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be careful he's got the devil in him. au rp account

[gjvnhee]

“Intern or not, everyone has to start somewhere. One day you might be in one of those fancy chairs in those high up offices with a skyline view. By then you could afford my dry cleaner’s bill,” she joked further before pushing a strand of hair out of her face, noticing the walking stick only now to figure the man before him was indeed limited to the power of sight. “If it makes you feel better, you’re a somebody to me Jaehyuk-ssi. But yes, we’re getting along just fine as of now.”

Slinging her arm around his, patting the material of his blazer lightly; still offering a smile nevertheless. “I was suppose to pick up a file for my boss but I’ve been waiting for a while for it. So maybe I could go to that floor to get someone who could help me with it rather than waiting till the receptionist calls upon me.”

[inflvmes-blog]

"Anything is possible, who knows. If that happens I'll sleep on your shoulder," he shrugged, even though it's obvious there's no enthusiasm in the prospect of being promoted. This wasn't the kind of place Jaehyuk wanted to work for. The money was a perk, sure. He liked the idea of always making sure he had food on the table and didn't have to resort to the breakroom food for a meal. But he wanted to be a lawyer to help people, this place only cared about the money and it would step on the small people to get it. His head tilted at Junhee's last words. 'As of now'? He didn't bring it up. "You're very kind," he nodded politely.

He nodded at the request, he wondered why the receptionists were dawdling with such a task. Maybe this woman worked for another firm and this was a tactic in the game of chess. Law was very layered and could be rather dark. "Which floor would that be?" he asked as he guided her to the elevators. "I do have some pull around here."

[dearwatsn]

How do you know the angels and the devil inside me aren’t the same thing?  [ insp ]

[jeongmute-blog]

Jeongmin eyed the other carefully, confused by the stick he used to guide himself over to where the bench was. He hadn’t noticed it due to his panic attack which blurred his vision as he lacked fresh air, but now that it was finally brought to his attention, he figured it was something Jaehyuk needed since he wasn’t looking in the boy’s direction. He remained quiet, taking a minute or so to build up the strength to take the other’s chin in his palm, slowly turning his head in Jeongmin’s direction. He then took his hand to curl around Jaehyuk’s that was holding his stick as he swallowed thickly. “N-n-no, I-I’m Jeongmin,” his voice was barely above a whisper as he didn’t have any other choice but to speak, but he hoped Jaehyuk’s hearing was as clear as the sky above the them.

[inflvmes-blog]

Jaehyuk inhaled sharply at the contact, not used to being touched so gently by strangers. Or in general, really. He could feel his entire body tense and he instantly wished he didn't. That he wasn't like that, like the person who was used to violence. Jaehyuk did it for a greater good though. He fought for Seoul. When the other spoke up, he almost missed it. Because he was deep in his thoughts and not because he couldn't hear, even though the other spoke so quietly. Jaehyuk wanted to ask questions, ask why Jeongmin spoke so quietly. It was almost as if his voice were made of glass. But he was tired of receiving such personal questions from strangers himself. He didn't budge from where he stood. "Jeongmin... Do you need help getting some place, Jeongmin? Everyone and their mothers seem to be out in Seoul today."

[nuhesho-blog1]

“I’m pretty stubborn, too, I’m just lacking on the debate front…” Sehun muttered, slumping in his seat a little. “What’s that one saying? Fake it until you make it? I’ll try that out.” He nodded, feeling a little more confident since now he knew of a better method of getting a good grade in literature. It was something to try, at least. “I’m Sehun, it’s nice to meet you since you might’ve just saved my scholarship.” He chuckled quietly, as if in a better mood.

[inflvmes-blog]

“When I was younger, I used to listen to speeches online.  Like powerful political figures.  The ones I respected, not the ones who got their power from fear... There’s a dictation that helps.  Probably body movements too, but I’m not very helpful in that front.  It’s worth a shot though, better than failing,” he shrugged lightly, certain that maybe it was too much work for someone who wasn’t studying law like he did.  “Ah, it’s no problem.  I had to worry about scholarships myself when I was in school.  Where do you go?”

[dvizng--archive]

Yifan really hadn’t realized he was being so loud until he heard a person slide into the seat across from him, practically making him jump in his seat. Reddened, wet eyes flickered over to the man as he tried to wipe away the tears with the back of his hand, taking the handkerchief only when he decided that it would make his crying a little less obvious. The tall male kept his face hidden after that, determined to not allow some stranger to see him cry, even if he had already heard him. 

