all that is golden

BYUN BAEKHYUN | DIOR | 21 | #603 | A TOUCH OF GOLD "i just want to believe that i could be something to someone"

[fy-blackandwhite-exo]

[fcxxxdior]

walking in a winter wonderland

[fcxcheolyong-deactivated2014062]

Well— {’ Mir steps out of his room, one arm reaching to pull the door closed again on his way out.; it’d be a weird looking elephant if it didn’t have ears, wouldn’t it? Just don’t ask where I found them, it’s a trade secret I’m not at liberty to share. {’ he grins widely, patting his behind to emphasize as he follows.; So….what’s this festival gonna be like? I’ve never been to one before. I mean I’ve been to a fairground before, which is where I conveniently found out I’m deathly afraid of clowns. 

[fcxxxdior]

... Is the trunk what I think it is-- {`and that's all it took for him to visualize it, in which he shook his head and hands simultaneously } You know what, don't tell me. Enjoy your elephant underwear. {`he grinned to the point where he crinkled his noise and formed his eyes into happy little crescents before enthusiastically shrugging } I honestly have no idea. I've never really been at a festival before. At least I know there'll be lots of food, and all these mini games all over the place where you can win some prizes and stuff. Everybody seems to love it. {`it didn't take them long at all to reach the streets of busan as they were guided by the smell of food, sound of happily cheering people and the creative lighting around all the stands. as soon as they entered the appropriate street the number of people around them escalated quickly. he glanced over to look at the other with a smile } Food first, right?

[fcxxxdior]

Goldfingers

[anomxtaehyung-blog1]

{` he shakes his head at the other} I can’t make them stop completely, or burst.  If it was my main power maybe.  The most I can do is slow it down or speed it up enough for them to pass out.  The most I usually use it for is playing with the radios around here.  {` he nods along to the other in following along with what he says.  Once it had started to lose it’s shape his eyes widened and he sat staring at it for a few minutes, his hand held in the air} I am… I don’t think I exactly did anything.  I think I accidentally overloaded it with all the changes.  {` holds the marble out for the other} Try it.  Just go as fast as you can with changing them all and see what happens.  {` he giggles as several thoughts strike him at once about it all} Hey, maybe we could make modern art pieces out of things.  We could like, turn chairs to gold and mess it up like this and just have a saggy chair there.  We could make money and be famous artists.  Well, I mean I’d have to retire after only a few months.  But hey, at least you could go on with it. {` tilts his head} I wonder what else can happen if we mess around…. gold can’t explode can it?

[fcxxxdior]

Ahh, I see. {`he often felt a bit useless with a power that wasn't offensive, mostly because he wanted to be an offensive person in a physical aspect to further aid his cause and how he carried it out, but through the years he had settled with what he had. there was hope for the future though, especially if he learned how to only turn parts of objects and not the entire thing. that way he could hurt without killing. he just needed to be patient, he guessed. when he was offered the marble again he eagerly took it, letting it rest atop his leather-clad palm and used a bare finger to turn it to one color of gold into another. he did it twice as fast as taehyung and within a matter of seconds he saw it change form yet again, his eyes widening out of pure glee of this discovery } Hey, this is great! {`completely starry eyed he looked over at the other as he spoke, a chuckle resounding from his lips } I think I've got my future all figured out, so I don't mind retiring when you do. That sounds like a cool way to experiment though, doesn't it? How about we find all these common interior things for the kitchen, living room, bedroom and, heck, why not the bathroom too -- and turn it to gold and add our persona touch to it. Just think of the money we could make by selling it as one whole kit! {`he continued to change the marble back and forth, a proud grin lingering on his lips when he saw how it slowly but surely moved as a changing mass } And no, I'm pretty sure it can't explode. But it can become liquid... I wonder if that's possible for me, too? That would be so cool. I could turn something to gold, melt it down and re-shape it however I want.

[xslyjaejoong]

opposites attract

[xslyjaejoong]

Maybe wear some more eyeliner regularly and it’ll be better. {` he tilts his head, inspecting the other and reaches out to use a finger to tilt the boy’s chin up} Poor little Midas, come to be stuck in Xavier’s.  {` he trails the finger along the boy’s jaw, leaving a sharp pinprick sensation as he goes.  It was only for play, this one hadn’t done anything to warrant true pain.  Not yet at least} Tell me about it, but no walls could ever keep me trapped behind them. {` he withdraws his finger and straightens up, a smirk dancing across his face} I was heading to grab some food and then find someone to fuck.  You’ll do though, if you want to follow me.

