat related bags and then going through years of mixed martial arts (with just a trainer), finally coming to the institute and finally fighting against actual people, for real, was, without a doubt, nerve wracking -- sure, as stated above, he had trained and trained and trained and trained.

but people, other people, people mark weren't comfortable with (so almost everybody that weren't a select few people) made the embodiment feel uncomfortable. so uncomfortable, in fact, that he froze up, constructs of willpower fading almost as quickly as they had appeared.

which, in turn, made fighting significantly more difficult. especially in situations where people were watching him --

so essentially, a situation like this one; mark's nerves combined with the fact that the fact that he had concealed his fears for so long (now ending in a confrontation)

along with the fact that the person that mark was up against was a girl (repeated for the sake of emphasis, a girl), which put a huge dent in his heart chivalry the moment he saw her get up and walk over to where they had to stand before they actually had to fight (the mere idea of fighting in front of people and now, fighting against a girl, someone he should be protecting, perplexed him).

"yeah, i am mark." pause, "i mean, yeah, that's my name -- and you're mina." 'awkward. congrats mark' he berates himself. 

another pause, his eyebrows raise for a second and he takes a deep breath before speaking, "i -- you start, please." 

(the least he could do is let her start). 

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mark doing the lip thing and jackson staring a lil 2 much