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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ NO PITY.

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THE THUD OF WOOD STRIKING THE RAIN SLICKED CONCRETE ECHOED THROUGH THE EMPTY ALLEYWAY, sounding louder than it had any right to be. It was loud enough, in fact, to send a stray cat perched atop a dumpster, scurrying away into the darkness.

Without a second thought, Minkyu stepped half a pace in front of Hayden. One hand rested loosely in his coat pocket while the other hung at his side. His fingers were relaxed, despite the tension thickening the air around them. To anyone else, he would likely have appeared calm. Almost detached.

Beneath damp strands of black hair, Minkyu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he scrutinized the stranger standing before them.

A hunter. How annoying.

His gaze wandered briefly down to the stake, then traveled back up as he listened to the man’s words. ❛..You’re making a dangerous assumption there. ❜

hunterkind

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLike a SPECTRE OF THE PAST, did that thing haunt him.

Over and over, did their visage appear in his dreams, did their voice whisper against the shell of his ear, late in the night. Who knew, that a DEAD MAN WALKING, could be such a problem. But, Blessed - Kind SPEAKS, and he cannot help but chuff a laugh. No ... The eyes were different. TOO different. Perhaps, he was right. YOUNG - SOO, NEVER HID THAT BRILLIANT PURPLE. Not unless they were forced to do so.

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@hunterkind liked for a starter from Shian !

It wasn’t getting any easier.

He could feel it slipping away, this reluctance. Shian could feel himself waiting day by day. Waiting for an excuse, prepared for war – and when nothing came… it left him feeling hollow. Useless, as though his only worth was to move and move quickly. As if he wasn’t being vigilant enough, as if he were missing something.

As if this gnawing ache in his gut was ever, ever satiated by the bodies he stood above, as he did now. But this twist in his chest was real. The nausea that crawled up his throat, the tremor that rolled through him in slow, steady waves, reminded him that his viciousness hadn’t been justified. Filled him with fear that one day, he would slip too far below the surface, unable to return to the surface It was for a good purpose, he reasoned. These men didn’t deserve to live. He’d kept the woman that had run away safe, and he’d do it again for her. For all of them. He could live with every life taken by his hands that wished, above all, to heal…

So why did part of him want to dip below this river of blood?

Shaken from his thoughts by approaching footsteps, Shian stiffened. They were coming from behind, as the carnage lay before him; Shian’s face lightly coated with blood and hands dripping with it. Slowly he straightened up and turned – but shock stilled his hand as the sight of Sungwoo.

“… You really have bad timing.”

hunterkind

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ ... Yeah. I do. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhat was there to make of it ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Of the blood, the bodies ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWHAT MADE HIM DIFFERENT, THAN NIGHT - KIND ?

There was truly no REASON not to execute the other, here and now. Lay aside the fact, that Sungwoo was uncertain if it were a possibility. His duty, was to PROTECT MORTAL - KIND ; did that not include opposing those Blessed - Kind, that sought harm ? Lips purse a mere moment, as he mulls over the possibilities.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE ODDS, AREN'T FANTASTIC.

Carefully, does he circle Shian, heel of boot coming into puddle of blood that ebbs outward. It's slippery, still, but primarily dried. Tacky, and congealed. Gross. Palm rests against hilt of dagger at his side, head dipping for a moment. This would require tact. Tact, and forgiveness.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝ You look like shit, but they look worse. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhat did they do to earn it ? Do I want to know ? ❞

If there had been reason, some sort of logic propping MURDER upright, perhaps it could be etched quick into paperwork, something to file away and DEAL WITH, when the time came. Something that would ABSOLVE SUNGWOO, of responsibility to handling the perpetrator of travesty.