[fcxxxdior]

If I start wearing eyeliner on a regular basis I need to be sure someone actually sees it or it would be a complete waste of effort. {`snorts quietly, not finding it all too interesting sitting holed up in his room looking all dazzling with no audience to speak of. when his chin was tilted up and he was the sole focus of that intense gaze he could feel his cheeks heat up like always -- the man in front of him unfortunately had that effect on him. the slight pain made him blink, but true to his nature he craved that more than gentle touches any day } ... It's not that bad. {`a small smirk spread across his lips, the various nights they had run into each other prior to this encounter was proof enough that no walls could, indeed, keep him in. and then he laughed, ran his gloved fingers through his hair and shoved his hands in the front-pocket of his hoodie } I'll do, huh -- ever the charmer. Sure. {`at that he set himself in motion, heading towards the cafeteria and glanced up at the other } What level are you, by the way?

[fcxxxdior]

the greatest reward

[fcxxxyejin-deactivated20140201]

Yejin glanced down at the robot in her arms. It worked perfectly for what she made it to do, but she kept thinking about some possibilities to add to it. Then she started thinking about new robots she could build. She need to find more cell phones and other things to make it. She’d have to go on the search later. Hopefully no one would miss their cellphones too much.

Hearing him call them bastards made a soft smile appear on her lip. She definitely agreed with him there. Just because she was a mutant did’t stop her from being a genius. She believed the fact she could do so much with her ability made her even better than most. She could probably save the world’s problems, but now, she didn’t think the world deserved it. 

"Fine," she agreed, following after him. She was mildly interested if what he wanted to give her. It wasn’t like she could find out on her own. She just continued along as he questioned the robot in her arms, "Hmm? It’s a camera. Nothing special. It follows around everyone who has some sort of technology on them, cellphone, camera, etcetera," she explained, "I was bored and people aren’t being as open in their text messages and IMs," she admitted, no shame in her voice.

[fcxxxdior]

Ever since he retrieved his 'treasure' of sorts he had kept it safely hidden in his room, just waiting for the opportunity where he'd be able to return it to her, and so it was only natural that he took it to Xavier's too as soon as he moved to the school. Truth to be told he'd carry that bag with him his entire life if he had to.

When the robot was explained he involuntarily felt the presence of his cellphone in his pocket, quietly wondering if he'd be spared from the robot's curious escapades. Not that he had anything to hide and not that he was particularly interesting to observe, but still. Wouldn't want her to see something she, well... shouldn't. "Does it save the recordings too, or is it more like a live stream kind of thing?" And after some silent deliberation he decided to ask what he was most curious about, a grin lingering on his lips. "Aren't you afraid of what you'll see sometimes? I mean, people these days..."

It didn't take them too long to reach his dorm, and as they did so he held the door open for her to walk in first before he followed. He didn't have a roommate yet, and he was definitely enjoying the temporary safe haven his room had become, but he knew that it would come to an end sooner or later. "If you wait a minute, I'll just..." Dior excused himself, barely finishing the sentence before he was rummaging through his closed. An occasional grunt here and there was heard as he rearranged things left and right, but soon enough he managed to pull the bag out, containing all her past awards that had been confiscated.

With a smile he put it down and pushed it towards her with his foot.

"Here, I hope you'll like it."

[fcxxxdior]

hit me with your best shot

[gmxmina-deactivated20150311-dea]

Ah, well, that’s good to know. [` she nodded, relieved that his ability didn’t extend to projectiles of any sort. but it was with some bemusement that she watched him mumble to himself without moving, a rather confused expression on his face. if dior was as inexperienced in sparring as he seemed, then perhaps this fight wouldn’t go as badly as she had initially expected. mentally, she gave thanks for the few sparring sessions she’d had with lu han—at least she had the basic attacks and blocks down…kind of ] Whenever you’re ready. [` it was automatic for her to say that once she had settled down, at which point she would usually begin to get pummeled mercilessly. her muscles tensed as dior made his move, her eyes following the sweep of his leg and timing her leap back. not waiting for him to regain his balance, she took a quick step to the side, drawing her fist back as she moved closer to him. when her arm snapped forward, it was aimed for his stomach—with her inexperience, she didn’t dare to aim for his face. at the very most, she would probably wind him if she was lucky, but there wasn’t all that much strength behind her hits anyway ] Do you…practice sparring much? [` she puffed out a few words between hits, her free hand gesturing vaguely around the room. they weren’t quite in full attack mode yet, so she figured a little conversation would break the awkward silence ]

