Ice Warrior

If you're hoping to make jokes about "ice queens" and Frozen then you've come to the wrong place. You should never judge a mutant by their powers...although you may want to be careful anyway. It's always the nice ones you should watch out for in the end.

[huxsohee-blog]

huxjihoon:

Jihoon could only hold back his laughter at her sudden joke. Seeing as she was willing to chil down (in multiple ways) a bit towards him, he lightened up a bit. Tingles sparked down his spine, eyes glittering with hope as he smiled, a slightly bit more than usual, at the other. Excitement overwhelmed as he realized her willingness to comply to his selfish request.

Wandering after the female like an obedient child - how he was trained to be, the male continued to smile softly to himself. “Okay,” he vocally confirmed with the other as if walking (more like following) behind her wasn’t enough confirmation. As they walk further in the secluded area, Jihoon casually admired his surroundings, eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Jihoon hummed in contemplation, eyes staring at the other before opening his mouth to answer. “Anything in particular. Or whatever you’re confident in.” Jihoon wasn’t one to be that selfish. After all, his request alone was enough selfishness. “Or comfortable with,” he added on, shortly after. His eyes shining brighter than the stars in the skies as he giddily twiddled his thumbs, little flames appearing for split seconds before burning out from excitement.

Anything she’s confident in.

That’s not a lot of things outside hockey and art.  But she supposed she could turn something into art with her ability?  Maybe, if she was feeling cheesy enough.  Or at least pretended to feel cheesy enough.  She didn’t want to do anything too big either, considering anyone could walk by at any point in time as well.  The problem however is that sometimes even when she is trying to do little things, her power decides to fluctuate and completely mess everything up. A few deep breaths and some positive thinking, and she tries to convince herself that it won’t happen and she’ll be just fine.  In theory.

Taking off one of her gloves, she flexes her hand a few times and observes the slightly paler skin quietly.  She always wishes she had a little more confidence so her hands wouldn’t be paler than the rest of her body.  But now isn’t the time to think about that.  Glancing around one more time, she decides that yes it is safe enough and she feels confident enough that it will be alright.  And he didn’t seem to want anything too big, just wanted some sort of demonstration.  Trying not to feel suddenly embarrassed, she focuses on construction an image in her mind and her gaze settles on the palm of her hand that is now facing upwards.

A small, barely noticeable light swirls around a portion of her palm, a slight chill just about the area of her hand.  And a moment later the ice figurine of a queen chess piece with additional decretive detailing sits in the palm of her hand.  “There you are.”  She mumbles and holds out her hand for him to grab it.  

[huxjihoon-blog]

// bad memory

[huxsohee-blog]

huxjihoon:

As much as he enjoyed finances - to be honest, he really didn’t - he had to maintain an above average grade in the course. All to please his father, unfortunately. So it wasn’t a surprise when Sohee approached him in need of some extra tutoring. Jihoon never found finances easy nor interesting, in all honesty but he was never one to turn someone down when asked for help. So here he was, sitting with the other and trying to drill the last few chapters the professor had gone through in hopes that it’ll somewhat make sense to the other before midterms.

Jihoon paused a few moments, eyes scanning the textbook in front of them. “My thoughts exactly,” Jihoon sighed, brain beginning to logout from all finance-related studies. “I don’t think we’re going to get anywhere today. It’s been hours and my brain has officially refused to accept anything finance-related.” Jihoon softly patted the other’s back, understanding her feelings completely. “It’s fine, it was gibberish to me at first too.” Which was true, until his father began drilling him with the terminology and private tutors at an early age. It never made sense to him; as to why his father tried to prepare him so early for something he would eventually learn anyways. After all, he began his studies when his age had just reached the double digits.

“Let’s take a break, want to grab some food instead?”

A small part of her was half hoping he would engage in a discussion of Harry Potter over attempting to study any longer and was only mildly disappointed when that didn’t happen. But that disappointment all but disappeared as soon as she realized what he was suggesting instead.  Food is always the better alternative to actually doing work.  And while Sohee could be quite the stickler for her grades and actually does enjoy studying most of the time, she really could not stand finances.  The only aspects of math she really appreciated is how it relates to art.  But her family had said this would be a good thing to take, especially considering she would be out on her own fairly soon.

But still, Jihoon’s suggestion is much better.  

