H E A L E R

"Whether someone misunderstands or understands me, it did not matter to me at all." Known as code name "Healer". A night errand boy.

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[OOC Update]

For right now, I’m going to be semi-afk on this character.. Even though I would hate to do so since he is my favorite. My life is way too busy for two characters at the moment so if anyone wants to be directed to my other character message me.

For those who still wanna plot and stuff with Healer, I will do replies from time to time. But they will be very slow.

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                                                   another meaningless day is passing…

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“You know, I always wondered when I’d see you again. It’s been awhile — hasn’t it?” 

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“...... Man, you’re always running into me, aren’t you?”

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 The laundromat was small and for the most part unkempt; forgotten socks decorated the floor and it seemed that no one was ever going to pick them up. The owner fought with customers religiously and there weren’t that many machines. Yet the business managed to stay afloat due to the fact that it was open every day of the week and closed late. For a quiet neighborhood that was all that you could really ask for so no one complained. It was a community that was fading out. Local businesses were slowly going out of style and residents were moving out to bigger areas.  There were rumors that in the end that the city was just going to tear everything down to make another factory of some kind. There was even an article in the paper about it, apparently a small group of elders had attempted to pull off some sort of protest and had gotten hurt. However just like everything else in that neighborhood, the incident faded as quickly as it came. 

Lorelei found herself there at least once a week, working for a middle aged couple and their teenage daughter. Her shift always ended late, the last bus for the night usually long gone.  She would then spend the night at the sauna but it had closed down recently. Now she packed a large bag of laundry with her and washed clothes till morning, hopping on the first bus when the station opened again. She’d sleep back at her apartment for a couple of hours and then she was off to another shift at someone else’s home. Keeping her purse stocked an assortment of energy drinks and popping handfuls of vitamins every morning, she could go longer than most without crashing. She didn’t have a strong build but she was tougher than she looked. 

Carrying her load into the mat, she quickly found an empty machine. With her hair tied back in a tight ponytail she began to filter through her bag of clothing, tossing selected articles into the machine for her first batch. Without even glancing in their direction she could already hear the owner complaining about something a customer wasn’t doing to his liking. Last time he had yelled at someone for taking up too many driers. This time he appeared to be scolding them for dropping their detergent.  Interesting enough he never bothered her when she came, in fact it seemed that he avoided her completely. She slipped her coins into their designated slots before giving it a hard push, watching the machine begin to fill with water. 

An unfamiliar face made an appearance, causing a brief moment of whispering as they carried in their laundry. Male;most likely not a resident in the neighborhood and appeared to be around the ages of 26-29. She was not particularly interested in where this man came from or why he was in the area but it seemed everything one else was. Apparently he hadn’t brought the right amount of change for the load that he wanted to do, short a couple of dollars. She watched out of the corner of her eye as he asked around for some help. Interestingly enough they either denied him outright or pretended he wasn’t there. They were a tight knit community that  didn’t want outside trouble, simple as that. However their behavior now seemed a bit juvenile. 

Leaving the bag with the rest of her laundry on a vacant seat, she shuffled through her purse. Gathering a couple of the coins of it she walked over to the stranger and his machine, putting the money of top of it.  “You didn’t put enough detergent in, the machine won’t wash it well” Lorelei stated glancing over at the designated slot. “You should add another scoop” She left it brief and simple before heading back to her own laundry, ignoring the whispering.

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He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing in an area that was avoided by the public or why he was attempting to wash his clothes. But it was a request to go investigate within the designation given to him and with the amount of money that was offered, he couldn’t turn down the opportunity. He chose a place that held people but indeed, the place that was rumored to keep within itself showed that attribute real well when he couldn’t get any assistance on doing a simple wash. Washing clothes wasn’t his brightest idea... Or pretending to anyways. He only threw in a jacket with a few extra he brought along the trip. It wasn’t until a woman who had spoke up that got him looking even more confused than a minute ago. “Uh, thanks,” he replied to the suggestion and followed the instructions given.

The clothes he had inserted into the machine had made its way around the cycle but still, he wasn’t sure again why he was here. His back leaned against the machine that secured his clothing while he watched the small community of people do their daily chore but kept to themselves most of the time. Letting out a yawn, the sounds of the whirling machines and shifting of folding clothes almost got him to sleep at the time most of the world do. “You dog poop, you better not be trying to sleep,” the voice of his companion through his ear got him to lift his head. He decided to try to break his time of boredom by making conversations with it seems like the only person who would, “Hey, miss, you wanna explain to me what’s with this place?” He questioned outright, maybe he could get the answers he was seeking from this woman. In fact, it seemed like she was his only hope, witnessing the attitude given by the other residents.

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Is it fate?