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YEOSANG 'Lemon Drop' 250615

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atinys singing happy birthday to yeosang <3

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yeosang ∙ 230106 ∙ mubank interview

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KANG YEOSANG | HALAZIA

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YEOSANG 'Lemon Drop' 250615

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Fuck's sake ... ❞

ALWAYS, WHEN HE WAS OFF - DUTY. He should have KNOWN, that little shop would hold something LESS THAN MAN. Words spoken are done so quietly, under his breath ; maybe she, won't know that HE knows. Night - Kind were a tricky sort, and while he detested them with the whole of himself ... some, weren't inherently violent.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ ... You make all this shit alone ? Or do you have help. ❞

↳ @nachtschattcn | sc.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Hey, c'mon ... You don't wanna do this. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI'm trying to HELP YOU. ❞

This wasn't the first time, TENSAI had been encountered ; no, maybe the second. However, with the name TRUE unknown to him, they're almost mistaken for Hunter - Kind, themselves. ALMOST. Hands remain raised, expression less than enthused. Not quite BLEAK, though.

STAKE, pointed in his direction, before being dropped. No, for all he knew, these were innocent people. And, though those types tended to stand in the way, oppose his work with YOU CAN'T HURT THEM, or some such similar, he couldn't just mow them down, too.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ That person you were with ? That's not your friend. ❞

↳ @thrcnody | sc.

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I still need to finish his BIO / CARRD, and make more ICONS, but I'll get there over the week <3

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Unfortunate.

He wasn't OFTEN in the habit of expunging the younger ones. Night - Kind was, after all, similar enough to Hunter - Kind. They had a life cycle, they had a lineage : they had a childhood. However, were that childhood permitted to unfold and unfurl, bear the fruit of ADULTHOOD, it'd become a pain later. How long that took for those vile ilk, he can't always discern. A demon different from a vampire, which differed from a GHOUL.

Sigh is expelled, silver dagger tossed into the air, caught with ease. There were a few ways to go about it, of course. He preferred something clean, at the worst of times ... This one hadn't done anything particularly heinous, likely enough. Not at the age he appeared - maybe sixteen or so.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Let's make this easy for me, tonight, okay ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI'm not really in the mood to play CHASE. ❞

↳ @seouldayz ( CHEOL - MIN ) | sc.

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snug-gyu

logbook #212

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ MASTERLESS TODAY, DOG? ❞

To see him WITHOUT his Pure - Kind attached at the hip, ought to be considered a blessing ! After all, they'd tarry at his side, like some sort of lost little thing, but by the days' end, Taeho, was still just some Pure - Kind attack dog. Arms fold 'cross his chest, head only SLIGHTLY tilted.

❝ Your little pretend - group is doing well, isn't it ? Y'know, I've always WONDERED why the fuck Night - Kind wants to dabble in human things. Being pop - idols ? Fuckin' please. What do you gain ? ❞

The query, though spat with VENOM, was genuine. He did seek to understand the inner workings of those minds.

↳ @turnedkind | sc.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWHY WAS THAT SCENT FAMILIAR ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNose wrinkles in response.

In even passing, it was as strong as any DESIGNER COLOGNE ; sweet. Floral, on an ending note, but at the forefront, FRESHLY - TURNED EARTH. The sort of springy - freshness that one smells at a damn funeral. Absently, digits curl into fists. Oh, did he know that smell anywhere.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤDark eyes lift, lip pulled in a slight sneer. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ He was SOME KIND OF PET, to them. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThat's all they could ever enter partnership with, after all.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ That thing really knows how to PICK'EM. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNot too late to leave, y'know. ❞

It's a SELF - SERVING sort of interest ; knowing they were alone, ISOLATED, brought on some sickDESERVED feeling of righteousness. The only reason they drew breath, still, was because they were utterly TOOTHLESS. A neutered little Pure - Kind, subdued and quiet. To attack and PURGE them without cause, would bring on too much trouble, and too, create issues for his own.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Nothing good comes from being around those ... people. ❞ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIF HE TRULY DEIGNED TO CALL THEM THAT !

↳ @blessedrulers | sc.

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YEOSANG ATEEZ+ EP.08: Turbulence

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