Raising her arms above her head in a slow stretch, Sohee stifles a yawn and leans back into her chair.  As soon as she relaxes again, she nods in agreement.  “I think I’d rather do anything than look at numbers right now.  But food is always the best choice.  I had practice earlier this morning so personally I’m starving.” She was always hungrier during practice days, and this time of year those were often.

[huxsohee-blog]

huxjihoon: 

Jihoon couldn’t help but keep quiet the whole time, shyly observing the female’s reaction. His curiosity always got the best of him - even when he didn’t want to. “Sorry,” he murmured quietly, peering at the female. “I was just fascinated by what I’ve seen in class… and I kind of wanted to see more.”

Jihoon tried, he really did, to find a sparsely populated space, to avoid any unnecessary onlookers. But the other was correct, he had to be more cautious. Maybe he should have waited for night class, so he could just observe while the other practiced. That or waited until the dead of the night when there wasn’t classes - but that sounded a bit too sketchy and he, himself, would never agree to meet anyone with that request so late.

“Just the skills you have and the control you have, it’s … intriguing,” Jihoon responded. Intriguing was the only word that came to mind, after all, there was no way he could just state that her control had him in awe. It’s always been like that for the male. Considering his lack of control of his own power, Jihoon always enjoyed watching other mutants. “You don’t need to, if you don’t want to…” 

This is one of the things she likes about Jihoon, he tolerates her paranoia and seems more apologetic by it than most.  Of course this also makes her feel a twinge of guilt for shutting him down so quickly without much of a chance to explain himself.  Her gaze flitters down to her gloved hands, she can physically feel her temperature dropping as if her power has already made the decision to show off. She would scold it if she could.  “Really?”  Sohee is genuinely surprised by his interest and maybe even a little concerned.  “I’m a glorified popsicle most days.” Although she tries to make a joke out of it, she isn’t as successful as she should be.

Looking up from her own hands again, she glances around again and hums.  Perhaps he had a point.  She did experience more control than what Jihoon appeared to have—at least from what she could tell.  Though the bitter part of her told her it made her nothing more than a showcase to someone, she manages to throw that idea away.  He seems innocent enough.

“Follow me,” she motions for him to do so with a wave of her hand.  Keeping her eye on him for a moment, she takes a few steps back and then finally turns and looks where she is going.  For several minutes, she remains quiet until they are a little more secluded behind a larger tree near a bench.  Stopping, she sits down and pats the place next to her.  “What do you want to see?”

[dogilevol]

[huxsohee-blog]

@huxjnyng  

Jinyoung looks from Sohee to the screen before pressing his lips together. They didn’t get to spend a lot of time together but when they managed to sneak an extra hour or two in a day he’d like to spend them catching up on their shows.

  A soft sort of exasperated noise escaped him. ‘I want to hate him but I feel sorry for him’ the young man signed before pausing the episode. He looks from her to the screen again. ‘Jasper just sucks’ he manages to say something barely above a whisper before disappearing into his room to gather some snacks.

By some miracle, Sohee had managed to avoid most of the spoilers and drama surrounding The 100.  Even though she knew what happened to a lot of the characters she was still determined to continue on with the season.  Especially since Jinyoung is always good company when it comes to watching shows together, his insight always being appreciated. 

With the other’s assessment, Sohee nods and sits back against her chair in aggravation.  “He’s honestly just so sad.  I mean I love Devon Bostick but Jasper just...”  She sighs in frustration and pouts.  “And yet there are people who love him and are mean to my trash son Murphy.”  She glances over at Jinyoung’s door and hums in approval, figuring he’s run out for a bit for snacks.

[huxsohee-blog]

@huxjihoon

Jihoon hesitated, just for a split second, nerves keeping his mouth shut. It wasn’t that he never interacted another person before - especially not a female so there was no reason act so shy around the other. However, Jihoon couldn’t help it. He was curious, always has been since small.

“This might be … rude to ask,” he began slowly, eyes darting everywhere but the other’s face. “I was just wondering, if you could tell me about your power?” He finished his request quickly - almost all in one breath. A soft pink dusted his cheeks as he shyly stared at the other. He hadn’t encountered many mutants with powers like her, so obviously she intrigued him more. Besides, he sees her from time to time on campus and he figured he’d try to make connections if he’s seeing her everywhere.

“If that’s okay, that is,” he muttered shortly after. “I’m just curious, and that’s all, sorry.”