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     “You know what I meant-” The woman’s eyebrows furrowed together at the center, she would have glared up at him and demanded answers if not for the cloth that covered her face and the fact that on top of that she knew there wan’t much time left. Surely enough, her ears perked up a bit to hear the sound of police sirens blaring outside the shop, as usual the cops were late but that was none of her concern most of the time. Just as she noticed the man letting her go and readying to leave she pulled the apron off her head  only catching a glimpse just in time for him to slip away, “Creep…”      With a sigh she leaned her back against the counter once hearing the doors open eyes looking up at the men in uniform as the rushed in front of her, aiding her to her feet again. “They only bruised my arm, I’m fine,” Yujin answered plainly, glancing to the back of the shop again to possibly catch a glimpse of the stranger again but of course he was long gone. “Is there anyone else in here that didn’t flee yet, ma’am?” The police questioned further, but of course she knew better than to answer honestly, only shaking her head with a simple response, “No…”      The rest of her day continued on in the police station, answering questions and giving statements that were vague and hardly the truth. By the time she finally made it home the first thing she did was shower, change her clothes and make some tea. Now days turned into weeks and then months had followed and it was already on the verge of becoming December. Several more confrontations had happened, each one more and more progressively close to danger and yet somehow that dude found a way to snatch her up from danger every time. It was infuriating for her, months down the lane and she was still no closer to answers, regarding the usb or Healer. That creep was a person she’d grown used to, in a way she sort of started to rely on his protection, feeling a bit safer knowing that he somehow had this watch over her. One would even say, if one would even know, that the two had even gotten a bit too friendly these days. Chit chatting and bickering flirtatiously, to the point where she sometimes forgot he was the reason she was in this mess in the first place.      Now she was walking down the city streets of Seoul talking business with her secretary, Bongsoo, late at night, cold air reddening her cheeks while the only warmth outside of her outerwear was provided by the hot cup of coffee in her hand. She didn’t even know what he was saying to her, it was all going in one ear and out of the other. There was a lot on her mind, at this point she began debating whether or not the enemy had an enemy source and the past week her company was turned upside down in the midst of an internal investigation.      At first, the sounds of crumpling leaves behind her was brushed off as just her being paranoid. She had gotten careless and tired enough to the point where she knew with security or not the Kkangpae would come. And that they did, a yank of her arm  being given only to have her widen her eyes and instinctively toss her cup of coffee onto the stranger’s face as she was surrounded by thugs, yet again, “Don’t you idiots ever give up?”

It was mainly just being by her side, day to day, eventually he learned the inside rules of his work like getting the coffee and running papers to different departments. Even with Ahjumma lecturing him every night because he turns off the tracker and communication with her, he continued to rebel. It became more than just finding background information about his dad, in fact, he almost felt like he... Wanted to protect her for some odd reason. Maybe because he was the cause of her misery to begin with. However, with each of their encounters when he was Healer it was interesting, to say the least.

His breath in the chilling by the day air was visible as he was explaining what was the company plans, orders which he was given to send feedback towards his boss. After a small introduction to the plans, he quickly realized she wasn’t paying attention to him at all. As soon as he wanted to speak up, the same scene replayed over and over once again by the none other than kkangpae. “Aish, I got bruises from last week and it’s still there,” he complained, yet it was a complete lie. Before he could even blink, a car was driven up next to them, shoving the female inside with no words this time. They were probably sick of the same game as well. Bongsoo attempted to step in, but in his state of position, he was kicked to the curb but it was his plan after all, to get a tracking device planted underneath the car as he got constantly kicked. “Yujin-ah!” He called out while the men had her tied and blindfolded in the car before speeding off.

He laid in agony for a few seconds until the vehicle was almost out of sight, so he could dust himself off and contact the only person on his side. “Ahjumma, I need you to track the car I put a tracker on,” he demanded, slipping into a hoodless vehicle nearby, connecting his phone to the car’s usb slot. “You disappear on me and expect me to follow you up? Yah, is she really that pretty?” She spoke with a scoff. “WHAT?” He choked on the word while the engine started.  “This clueless jerk,” Ahjumma mumbled toned with clicks of the keyboard. “Heading west,” she informed after.

The quiet chase was long and dragging but the gang of men decided to stop at a warehouse and hauled their victim inside. Of course they had a couple of men watch the entrance while the rest slipped inside but Healer know where his way of entrance was. Sneaking up to the side of the building, he was able to climb up towards a window that was slightly already opened, probably to keep fresh air disperse in the building but the air isn’t the only thing that will enter through that crack. Once he was successfully inside, he crept up to where the voices were, keeping in the shadows as he examined the situation. “Should we cut one finger at a time until she says something?” One of the men suggested with a wicked voice. “Or we can use her for ransom, her for the whole company her father owns,” another made an addition.