[fcxxxdior]

{`he wasn't surprised in the slightest that his attack missed. in fact he was pretty much expecting it, which was probably why he failed so badly ever time. actual fighting was usually best when backed up with confidence, but he was clearly lacking in that -- at least when it came to throwing punches. he tried to remain level-headed which was hard enough, but he did use his reflexes in a semi-desirable way. when she aimed for his stomach he grabbed at her forearm with both hands quickly enough to stop it from being an actual punch and reduced it to a mere push into his abdomen } no, not really-- {`he huffed out and countered her attack by attempting to (albeit a bit wobbly) knee her in the stomach while still holding onto her arm } or i mean yes, but it's not exactly sparring... kat usually floors me within a matter of seconds. {`he chuckled breathlessly, despite thoroughly sucking at this he still managed to find some kind of amusement in it, or it was just his way of coping with things -- making them a laughing matter }

[xslyjaejoong]

opposites attract

{` his smirk grows and he tilted his head to the side} It is, isn’t it?  You look different without the club lights or the smudged make-up {` he leans in a little} I prefer the last one if you ask me.  And as for how long, two and a half years.  You must be new though, or I’d have heard about your pretty little face being here.

[fcxxxdior]

I know, right? I look far too mundane on a regular basis. {`his grin remained and he kind of allowed him to just relish in their small reunion of sorts. and the fact that the man by his side made him feel as desirable as gold naturally was. he had a knack of reminding him that he was golden } Woah, that long? And here I had no idea. {`his grin transformed into a almost bashful smile, it was easier to act narcissistic on the dance floor but to be openly complimented like this was a totally different story } Yeah, I've been here a week or so, not long at all. I think I'm already having withdrawal problems to be honest, this place is so stiff and serious. Umm... {`removing his hands from behind his back he shoved them at the front pocket of his hoodie, a small smirk lingering at the corner of his lips } Where were you going just now?

[lollzthaa]

[fcxxxdior]

the greatest reward

[fcxxxyejin-deactivated20140201]

Boredom was something that plagued Yejin on a daily basis. It was hard to find anything in interesting when nothing was a mystery to her. Every time she would find something new, she’d become bored almost instantly after bringing it up. She missed her old room. Instead of stuffed animals and Barbie dolls, it had been full of metal and wires, everything she needed to build her robots or televisions. She attempted to build a hologram once. It looked like Hugh Jackman until her father took it away from her. It was a major disappointment. 

She had been scrolling the web and media sites of her peers for almost two hours and there was only so much internal drama became annoying. They were all so miserable and whined about how shitty their lives were. She refrained from going to each and everyone of them and going ‘boo fucking who. Find a bridge and get over it’. Apparently, that was deemed rude.

As she made her way down the hall, her eyes focused on the mechanical contraption in front of her. She had felt the need to build something new and decided on a small little robot that would follow people around and film them without them knowing. She needed new secrets to add to her collection.

As she made her way down the hall, she stopped when her name was called. Glancing to her side, she raised a brow. It took her only a few seconds to find a name for the face, “Baekhyun… hello again,” she said as she reached down, grabbing her tiny robot and holding it in her arms like a teddy bear, “Last time I saw you, I was having my degrees and awards for my accomplishments taken away,” she stated, her expression bare, though on the inside, the memory was annoying, “I have many. What do you want to give me?”

[fcxxxdior]

"Hello" he parroted back with a smile. Dior hadn't noticed the small robot until now, but when she picked it up and held it in her arms he was this close to d'awwing at the endearing sight in front of him. But he decided against it and bit his tongue the second before it was too late. Apparently people disliked being referred to as cute? Which sucked because he thought a lot of things were cute but could mostly expect nothing but scowls, glares and threats when he said so. But then again it may be because his idea of cute was a bit different than the average person, and to exclaim how adorable a tattooed biker was didn't seem to be the most ideal thing to do.

But then again his social skills were questionable at best.

He nodded dutifully once the rewards was brought up. That had, indeed, been the last time they saw each other which was quite some time. But he hadn't been quite as lazy as he might've come off as on a daily basis and he couldn't wait to show her what he had done. "True, those bastards" Dior rightfully muttered but it didn't take him more than a second to get back to his excited self. "And that's a secret, but I'm sure you'll love it. Come!" With that he gestured for her to follow him as he turned and headed towards his dorm. At least he hoped that she would love it. If not this wouldn't be nearly as fun. Sure he wouldn't regret doing what he did, but it would make it oh so much better if she appreciated it as well.