For some reason, it still surprises her when someone comes up to talk to her relatively out of the blue. Especially when it comes from someone she knew basically in passing except for the recent night classes—specifically mutant—they have experienced together.  Thankfully it’s all been theory so far so she hasn’t had to risk messing anything up.  Though she worries that maybe she did, based off nervous Jihoon seemed around her.

Anxiously, she fiddles with the stopper in her coffee and steps back just slightly as she does so. With his sudden question, Sohee freezes—for lack of better word—and stares at him in surprise and near panic.  “My-my—” She has to take a second to remind herself that he had seen her in a mutant class, that he knew she was a mutant as well.  Coughing once, twice, then sighing quietly she steps closer to the other and speaks lowly.  “You don’t have to apologize Jihoon I just…you should be careful about where you say that sort of thing.”

She pauses for a moment and glances behind her.  “I mean what would you like to know?”

[huxsohee-blog]

"Denying that you are guilty is a major sign of guilt."

Standing there in the common kitchen of the floor, once again arguing.  Because of their bickering, several people have already turned around and went to a different area because of it.  She’s not sure why anyone wouldn’t try and kick them out actually.  In actuality she can barely remember why it is the argument started in the first place but it doesn’t really matter anymore.  With a frustrated growl, she throws her wooden spoon into the sink and throws her hands up.  

“You are unbelievable!”  Turning she stomps over and gets right in his face.  “I could stand in front of you with six witnesses promising that I didn’t touch your stupid pot but you still wouldn’t believe me.”  This is why she can barely make new friends, she doesn’t really like to open her ears to others and their opinions.  Especially not his.  Before she can stop herself, she continues on, “What the fuck do you even have against me Min Yoongi?  Cause I’m getting really fucking sick of your shit.”  

She pauses a beat and then turns around and goes back to the stove.  “Would you just leave me alone?  I’m trying to make something nice for dinner for my roommates.  Not that an asshole would understand.”  Even though she is casually leaving out that he’s actually friends with one of her roommates, that didn’t matter.    

[huxsohee-blog]

"I know that there is more coming, as always. This is what I know."

With a dramatic flourish, Sohee throws herself against the table and whines lowly.  “I don’t care about that right now.  I don’t want it to be coming I want it here right now.  How the hell am I going to survive practice if I don’t have my barbecue right now.”  She whines again and pouts, turning her direction to the door that hides the kitchen area.  Normally she isn’t the sort to complain about a lack of food but she was starving and needed to eat soon.  

Though really she should listen to the logic of the other more than just complaining about her need for food.  At least none of her team was here at the time so she felt a little less inclined to act professionally.

[huxsohee-blog]

invader

@huxyoongi

Sohee really loves this time of year.  With celebrations abound and good feelings in the air, she can’t help but get swept up in the festivities.  Especially with her hockey teammates who haven’t had the chance to go home yet for the holiday.  After seeing a couple of movies with them and running around the festival for a while, Sohee saw a chance to sneak off for a while.  Thankfully Amber always understood her need to recharge and gave her the perfect chance to slip away while the others headed to another game booth.

After grabbing a large cup of coffee, she gets away from the festivities and heads up the hill towards the library.  The spot she’s heading to is one of her favorites in the entire school.  You can see the entire courtyard from it but it’s tucked away so no one really things to bother the person there.  It’s the perfect place to work on some drawings as well as just get away without having to retreat all the way to her dorm.  And with a cup of coffee, she figures it would be a great way to unwind before the fireworks for the night get started.

That is of course until she realizes that someone else is in her spot.  It takes her a minute to recognize who it is but as soon as she’s close enough, she stops and immediately her mood turns sour.  Min Yoongi.  Just the name aggravates her.  In her eyes he’s completely insufferable even though several of her friends said she was making too harsh of judgements and they were similar in some ways.  She couldn’t see it.  Still, after pausing a beat, she continues shuffling forward until she’s just a few paces away from him.  “What the hell are you doing here?”  The ‘go away’ wasn’t stated but definitely implied by her demeanor and tone as she takes a seat and turns towards the festival.  “This is my spot you know.”  She adds with a childish air, already expecting him to say that since her name isn’t on it, it’s fair game.  

This is why she thinks most guys are completely insufferable.  But especially him.  At least sometimes.

[huxsohee-blog]

"We cannot tell you. We’re not allowed."

