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♛ ▬ Pᴀʀᴋ Sᴇᴏʏᴇᴏɴ. 23. Iᴅᴏʟ’s sᴛʏʟɪsᴛ. Nᴀɪʟ Aʀᴛ Eɴᴛʜᴜsɪᴀsᴛ. Sᴇᴏᴜʟ, Sᴏᴜᴛʜ Kᴏʀᴇᴀ. ▬ ⓵ ⓶ ⓷

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“Sᴛʏʟᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ” - R.Z
♛ ▬ Pᴀʀᴋ Sᴇᴏʏᴇᴏɴ. 23. Iᴅᴏʟ’s sᴛʏʟɪsᴛ. Nᴀɪʟ Aʀᴛ Eɴᴛʜᴜsɪᴀsᴛ. Sᴇᴏᴜʟ, Sᴏᴜᴛʜ Kᴏʀᴇᴀ. ▬ ⓵ ⓶ ⓷
❝We’re two perfectly matching pieces–just different puzzles❞
Park Daechul better known as ‘Thorne’ is an upcoming vocalist taking the underground industry by storm. Deemed somewhat of a musical prodigy he has yet to sign to an actual label and only preforms at local nightclubs, showing no sign of wanting to go mainstream. He has released: one full length album and three mini albums and has helped compose and produce for several other underground musicians. Despite being such a hot topic there doesn’t seem to be much to be found regarding his past before he began preforming locally, developing a rather mysterious reputation.
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The android felt deflated and extremely worn out that afternoon, wanting nothing more than to dig themselve a hole and rot away in. After spending nearly a week in a hell based dimension, arguing with demon-like creatures with multiple heads and their revolting lackeys he was a little on the edge. He had one last errand to complete before he was supposedly free for a solid week or two; he was tasked with delivering an expensive glass vase over to a senior partner. It seemed easy enough. Probably wouldn't even take that long. Probably. Most Likely. Hopefully.
Loki placed the vase in a bit of bubble wrap before putting in a medium sized box, due to the fragility of the item wouldn't do very much but it was worth a shot. There wasn't much to worry about anyways, not only was he a rather carefully pretty but the route that he needed to take wasn't busy most days either. It seemed like such a simple task, he'd probably be able to complete it in a good half hour so and then he could retreat into a sleep coma. Maybe his luck was turning around for the first time in awhile.
He stood in front of his apartment, box in hand ready to get the task done and over with. Humming quietly he took a step forward, using one hand to shuffle through his pocket to pull out the paper with the address of the client, to double check the number of their complex. He had just managed to pull it out when he was suddenly crashed into by what appeared to be a jogger, or someone running from something. The force of their body sent him and the box flying to the ground, a crashing sound echoing in the air as he hit the ground.
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The android wasn't allowed to leave the apartment for much other than going to the office therefore he was resulted to finding small pleasures online, including hacking gaming websites to get better scores. Probably not the best place to be investing his talent but then again it was rather minor compared to the stuff that he usually did. It was especially fun when he managed to encounter one of those truly passionate gamers that didn't like losing, like the one he was playing against currently. They played each other a couple times a week yet the other had never managed to win a single time, causing him to lose his mind just a bit.
He had no problem turning on his webcam for the other though he didn't quite see how that would soothe his budding rage, he complied anyways moving to a more secluded part of the apartment so he didn't get scolded. It took a bit but eventually both their cameras were on and they could properly face each other. He was about to give the man a proper greeting by something wasn't right, Hoon seemed highly distracted by something as they stared at each other yet he couldn't place what would cause it. Therefore being the piece of shit he truly was, he shifted his hand away from the mouse and quietly tapped a few things into his keyboard while the other seemed occupied with whatever. "You really should learn to play better" He snickered at his reaction, smirking playfully. "Maybe if you weren't so angry all the time, you'd be able to focus better"
Loki || #1991 || Wolfram & Hart || Assistant || Demonic Android Hybrid
Wolfram & Hart - a powerful international and interdimensional law firm that typically defend unscrupulous and detestable clients, including stalkers, mobsters, murderers, and corrupt senators - and those were the mundane ones. The firm also represents a number of demonic individuals and groups, as well as dark arts occultists.
#1991 - Loki is the assistant of a very powerful warlock and is very valued in the firm despite his low ranking position. His list of duties includes; running the typical small errands, negotiating with clients, assassination and other dirty work. However due to his more naïve personality and the fact that he has a soul, is usually kept locked up in his apartment or in the office to avoid him from fulfilling his true potential.
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The android had spent the entire night before cooped up in the office sorting through paperwork mistakes made by some of the newer staff. He wasn't incredibly tired but definitely relieved to be finally heading home, ready to crawl into bed for another week or so before some other major incident happened. It was odd to think that he was just a simple errand boy not too long ago. Now it seemed there hardly was a day when he wasn't neck deep in files or getting rid of 'problem' people for a senior partner.
Loki lived on the third floor so he often walked instead of taking the elevator, nonetheless he abandoned his usual routine and took the easier route. Having hardly ever been inside the contraption, it was a new experience in it's own right. The ride was short yet thrilling for the foreigner, he released a stifled yawn when it reached his floor before stepping off. His attention was immediately snatched by an individual who seemed to be fighting with their door, as they jiggled and kicked at the handle. But the most noticeable factor, apart from the cursing and kicking was the fact that they were in their underwear.