“… Thanks,” he sighed out, voice raspy and worn as he continued while dabbing his eyes dry. “I’ve had better days, really. You don’t have to sit with me, you know.”

[inflvmes-blog]

"Ah, we've all had better days. Don't worry about it though, I'm not joining you to make fun of you or anything. Sounds like you shouldn't be alone right now, that's all," he extended his hand in the direction of the stranger to shake it. It was that damn hero complex, he just didn't like having people near him be hurt in any kind of way.

"I'm Jaehyuk, by the way. What's good to eat here but also somewhat cheap?" he held up the menu uselessly with his free hand. Jaehyuk was used to menus not having braille, he was used to having them read to him by friends or the servers. Jaehyuk didn't like to go out to eat very often, but not due to embarrassment. He was also broke.

[kyxngsx-deactivated20160329]

“Ah, it must have been tough…” Kyungsoo’s had his fair share of all nighters, but it wasn’t too bad when he was schooling more than it was when he started working. Sometimes, he’d not only have to pull an all nighter, but stay up late into the next night just to get things done. That’s really just the downside to being your own boss. 

Kyungsoo’s right in the middle of tapping something out before he’s interrupted by the male’s question. “Uh… when I was a kid, I think? I learnt it from some other kid.” He had picked up Morse code from a slightly older boy back in the orphanage, whose name he barely remembered. The other boy had only been in the orphanage for a few months before Kyungsoo got adopted, so their friendship was too, short-lived. However, Kyungsoo has never forgotten the male. “How about you? Did they teach you that in law school or something?”

[inflvmes-blog]

"Yeah, but all the students were doing it. Peer pressure," his lips twitched up again into a wider smile. People liked to say he had a dry sense of humor or none at all. Jaehyuk just liked to think of himself as a more introverted person, not shy. Not completely without his humor.

He remembered his time back at the orphanage. How he refused to touch anyone's face when he was a child because he didn't care to recognize anyone anymore. All Jaehyuk wanted at the time was his father to come back, but he didn't believe in the impossible. Especially not when he was alone. Yet that didn't last very long, a boy slightly younger than him squeezed into his life and Jaehyuk let him. With a 'secret' language they used to talk about what they didn't enjoy so much at the orphanage. It was nice to have that connection again, especially after losing his only family and his only friend. A small glint of hope entered his chest. "At an orphanage. Odd, right?"

[dweebpool-archive]

{ text; ??? } I don’t think so–

{ text; ??? } My name is Andy though. If it rings a bell then yes we know each other.

[inflvmes-blog]

[ txt ]  Doesn’t ring any bells... so no relation to Angelina Jolie?

[jonvgrey-deactivated20161105]

      ✖  watching life pass by through a broken                                                                                                                      kaleidoscope  ✖

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[barosucks-deactivated20161120]

love and war,

( inflvmes )

                       Being successful, a limited term to be sure, had it’s perks. It was easier for him to get information about people, even without a clear motive - like where they work. A little curiosity went a long way for the rapper.

The boy hangs out near the coffee stop next to a law firm with his eye on the back of a man he’d never before even exchanged words with. The amount of animosity, then, that he felt for the stranger was rather unfounded. Except, for that one little fact: he was lucky enough to have kissed his favorite Noona. A feat Sunwoo would trade in his entire (secret) pokemon card collection for.Ah, and that other snag - The stranger was as blind as his Noona had described, with the tell-tale shaded eyes and a can that nudged his surroundings idly as he waited for his coffee. The rapper does his best not to close his eyes and move around for a moment, just to get a taste of what that must feel like. Some might even think him rude, for doing so.

The one good thing about it, was that he made him far easier to stalk, seeing as he probably couldn’t see Sunwoo staring at him from much closer than he would have a target without any vision impairments. In fact, after a few moments of observation, Sunwoo stands in line, too, and orders a coffee in his usual baritone grogginess that early in the morning. Cruelly, he considers accidentally running into the man with hot coffee. But that was way too mean, even for Baro. He sighs, as though conflicted, and runs his hand through his hair: still finding it hard to keep his eyes off the other’s back.

It’s several moments before he notices the cashier glaring at him; she looks haughty, and before he can stop her – she quite blatantly blows his cover. “It’s rude to stare,” she says, pointedly. He glares back at her and mumbles a quick apology before moving out of the line so the next person can grab their morning cuppa. The damage was done, however, and a number of other people were grumbling about his rudeness. About how inconsiderate it was to treat the man any different than anybody else just because he was blind. Sunwoo wants to retaliate that they were just as rude for making a big deal out of it. He was sure the man was probably used to it by now, after all. He clears his throat and grabs his cup almost right after the man’s comes out, and ignores the mutters as he continues to follow the man towards the firm.

