Fly!

jin park. seraphim. commander of starlight.

[lightbcrn]

to: open to anyone!

Apollo paced the corridor outside the grand hall, restless, frustrated, his mind still stuck on the scream. The sound of it. The way it had cut through the night like a blade. And his visions? Useless. Fragments, impressions, nothing solid enough to hold onto. He had seen something before the scream, but he couldn't make sense of it. Snow, blood, a face he couldn't quite remember. It was like trying to catch smoke with his bare hands. He felt a presence behind him. He didn't turn, just took a breath, slow and deliberate.

"Don't tell me to be patient. I've heard it a dozen times tonight. From the guards. From the courtiers. From my family. As if sitting around doing nothing is going to solve anything." He ran a hand through golden locks, pacing again. "I've fought in wars. I've watched men die. I've never felt as useless as I do right now." He finally turned to face the person behind him, and stopped. It wasn't who he thought it was. He stared at them for a moment, jaw tight, then looked away.

"Forget it." His voice was quieter now. "Forget I said anything."

[lightsxglow]

her heart beat deeper and deeper in her chest, willing some form of words, structure, or even power to burst out of her. see the problem was that carolina always had a plan. every ounce of her was strategically planned down to the last detail. what she wasn't prepared for was any of this. she couldn't control the voice that echoed above or the fact that they were trapped in a court that wasn't hers. putting her hands up in defense, she looked at the other, not recognizing him from anywhere. "you are not the only one, believe me. i pride myself on having a plan for everything and knowing exactly what's going to happen next, and now... it's like prythian is trying to hurt me."

she leaned a little closer. "look, i may not know you, or recognize you, or if i'm supposed to i'm sorry, but we can't let this tear us apart, not right now. something or someone is trying to scare us, pit us together. what we need is evidence, clues, and some semblance of a plan."

[lightsxglow]

in the mayhem of memories flushing through his head, jin needed a breath of fresh air. that was how he found himself outside, wandering through the gardens of the winter court. he wasn't much a fan of the cold, this snow or anything in regard to this weather. as jin wandered through the snow, listening carefully to the crunch of snow underneath his boots. what he hadn't expected was someone else. before he saw anyone, he heard them. lighter footsteps. a female fae. jin turned, spotting red hair, someone he'd never seen before. "i didn't expect anyone else to b out here in this weather. i apologize if you'd like the space to yourself."

@icewitch21

[courtlights]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟMEETING THE EYES of the Commander of Armies from the Starlight Court, Elian tried to understand where he might've seen him before. He couldn't tell but he knew the stance that the other held. He could tell from the way he watched everyone else in the room. And even by the clothes he'd chosen. A soft chuckle slipped through Elian's lips as he walked toward the other, hoping he had similar intentions. Leanign up against the wall, he smirked. "Trying to sort through your memories while still keeping an eye on your court?"

@lightsxglow

[lightsxglow]

his eyes moved up and down, staring at the commander of dawn. while jin had never met him, or anyone from the other courts truly, he knew enough. they'd done their research, somehow. now, being in the winter court with everyone, jin didn't want to admit that he was even remotely overwhelmed with all of the fae now standing around in the room with him. blinking, he watched him speak, trying to understand some of his demeanor or even where his head might be at. "how'd you know? i'm trying not to be obvious. didn't think i actually was." sighing softly, jin straightened his position. "it's more difficult when you don't know many of the fae in the room."

[starscfmalgrave]

time & place: after dinner, the winter court's courtyard. availability: open to all.

DESPITE THE WARMTH OF THE HEATING CHARMS SCARING THE CHILL AWAY, TIA STILL FOUND HERSELF HUFFING OUT SOFT, WHITE MIST. Even if the body did not feel the chill, it remembered it. Such strange thing, this heating magic was. It could warm the body and the mind, but it could not deceive the senses for long. Her long, golden gown and a matching golden lace mask felt cold to the touch in the brisk, open air of the courtyard.

still, she wished not to venture back to where the dining tables are.

A moment of solace, of peace. The wine had been so wonderful -- hot and laced with cinnamon, star anise and black pepper, and it protected her against the chill of the night. The feast was delicious, but it left her hungering for something else. For home. The feasts her family held had come to a halt when the Págos family invited them for Yuletide. Were the cooks at home disappointed or did they throw a feast of their own? While her father's fortune and his merchant's business fell upon her siblings' shoulder ( she cared not to command ships to other kingdoms or courts ), she still had a duty to the noble Malgrave name.

and that duty was not to sulk on her own.

Sighing, Tia spied the table with refreshments and a fae that stood beside it.