He scratched the back of his neck already lacking in social situations, not mentally prepared for something like this. His first instinct was to simple ignore them and proceed with his own business, call it a morning and forget all about the weird stranger. However something about that option didn't sit well with him therefore he found himself approaching the stranger, head tilted to the side just a bit so that they wouldn't feel like too exposed in front of him. "Um...I don't mean to intrude but do you need help?"
Due to the android's no-existent driving skills he was often resorted to either walking or taking the bus and worst case scenario, re-schedule. Leaving the apartment was difficult for him due to the fact that his experience with the world outside of it was rather warped. Not entirely negative per say but he still preferred not to venture too far out of his comfort zone. It wasn't like he was able to very often anyways, a heavy set of regulations and restrictions weighing over his head.
He had a little more time to himself that morning, a list of errands to do but he had managed to leave the office therefore wasn't in any rush yet. The first section of the plan was to pick up some coffee and a few pastries for the lawyers that would be stopping by later. He wasn't deeply involved in the case this time so he wasn't quite why they were coming. Spending half an hour on a crowded bus to get there wasn't quite the way he wanted to spend his time, however there wasn't much choice.
Loki stood in line at the bus stop, picking at his fingers while he tried to decide what to with himself. He had been in line for about ten minutes when he had noticed the woman waiting in front of him, to which he merely glanced at first. Upon closer examination he noticed something off about her backside, a large red stain was forming at the back of her pants that resemble a bit like blood. But he couldn't be entirely certain, a little lost in the situation. He felt obligated to bring it to her attention yet also felt too uneducated in the field of topic to say anything. He decided to take the risk and take whatever happened next as a learning experience. Clearing his throat he tapped on her shoulder shyly before speaking in a quiet whisper. "Excuse me, there's a red stain forming on the back of your pants...I think you're bleeding--do you need something to cover up? You can have my jacket"
The android pushed his fingers deeper into the pockets of his jeans, a minor attempt at trying to smooth out his nerves. The method had never actually worked in the past yet for some reason it was always his first resort. It seemed that the universe or at least the powers that be were out to get him that day, throwing every possible curve ball at him that evening; getting locked out of the apartment and chased out by spear headed demons were only the beginning. Now, he wandered the streets aimlessly because he had been called out for a delivery and accidently fell asleep on the bus when he was returning home. It was a foolish mistake on his part but it wouldn't do much to waste time kicking himself over it.
The sky seemed to be darkening by the minute, a light shadow of the moon becoming visible. For someone who hardly left the office or their apartment, being out that late was a rather daunting experience. He wasn't particular scared, more on the lines of anxious over being away from home; a type of separation disorder that flared up every now and then. It was something that he had been struggling with for years, something that wasn't been fixed because of how much he stayed in so much. It wasn't entirely his fault though, his agency preferred for him to stay hidden.
Loki had reached the end of the street, waiting to cross when he began to pick up a low growl like sound. He ignored it at first shrugging it off as his imagination playing a joke on him, even when the growling seemed to get closer and louder than it was before. Before he had time to fully process what was happening he was pounced on from behind sending forward, smashing his face against the concrete. The animal then proceeded to paw and nip at the back of his head, their large stature keeping him on the ground bleeding out.
The android wasn’t supposed to answer the door when the apartment was empty, especially not at three in the morning. He decided to ignore the knocking, crawling deeper into the comfort of his blanket. The knocking however did not cease, if anything the sound became louder than before. Not only that but the more he listened, the more it sounded like someone has shuffling around with the doorknob. He cursed silently into the sheets more annoyed than frightened at this point, abandoning the bed half-heartedly as he staggered out of his room and over to the entrance. However it was they didn’t sound happy, frustrated mumbles could be heard on his end of the door. There was a moment of hesitance before he shrugged off the feeling and swung it open, knocking them back just a little.
It didn’t take him long to piece the situation together, or at least have some guesses about the sight before him. They reeked out of hard-core liquor and judging by the way their body was slouched, probably not all there as well. The stranger was probably one of those people who drank too much and ended up sleeping somewhere strange because they forgot where they lived. Or maybe they were the type to show up at their ex’s apartment after a week and throw a tantrum before passing out in the hallway. Whatever the case, it had nothing to do with him and he didn’t want any trouble with management for disturbing the other residents. “Excuse me, you’ve got the wrong house…someone will report you if you don’t start quieting it down a bit”
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“You are a grown man, why are you scared of strangers?”, she asks with a tilt of her head. Crossing her arms behind her back, she hopes her appearance wouldn’t scare the other away as she tries to look rather harmless.
"I'm not scared of them at all but apparently I shouldn't trust people that I don't know, I've been told they're bad...even the ones as pretty as you" Loki shrugged though he wasn't quite sure if he believed everything they told him about the world, he didn't quite believe that everyone in the world was as bad as they made them out to be. Yet he still kept his guard up, it was an order and he would try to obey as much as he could.
"You're nice and everything but I'm not supposed to be talking to strangers"