With a glance towards the robot in her arms he got reminded of how truly amazing she was, technology wise. "That little thing, what does it do?" He had seen what she was capable of and knew that she could work wonders, so he was pretty certain it wasn't just a measly robot for show -- it ought to have some additional usage than just being super cool-looking. Come to think of it, he wanted a robot too.

[fcxxxdior]

Goldfingers

[anomxtaehyung-blog1]

{` he tilts his head to look at the other} My subpower?  It’s Frequency Manipulation.  I can change and control things like radio waves, heartbeats and that.  But I can only do it in short bursts. {` he turns his attention to the marble, watching as it turns into an array of different colours.  Which each change his eyes grew wider.  At the end he held out his hand for the glove, nodding} How does it work changing it?  Do you just think about what kind of gold you want to change it too? {` places the tips of one glove between his teeth he tugged it off and held his hand above the marble.  It looked a little out of place, his palm with the delicate fingers of a woman joined to it} What was that really cool one?  Aside from the rose gold…green gold yeah? {` he reaches out to poke the marble, a greenish tinge taking it over and he looks back up, grinning} This definitely god a whole bunch cooler.  And if you can restrain it like that then there’d be a way.  Probably reached by hours of meditation and concentration or something for starters.  {` starts tapping the marble vigorously, turning it a bunch of different colours before it eventually starts losing its shape} Huh…well would you look at that?

[fcxxxdior]

Heartbeats? {`this immediately caught his attention and he tilted his head to the side, lips slightly puckering in thought } How does that work? Can you make a heart completely stop or make it beat too fast? {`he was always genuinely surprised to hear of other mutant's sub-powers, mostly because he had none of himself. it made him feel a tad bit inadequate, but he kept that to himself } I usually concentrate on the amount of gold and see the color in my head, then it turns. I've read that there's different combinations of metals in the other colors besides yellow and I honestly have no idea how they get there, but I'm pretty sure it's the infusion of those metals that makes the color change. That's what it feels like when I turn them, at least. {`he nodded in confirmation and looked as he managed to change it on his first try, a wide grin spreading across his lips } Hey, not bad. And yeah, lots of training for sure. I've been trying to find large enough items so that they take a few seconds longer to turn, otherwise I don't even get the change to react. Maybe bigger rocks? I don't want to kill the forest off. {`with a chuckle he continued to look as the other practiced on the marble when his jaw pretty much dropped to the floor } Wait, what-- how did you do that? {`it was a completely new discovery to him, but the prospect of being able to change its shape surprised him as much as it excited him. he dropped another marble in his palm and began to change its color, trying to get a feel of the material again } Did you feel anything different, or did it just happen?

[fcxxxdior]

walking in a winter wonderland

[text] (((p(≧Д≦;)q))) 

[text] i dont need to wash my hands! i wasnt doing that

[text] i just bought new underwear

[text] they have ears eheheheheh

{’ he pulls on a pair a jeans, wiggling around a little as he zips them up and makes his way to the door; Don’t be alarmed dear friend, I’m wearing pants now. {’ he pulls open the door and grins widely at the familiar face looking back at him;

{`he pocketed the phone without answering the texts since his friend would be out in a moment, and at the declaration of pants being worn he snorted. once he appeared in front of his eyes the mutant grinned and waved him forward as a gesture for him to get out } I still need to know, tough. Why on earth does your new underwear have ears? {`he had already started taking baby steps in the general direction of the entrance and shoved his gloved hands down the pockets of his jacket }

[fcxxxdior]

hit me with your best shot

[gmxmina-deactivated20150311-dea]

[` she stared at dior a little blankly, unsure how she should go about starting the spar. she wasn’t all that familiar with the boy in front of her—in fact, she wasn’t too sure about his ability at all, except for the fact that his glove-encased hands seemed to suggest she should try to avoid being touched by him. he seemed just as uncertain as she was, and she returned his smile with a wry one of her own—at least she wasn’t the only clueless one. tilting her head, she settled into her customary stance, legs apart and body tilted forward ] I suppose I’ll try to avoid getting hit, then? [` she tried to glance around surreptitiously for any shadows that could help her, although she would need to somehow move dior closer to the corners of the room for her ability to come in useful at all. returning her attention to his raised arm, she pursed her lips, eyeing it warily ] You don’t shoot things out of your hands, do you? [` the situation was rather ridiculous, given that neither of them seemed to have an offensive power, which meant that they would end up in a physical brawl that she was almost certain to lose ]