"I wouldn't drink the punch if I was you. They tend to spike it with something they swear is cinnamon, but I know my spices. That is not cinnamon." she spoke with a soft chuckle. "I'm not the one to order others around, but perhaps you'd be wiser to try the mulled wine. It is truly delicious."

[lightsxglow]

lifting his head to meet the eyes of his high lady, jin raised his eyebrows. he wasn't sure how much he'd actually drank, or why he was so cold. the original intention had been to simply warm himself up and try to avoid dancing with everyone else. because a dance sounded like an absolutely awful idea. jin's idea of fun did not include dancing. so, when drinking happened, he didn't even think about it. looking down at the cup, he lifted it up, taking a whiff. "spike it? what do you think their intention is with spiking it? because we're all already at this party. it's not like they can bring us elsewhere."

jin trusted his high lady. placing the drink down, he tried looking around for someone that seemed to know where the alcohol was, one that was decidedly not spiked. "my lady, i apologize for the way i've spoken. please forgive me. is there anything i can do for you? warm you up somehow? or find a coat, or blanket? it is simply too cold."

[tolvajok]

open . (1/3)

the more one drinks, the less cold the air around them shall be. at least, that's what he's telling himself after each glass found empty in his hand, quick to search for a new one. taliesin finds himself stumbling down a dark hallway by the open courtyard after having parted with a group of fae in a fit of drunken laughter. it is only once the music somewhat subsides, and a particularly disembodied sigh snaps him back into reality, realizing that he is apparently lost.

lost?

however could be lost in a place he's frequented his whole life? perhaps he's had too much to drink. perhaps, someone is playing a trick. "not fair-" he's usually the one doing the tricking, after all. "not funny, either! if you wish to dance, there are much better ways to ask me, like... dragging me on the dance floor or... stabbing me or-- fuck, it's cold."

[lightsxglow]

the confusion built up more and more by the moment. jin couldn't tell you where he was a second ago, but he wasn't sure why he didn't know that. all he knew was that the drink in his hand needed to be finished before he could process anything. trying to wrap his head around why they were at this party or how he'd gotten there, jin grumbled to himself, wishing he'd brought something to write with. keeping notes had always been helpful to him and now, in his party clothes, he felt even more useless. when he sighed loudly, he hadn't expected someone else to respond. because in all honesty, jin hadn't even realized there was someone else standing next to him.

"dance? i wouldn't know where to start," jin explained, his voice dripping with confusion. in regards to moving his body to any kind of rhythm or music was astronomically awful. his coordination was only related to anything fighting or war related, not dancing. "it'd be the opposite, me trying to drag myself off the dance floor." crossing his arms over his chest, he looked the other up and down. "i'm trying not to think about the cold, simply wondering why i don't know you or why we've decided to host a party here."

[lightsxglow]

( daniel henney, 46, jin park, cismale, he/him + seraphim ) Underneath the sparkling sky, did you see DANIEL HENNEY being tipped by the Cauldron? No, that's just JIN PARK, who is the COMMANDER OF ARMIES from STARLIGHT. I heard that on most days they're OBSERVANT and ADAPTIVE but if you catch them on a dark night, they can be DEFENSIVE and IRRATIONAL. But if you really get to know them, you'll know that they vibe with SNOOPING IN DARK HALLWAYS, SWORDS CLASHING LOUDLY IN ECHOS, LATE NIGHT SNACKS TO EASE STRESS.

you were born among the starlight, and choose to protect it from here further on.

born among the light, jin park was the epitome of a strong, protective, and powerful person. born to a father that forced power, structure, and rules upon you, jin had no choice as to where he would go in life. but without his father, jin wouldn't be anywhere, anyone, or anything. so, he respected him, followed all of his rules, and became someone that the cauldron, and even the court could be proud of for the future. when his father retired, jin felt he was still young, and wasn't sure he was ready. but it was forced upon him.

and yet, he played it perfectly. that was how jin was raised and he would prove to the world that he could be the best possible commander he could be. he'd known the starlight court his whole life. they gave him a purpose, gave him life, and he'd fight to the death to make sure they were always safe, especially his high lady. he felt more than protective over her. he felt responsible for her and he would continue every day to show how much he valued and appreciated her and the life he had.

but the problem is that because of how his father trained him, jin knows that things need to be a certain way, and he won't let someone stop him. he'd fight for it, get defensive, aggressive, and push his way through. because in all honesty, that gave him a sense of power over them. jin's need for protection of his court occasionally led to an impulsive decision. he isn't afraid of making one, or of pushing a thought out into a meeting, especially if it's important.