[inflvmes-blog]

Jaehyuk had never seen a zombie but he assumed that he resembled one before he had his morning cup of coffee. The caffeine was a lifesaver nowadays between all the long shifts at the firm and his more late night activities. He couldn't remember the last time he even got a full night of rest. His heels dragged along the pavement of the sidewalk before he entered the coffee shop and even the smell alone perked him up some. His shoulders rolled back as he waited in line until he made his way to the counter and got his drink. Jaehyuk always did have a simple order, he was fine just drinking the coffee plain and the darker the roast the better. Still, he went to the small table with the creamers to grab a few napkins just in case.

His head tilted to the side when he heard some sort of commotion behind him. A woman snapping at someone for staring and by now Jaehyuk knew it was about him. It wasn't the most pleasing of feelings to be stared at but he knew it was something people would do with his cane. Curiosities could make people lose their manners. He sighed as he shoved the napkins in the pocket of his blazer and took a sip of coffee before he made his way out of the place. He wasn't running late today at least, sometimes he had to miss his coffee altogether because he slept through his alarm clock.

The cane waved across the sidewalk as he made his way to work and he carefully gripped his coffee so he wasn't bumped into. People had the tendency to text as they walked now and he was used to collisions. Something didn't feel right though. There was a heartbeat that seemed to follow him out of the place. And even though he tried to shrug the feeling off he just couldn't. He took a step to the side and leaned back against a brick wall, bringing the paper cup back up to his lips once more.

"Hello?" he asked aloud, sure he was going to get a couple glances from other pedestrians but he didn't care. He only wanted one answer in particular anyways. "Did I forget something at the cafe or something? Are you following me?" Jaehyuk continued, his head tilting and he was sure that he wasn't going to get an answer at this point but it was worth a shot. Sometimes a man in his position had to protect their backs.

[madeintokyo]

Iɴ ʙʏɢᴏɴᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs, amongst the children of the night, vampires were said to be the aristocrats, that they acquitted themselves superiorly and kept any sort of expression from marring their ashen faces. They were like death itself, moving in silence, standing unnaturally still, looking you in the eyes with their burning ones– Fatally beautiful and awfully charming anyway, it’s been in their DNA for centuries; their devilish knowledge of human nature never failed to prove its convenience, and they employed it to get whatever they wanted, luring weak-minded mortals into the dark and away from the light forever with sweet nothings. Here is one of the bastards, he who drinks blood fervently, fingers in her hair and lips on her neck.

To the careless eyes, if there were even any on this top floor, of those from a considerable distance away, under the failing lights, what he does so unblushingly would seem like an act of young love, peppering kisses on her throat. Look closer, and one will see that she is dying, and he is her death. She has been sedated by a natural kind of tranquilizer that drips from his very own teeth, but he will have to call up a certain someone to clean his bloody mess if he doesn’t let go now– So he does, almost sadly, just as the harsh sound of the door being broken down and a new voice tatter the silence out of the blue, “I know you’re in here.“ He peels his gaze from his prey to glimpse around, a man instantly gracing his sight. “You’re not going to like it if I find you first.”

Shit. Nimble fingers pull up the dark mask to conceal the lower half of his face before he pushes himself to his feet, quietly seeking another corner to hide in. His eyes are trained on the stranger, a familiar air surrounding him, and it doesn’t take long for a simple observation to tell that he is a vigilante. He gulps, saliva tinged with blood, while looking for a way to pass by unnoticed; he can do it, of course. He’s got the speed, the skills. But his girl needs to be taken care of first. He makes a move, yet as careful as he is, his foot somehow finds an empty bottle in the process– A slight kick, and it rolls away with a faint noise. Fuck.

[inflvmes-blog]

Did monsters exist? He could smell blood on the stranger's lips and he wondered what he was dealing with. One heartbeat was growing fainter by the second and he could tell that the victim wasn't going to survive this. Yet Jaehyuk was stubborn and he had to try, he had to try anything to save everyone in pain that he stumbled upon. His own heartbeat quickened, this time not from fear but from anger. He could hear the blood rush to his ear and his jaw clenched. "What have you done?" he asked aloud, risking the chance of not being answered again. He wanted to destroy everything in his path, but even that didn't seem like enough justice for the victim. Why did the other smell so strongly of blood?