“Or leave her alone,” Healer’s voice spun all the eyes towards his direction and in that incident he could only give a taunting look.  Within the second a well known fight between him and the kkangpae members reunited once again. He had to admit, all the constant brawling had put an overwhelming strain to his body but even with his handicapped position, he managed to drop bodies to the floor. His breathing was heavy once the last one fell from the knock out, “Ah... How annoying you guys are...” He exhaled as he began walking towards the female who was roped and veiled. He wasn’t sure of what to say or because he was exhausted he couldn’t bring up another word. Instead, he simply untied the muffler against her mouth, hoping she could break the silence...

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Is it fate?

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    Yujin felt herself running out of patience, like she was about to freak out on all of them but she was caught in her tracks as she noticed the gun pointed right at Bongsoo’s side. She had to admit that it was smart of them to point the gun at her secretary rather than herself, maybe after so many encounters they finally learned that she was more than capable of disarming a threat. Bongsoo on the other hand- well, he seemed much less capable. Her eyes carefully scanned the situation around her as they drug her newest employee away, it seemed that the Kkangpae was onto her and her sense of security. The public eye didn’t scare them anymore, which had scared her instead, “You’re that desperate for the pass code? What are you idiots planning to do with that thing anyway?”      “That’s none of your concern right now, you will find out soon enough,” The leader of the band of thugs spoke with a smirk on his face, his fingers lightly prodding at the bruise forming over his eye. He unlocked the safety of his gun, aiming the pistol straight at her, not even concerned over the fact that the workers of the cafe were still behind the counter, “Give me the code, Yujin.” All formalities had been dropped, and so her eyes were rolled despite how rattled she actually was at the moment, she wanted to fight back but in the end she knew that no matter how good she was she couldn’t handle this many guns at once. “Over my dead body, which doesn’t really work for you, now does it?” A smirk dared to tug at the corners of her lips, her head tipping to the side as she knew that in the end her biggest shield from the Kkangpae was the knowledge that they wanted from her. If they killed her, they’d be clueless. Really, all they could do was try and intimidate her.      They were worse than usual, really stepping up their game now that they had the usb and frankly, for once she wasn’t totally prepared for it. Perhaps she made a mistake in not taking them so seriously and focusing herself on finding out who this Healer person was a bit too much. “Who said anything about killing you?” The man spoke again, and that was the last thing she heard him say before the sound of shattered glass startled them all only to be followed by that mysterious voice sounded again, her eyes snapping in that direction to see Healer present again. It all happened in front of her so fast, the gun shots followed by the pouring down water and her being swept away, “Yah! Where the hell did you even come from?”

     Of course her question never got answered, yet again but then there was a lot going on. Even her heart was racing through out the whole process, to the point where she couldn’t even focus on everything at once. But in the end she knew that somehow she wound up sheltered behind the counter with Healer while being tucked into his arms. The new silence found within the cafe was only to be interrupted by Healer’s voice, and for some strange reason she chose not to jump away from him. “Confused… and soaked-” Yujin breathed out as she shifted slightly, her nose wrinkling up as she realized the water was still spraying down on her for the sprinklers, “Since you helped me out, I won’t nag you about how much these clothes cost me. But how did you get here?”

Glancing down at the female in his arms, he quickly realized the liquid from the ceiling was bothersome so he pulls out one of the aprons from under the counter nearby and umbrellas her with it. Healer made a slight chuckle at the clothing cost statement, “Through that window?” He made a joke while shifting the apron over her head a bit more like he was afraid she could see him. There was so much questions he wanted to ask but he wasn’t sure where to start, but before he could even make up his mind the police sirens outside alarmed him that it was time to go. “I have to go,” he stood up, but a pain shocked throughout his body from his leg injury. Luckily he had caught himself in time onto the counter.

Outside, the police were surrounding the area, armed and closing distance towards the entrance but doing this for years he learned how to evade any sight to be given. Effectively and in a timely manner, he had vanished from all eyes when the officers made way to the female in the sprinkling rain. “M’am, are you alright? Are you hurt?” One of the men asked, quickly attempting to help Yujin to her feet. 

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Thunderstorm

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The girl couldn’t help but laugh as she watched him with a soft smile on her face. His actions somewhat reminded her of an old friend she used to know. “Don’t hurt yourself.”She mocked him a bit, before she plopped down on the couch, patting the empty space beside her, motioning him to take a seat. “You know you can relax, I’m not one of the bad guys.”

His eyes wandered towards her direction but even so he couldn’t dare become careless. He once had put his entire trust on multiple people only leading to disappointments, and in the end his faith in humanity subsided. “I never expect anything from anyone,” he spoke, taking the seat, slightly tilting his head while taking another sip but not so much from the lesson he learned. “They just disappoint,” he finished, tracing his thumbs over the rim of the glass.

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[ooc] Ignore this

The moment when op.gg gives you this during a ranked game. De carry God.

