bone carver

“When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.” ― Thomas Harris, The Silence of the Lambs

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jaeheex:

on a relative scale from one to ten on how bad the day is going, jaehee believes it’s someone near two thousand. if he’s underestimating the number, that is. getting third place for a dirt track isn’t even the worst part of the day. here he is, stuck to the scariest  person he knew in life (scarier than the chaebols who sponsor him with complimentary threats), being arrested for punching an asshole. 

he hasn’t even had a single cup of coffee. 

“noona,” he practically whines, his usually composure long forgotten. “you should have arrested the other fucker, not me.” 

she narrows her eyes at pushing the cuffs a little tighter. “hey you should be thanking me! you’re lucky i picked up a patrol shift today instead of someone else who wouldn’t be half as nice to you as i’m being right now.” she hits him over the top of the head reproachfully. with little grace she shoves him in the back of the patrol car and slams the door. “it’s not a big deal just come down to the station make a statement and wait a couple hours. a broken nose is hardly grounds for an assault charge. and stop whining”

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“it’s not even that complicated.” kyungjoo says pulling her handcuffs off of her waistband. she takes her inquisitors wrists and cuffs them lightly, shaking the chain between. “the trick is when they’re being an asshole you make them super tight. then again most of the guys i arrest are assholes.” she reaches in her pocket to find the key and barely contains her shock upon finding it missing. “um...don’t freak out or anything but i think i left the key at the station.”

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jaefaux:

“oh fuck this.” was the last thing that crossed his mind before stepping between the two bodies. club buzzing with frenetic energy, voices barely audible admits the music and screams. not really one for dancing, jaemin decided to stand by the bar, rich kids he almost could recognize would wave drunkenly at him from time to time. until a strange movement jolted him awake from his day dreaming, or night dreaming, whatever. which was funny because he knew he wasn’t sleeping that night. it was almost thrashing, pushing each other away only to pull each other closer. you know, your very daily normal club fight. however, it was all fun and games because it was mostly drunk adrenaline kicking in, soon they would be gently scorted out of the club. well that would happen with less crowded spaces, and when the guards were…not ordering their third martini of the night. shit. 

as he got closer, jaemin could see one of them was in total disadvantage, whereas the other was a frequent client of the club, and also a vivid participant of the fights. taller and bigger than him, that man was ruthless, and completely irrational when drunk. so jaemin pulled him away by the collar, using that surprising event to grab the other by the arm and drag them out of there “i just fucking saved your ass.” jaemin shouted over the music as he was opening one of the side doors of the place. 

it was another bad day at work, though in her line of work she thinks, what aren’t bad days. it had been a college student this time, it always kills her when they’re young. eighteen and vulnerable left out on the side of the freeway. sure she can remain apathetic at work, put on her famously straight face that makes all the men talk like she’s a robot and not a woman because she just so happens to remain professional. but after its over, after she goes home and puts her badge away the reality tends to hit her like a freight train. 

kyungjoo was perhaps too drunk for her own good but the guy had it coming to him anyways. eyes half-lidded she took another shot and resisted the urge to fall asleep on the bar for risk of disease. she doesn’t remember how the fight started just that she’s two seconds away from a bloody nose when he pulls her off. she stumbles, disoriented and squints at him. “i ‘ad him on the ropes.” kyungjoo slurs, moving too lethargically to seem human. “listen.” she says grappling at his collar. “i’m a....detective. i can take....i can.”

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` +⬦･ﾟ——— choi kyungjoo otherwise known as kang seulgi's doppelganger, is a twenty five year old homicide detective, known around the city for being the durable. this particular outsider is rumoured to be resilient & analytical cursed with headstrong & prideful tendencies, so, it might be best to stay away! however, if you do happen to bump into this particular individual, don’t forget to refer to them using she/her pronouns & know that they identify as a homosexual cisfemale. —— sab / 16 (imma be 17 on january 2nd tho)  / est

this is my baby choi kyungjoo i love her and want the best for her always

she grew up in jeju where her dad worked as a cop and she spent most of her time in her grandparents restaurant 

so she was originally just a cop but got bumped up to detective when she was 23 and has been working in the homicide department since then

i called her the durable because she’s a tough cookie. she always gets back up on her feet, throws herself in her work and is apathetic enough for the line of work she is in. 

but it also comes with her pride and stubbornness. she doesn’t like accepting help from people and she likes things to be done in her way. 

also she’s super gay! but also super awkward, look at a dead body, got it covered. catch a murderer, yup got it down. actually talk to a woman, she can’t do it. 

so this was super short but it covers the basics pretty well. she doesn’t have some overarching storyline rn bc i just want to focus on her character. like this for plots!