Were demons real? Jaehyuk was a Catholic man and accepted the guilt that came along with it, but he wasn't sure he believed in monsters and angels. He wanted to though, he wanted to right now especially. It was the only reason this could be explained. A human wouldn't go and smear someone else's blood over their lips and even into their mouths. Maybe it was their own blood, maybe the victim got a few hits in before they ultimately ended up dead (not yet, he winced) but a tiny voice in his head told him otherwise. He had to follow his gut. And the noises the other made.

He was hyperaware the entire time, so the noise wasn't missed on him and he immediately whipped one of his batons in the direction of the glass sliding along the floor. He doesn't even think twice as he followed the baton and charged towards the other, fists ready to rain down on the stranger before he even had an idea of what the other did. All that mattered was that there was blood on them and a faint heartbeat. All that mattered was that he tried to save a life or at least avenge it.

There was an anger in him. He knew this. Sometimes he called it a demon or the devil, but it was for good. It was for the safety of others, so he allowed himself to sink into that pit of fire. His shoulder slammed into the other's body, tackling them into the wall behind them. "What the hell are you doing here?" he grunted, a slight loss of breath at the action but he refused to move. Instead his hands reached out to the front of the other's shirt and he gripped onto the fabric tightly. "What have you done to them?"

[nuhesho-blog1]

“No, no, not an accountant. An engineer.” He corrected with a small laugh, “but I’m sure I can help if you need it anyways.” At the suggestion, Sehun’s eyes grew wide. “Are you–” he stopped, practically his whole perception of the class changing before his eyes. “That… might solve everything, oh my god.” He spoke slowly, still thinking it over. “My mind is very different from my teacher’s…”

[inflvmes-blog]

“At least that sounds a lot more exciting,” he offered with wider smile.  He may have to keep the offer in mind, Jaehyuk did hope to start his own firm one day but he had no idea how to handle simple things like payroll and bills.  He sighed and turned back to the stranger.  “Well, if you can’t fake it to appeal to the professor then you’re going to have to figure out how to change their mind.  I’ve been told I’m pretty stubborn, so I could help you with that... I’m Jaehyuk, by the way.”

[aravis-tarkheena-archive]

character stats !

full name: Kang Jaehyuk nickname[s]: Jae, Daredevil age: 25 birthday: October 27th species: Human gender: Male orientation: Heterosexual religion: Roman Catholic occupation: Intern at a law firm parents: Father is deceased and the mother is unknown siblings: None significant other: Not.... yet.... eye color: Brown hair color: Brown height: 6′2′’ weight: 161 lb mental disorders: None that he’s aware of. physical diseases: Well, he is blind which is a disability. moral alignment: Chaotic Good jung: ISTP four temperaments: Melancholic compassion: 9/10 empathy: 9/10 creativity: 3/10 mental flexibility: 5/10 passion/motivation: 10/10 education: 9/10 stamina: 9/10 physical strength: 9/10 initiative: 8/10 restraint: 5/10 agility: 10/10 strategy: 9/10 teamwork: 4/10

[gentlekirk]

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[yuhwan]

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[gjvnhee]

“If you say so but the offer still stands. Hey, if you drool on my clothes I could always send you the dry cleaners’ bill. That’s one way to compensate me for the trouble,” she suggested before seeing the outstretched hand towards her. “Pleasure to meet you Jaehyuk-ssi. Junhee. Go Junhee. I am merely waiting to be shown around to be honest though everyone is a little too busy to be attending to a woman like me. I’m a nobody around these parts,” she said to put up with her little act.

Hearing that he was willing to show her around only delighted her, smiling silently as she nodded. “If it’s no trouble for you, I mean, you’re on break after all and I’m sure you rather be resting than to be walking around all over the place.”

[inflvmes-blog]

"To be honest, the suit I'm wearing is all a lie. I'm just a lowly intern here so I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be able to afford it," he solemnly shook his head and his fingers drummed against his walking stick once more. Jaehyuk frowned lightly when she called herself a nobody, this firm did have the tendency to take higher class clients. They were focused on money while Jae wanted to focus on helping people. "I'm a nobody too, looks like we'll get along well."

He only shook his head at her following words and stood up, offering his arm. "It's no trouble at all. If I sleep then I'm not waking up... Is there some place in particular you need to go?"

[netflixdefenders]