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Is it fate?

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     Yet another annoyed sigh passed through the actress’s mouth as she recognized the voice that sounded behind her almost instantly. That guy and her had crossed paths so many times that rather than being scared of him she had become somewhat cocky about the fact that he’s never been able to defeat her. Her words now were always laced with a hint of mockery rather than actual fear. In her mind, she was always the one that brought the gun to the knife fight and he was just always too slow to catch up. Though, as seriously as she didn’t take the  enemy, it was kind of amusing to see Bongsoo stand up for her.. or at least try to. The lady at the counter must have thought she was insane as she was unable to stop herself from smiling out of amusement at it. That was until it was quickly replaced with a frown to notice he’d been pushed.      She was prepared to turn around and snap at the other guy when she was forcefully grabbed. Usually Yujin was not one to sink to violence in public but she hadn’t been given much of a choice, within seconds her knee met the man’s groin followed by a punch to the face. Following that she had him pushed to the ground, a threatening glance being made at the other’s who dared to twitch like they would approach her next, “My day has hardly started yet, couldn’t you have at least waited to annoy me until my coffee was made?”

     “We’re in a public place, guards or not I’ve got eyes everywhere. They’re called the paparazzi,” She spoke easily,it was quite obvious that the girl put on a rather invincible front. Often times she thought of herself as undefeatable because of the fact that she had so many assets to support her. “If you want the pass code you’ll have to get more creative than that. Now that I’ve given your ring leader a black eye, can I leave?” Her question was just as nonchalant as her statement was, as though she couldn’t bother to pretend to be intimidated. Though the usb was still gone, and that seriously had her riled up even though she put on such a focused front. Yujin knew the only reason she didn’t retaliate was thanks to the fact that they were out in public and her only defense mechanism was herself and Bongsoo who was no help at all.      In a single swift movement she grabbed hold of Bongsoo’s wrist and pulled him back into place before leading him back towards the door of the cafe, shoving her way through the group of men who for some reason made no move to stop her. Just as she was about to exit the building she looked over her shoulder again to shoot the thugs a glare, “And also, I suggest you leave my employees out of it, lay your hands on him again and you’ll regret it.”

Never witnessing a man who was almost twice the size of a woman get a beaten to the face was almost amusing but scary at the same time. The very scene unfolding in front of him was entertaining, if he wasn’t playing a role then he would have probably added a few punches in as well. Allowing her to drag him towards the exit of the building but froze when hearing a gunshot from behind them. It was a complete miss on both of them but it was right above the female next to him. “Take another step and I shoot the employee,” the leader groaned after standing up, his gun pointing towards them.

“Please spare me, I just got a raise,” Bongsoo complained only getting a ‘Shut up’ in response. The man next to Bongsoo also pulled out a handgun, shoving it against his side causing the newly made secretary to flinch. “And I’ll make sure it doesn’t miss,” the minion stated. “Tie the scared little shit somewhere, lets have a nice chat, Yujin-ssi... Hopefully your make up artist can cover scars,” the man ordered while the man beside Bongsoo grabbed him, dragging him towards the back of the cafe.

While being dragged away, Bongsoo looks at his boss with fearful eyes before he was left alone with the other male. “Ah, you guys are stupid...” Bongsoo smirked as the man was in the middle of tying his wrists. “What?” The kkangpae member questioned, without an answer, Bongsoo collided heads with the other, knocking the fellow out. “Tch, tie me up?” Brushing his top to fix the wrinkles, his next target location. “My turn to teach these guys a lesson,” his grin slightly grew wider to the thought of the idea. He always kept his night work clothes with him in his briefcase, backpack, in case of events like these. Switching in a hurry, the Healer paced to the exit from the back of the cafe, finding a section he could scan the interior.

In almost every direction around the female had a trigger pointing towards her but he also calculated every object inside as well as noticing the sprinklers up ahead. He used the time while they were focused on their object to crash through the glass window, charging the attention towards him. “Hey, it’s been a while,” he smirked at one of the men which had the first gunpoint towards the new threat. Just as the gun sparked, Healer kicked a piece of broken glass against his arm, leading the projectile towards the ceiling which broke one of the light bulbs setting off the water sprinklers. “Grab the girl!” The men scurried around the rain environment in attempt to take the hostage but instead Healer was quick on his feet, pulling Yujin with him behind the counter, her head tucked into the bridge of his neck.

“Run,” he whispered to the woman who had placed the coffee order; and without hesitation she rushed through the men in uniforms scattering to find their prey. “GET HER!” One of the men mistakes the woman to be Yujin but it was enough to clear the cafe which was in disaster. Healer leans back after the chaos sung into silence, looking down at the woman in his arms. For his identity sake, he held her head so it would tilt slightly downwards. “...You okay?”