She tries her best to not look as offended as she feels right then but is certain she she’s failed rather miserably.  Being left out of the loop has never been one of her strong suits.  After living most of her life out of the loop in some way with her family and other friends, she’s never been very good at letting herself be out of the loop.  And with others actually force her out, she’s a little offended and concerned and maybe just a little hurt actually.

With a scoff, she turns towards the other and flicks a small, crumbled up piece of paper at the other.  “Fine, fine I can take a hint.  But you know, this does sound a little weird and like one of those movies that leads to a ridiculous murder at the end.  If murder is involved I’d like for it to be after the dining halls breakfast on Sunday because I could really use a pile of pancakes right now.”  She sighs and pushes her chair away from her desk, rubbing her eyes tiredly.  “If you and your ‘we’ buddies don’t mind.”  She adds with a little chuckle, referring to the video game club.  

[huxsohee-blog]

"I don’t remember what I was just saying."

To be frank, Sohee had no idea why she was taking a personal finances class.  Her dad said it would probably be helpful for her in the future especially if her art career didn’t pan out.  Ignoring that not so subtle jab, she agreed but really numbers have never made much sense to her outside the rink.  Now if someone could turn finance talk into hockey speak she would definitely be able to understand it.  Maybe even in artist terms but otherwise it left her stumped.  Which resulted in her needing someone to help her out and by happenstance she latched on to Jihoon after a few weeks into the course.  He seemed like the helpful sort–at least she thought so.

But Sohee also had a terrible habit of spacing out which did not help her case at all.

Poor Jihoon did try though.  Though they had a habit of getting off topic.  When he stopped and then spoke again, stating he couldn’t remember what they were talking about, she laughed quietly.  Still laughing, she slides over her bag of chips and looks down at her textbook.  “If I’m being completely honest here I was thinking about how silly it is that Fred and George didn’t know about the Room of Requirement.”  Realizing she said that out loud, Sohee coughs and flips through a few pages in her textbook.  “It’s like another language I’m sorry.”

[actiasteeth]

“You don’t get to tell me who’s overreacting. You’re under-reacting!“ 

“All murder is illegal. Also, attempted murder." 

"Well, that’s just mean. And kind of weird." 

"We cannot tell you. We’re not allowed." 

"Murder wasn’t my intent." 

"I meant nothing by it." 

"We have forgotten so many things." 

"I guess I was wrong earlier—I don’t know. Weird, right?" 

"I have conflicted feelings here." 

"It is not a feeling I wish to experience again." 

"So, let’s not waste any more time." 

"I don’t remember what I was just saying." 

"That is—ugh. I’ll have to think about what that is." 

"You need to run." 

"This day started bad, and it does not appear to be getting better any time soon." 

"You can guess what happened, I think." 

"I know that there is more coming, as always. This is what I know." 

"Don’t look. You will not at all like what you see." 

"It’s all a shame, whatever it is. Such a damn shame everything is." 

"You are weak. You are nothing." 

"I know I am safe. Sadly though, I am not okay." 

"I don’t know. But I’m trying to find out, okay?" 

"I know what is what." 

"You know, it would upset me if it weren’t just who you are." 

"I could do so many things to you without you feeling it. Remember that if you remember nothing else." 

"You seem kind of— I mean, lately. Lately you’ve been—" 

"It’s awful when you can see the reason for someone’s feeling toward you while knowing wholly that they’re wrong." 

"I do my best with what I have. I don’t have much." 

"I’ve been working on something I’d like to show you." 

"Denying that you are guilty is a major sign of guilt." 

"Ask me what?" 

"I mean, I know. I know everything." 

"I wish I did not know." 

"You know, I don’t want to talk about it just yet." 

"It’s a shame anything had to change. I sure do dislike change." 

"Not saying that it is a long time—uh, who knows what a long time is even? Not me! But it just seems that way, that’s all." 

"Here I am, as I thought I might never be." 

"These days, the world seems to never be ending for some and not others." 

"The world is a worse place now than it ever was before, but far better than it ever will be again." 

"The past is always better than the present. And the future is the worst of all." 

"I extend my deepest sympathies. Not that my sympathies will do you any good." 

"Have you ever remembered a life you did not lead?" 

"It was a better day earlier. Back when I hadn’t heard that story." 

"This present, this now, is no good. No good at all!”

[dogilevol]