[fcxxxdior]

Yeah, that would obviously be a great start. {`he mused and couldn't really rid himself of the slight chuckle lacing his words. it's not that fighting was a laughing matter, it was more that he was laughing at himself for being so bad at it. good thing he wasn't paired with someone who could floor him in a matter of seconds. at the question he snorted and shook his head vigorously } No, not at all. So long as I keep my gloves on there'll be no harm done. {`okay, back to business. they were supposed to fight and he was supposedly the one to start. he knew that people hit and kicked each other so he assumed that he could do so as well. but then again he felt like a fool with his arm in the air so he took it back. he didn't even know how to hit people } Okay, let's see... {`he mumbled more to himself, the wheels in his head turning as he tried to figure out what to do. it seemed that neither of them could apply their abilities and so it simply had to be a physical brawl, if it would even go that far in the first place. he realized that he couldn't stall for more time longer than he already had so he got in a more appropriate fighting stance and aimed a kick at her legs that was far from powerful or swift. how did people make this look so graceful? }

[fcxxxdior]

the greatest reward

Sneaking out to spend the nights clubbing when you had one on one combat scheduled early the next morning was not a clever idea -- which he realized today. While his hangovers weren't that extreme it still sucked to be expected to do something at such an ungodly hour, and so he groaned in slight annoyance before rubbing his face. This was going to be a long day, even longer if you counted the fact that he ruined his favorite shirt the night prior. It was a really good shirt.

With regret and irritation and a slightly pounding head Dior decided to spend the rest of the day mourning such a good shirt. Surely nothing in particular would be able to lift his spirits, so why not succumb to the mild frustration and be done with it.

As he headed towards the dorm he absentmindedly scrolled through the content on the display as he checked if any of his social medias had something new (hopefully interesting) to tell him. That's when he saw someone in the corner of his eyes. At first he didn't reflect upon it and merely passed the woman, but something seemed to click and he stopped in his tracks, furrowed his brows together and abruptly turned around to walk back towards the other. Once he caught a glimpse of her side-profile he cracked up in a wide smile.

"Yah, Yejin? Woah, it's been a while." He didn't know if a hug or a handshake was appropriate as greeting and so he did neither, instead he got a good look at her features to determined whether or not she had been weather by additional hardships since the last time he saw her -- not that one glance would determine such a thing, but still. That's also when he remembered something very crucial and exclaimed so with an "oh!" followed by a raised finger. "I actually have something for you. Do you have a minute?"

[baekiya]

[fcxxxdior]

With loose sheets of paper in hand, Mir wandered around the corridors, handing them to people. He bounded over, a wide grin on his face as he shoved a sheet of paper at the boy. "Girls on their periods always OVARY ACT. - Bang Cheolyong, have a nice day."

{`almost falling into the ever so tedious routine of walking from one point in the school to another because his schedule told him so it was such a pleasant surprise to see a familiar face once he spotted his friend. the sheet of paper was accepted and he snorted at what he found written on it. despite the fact that they just passed each other and were heading in seemingly different directions he turned around and leaped a step or two to wind up walking backwards in front of the other, waving a leather-clad finger in front of his face to gain his attention as a smile lingered on his lips } Yah, Mir. {`subtly waves the paper in front of him too } Have you ever, you know, got in trouble because of these? Imagine handing this to a woman that’s actually on her period at that exact moment — can’t be pretty.

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[fcxxxdior]

hit me with your best shot

{`the one on one classes always made him question what he was doing with his life. it seemed so easy for the majority of the people at the school, and then there's him. he couldn't fight to save his life -- he didn't even know how to correctly throw a punch! let alone to be strategic about the entire thing. maybe he was simply dense beyond belief, it wouldn't surprise him. and there he stood, literally oozing obliviousness as he corrected how his gloves sat on his hands for the tenth time. he was supposed to spar with mina, but besides the occasional times they had met throughout the school he had never seen her in a situation like this, so he wasn't sure if he'd make a complete fool out of himself or not. what if she would wipe the floor with him? with a lick of his lip and a blink of determination he (almost awkwardly) shuffled on the spot. seriously, how did this work? } um... {`he drawled, a sheepish smile soon creeping across his lips as he raised one arm slightly and kind of just held it there, really } i guess i'm supposed to hit you?