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" she spun herself a crown of gold, thrones of bones and citadels. to the   deaf stars she screamed: make me queen or i’ll make you bleed. "           kim hyojung, royce. twenty-five. trauma surgeon, third year residency. ( closed rp account )

[mikanggary]

.wounds

@miroyce

it was a stormy night, the wind was rushing through the dark alleys. no one was seen around, when heegun crawled along two suspicious men dressed in black, his team behind his back. he was watching some kind of trade, and when he was about to move in and take them into custody, he turned back to give his team a signal just to see a dark shadow creeping up behind one of his colleagues. his body moved on its own when he run back to help. during the fight with the attacker, he saw something metallic flickering in the night as the other had pulled out a gun. without hesitation he shot, barely grazing the captain’s side. 

he stumbled back, faintly hearing the yells of his teammates. from afar the cry of a police siren, one of his teammembers seemed to have called for backup. while he was holding his side, he saw the attacker fleeing, the teammates let him go, turning their attention to their captain instead. huffing, he was lead back to the car, driven to the closest hospital. 

as they arrived, he was brought to the er, laying down on a daybed. captain kang closed his eyes, waiting for treatment.

[miroyce-blog]

Hyojung was beyond tired — she was on call, not only for trauma but also working the emergency room since the staff was short handed. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she ran her hands over her face, she was finally sitting down in her office just taking a break while everything was calm and not so crazy.

That was until they got the call in that a gunshot victim was en route and she knew she needed to get up and sort herself out before he arrived. She moved quickly from her office and down the hallway until she was met up with her team, she stared them over making sure her trusted coworkers were there with her “we need the OR prepped and ready for surgery.. they’ll be here soon with our guy so let’s go people” — she did a few quick motions and pushed them off to go prepare as she waited closely by the entrance to get a quick glimpse of the man coming in with the wound.

There he was — rolled in on a bed, blood piddling on his side. Hyojung stepped forward, her eyes trailing over his face and then down to his side “Mr. Kang? I’m Hyojung.... you’re at the hospital and I promise I’ll get you back to normal” — she smiled small, and nodded towards the nurses to take him to her operating room to begin extracting any bullet shreds that might there. But, from the quick observation she made just moments ago, it looked like a clean shot, or so she had hoped.

Quickly, she cleaned up and was making her way into the room to find her patient cleaned and prepped just as she was. He still seemed to be aware, which was fine for now, but he needed out for this procedure. She didn’t want him in anymore pain than he already was — Hyo stepped closer and smiled at the man “don’t worry, okay? I promise I’m going to take care of you” and like that, her anesthesiologist has him under and she began working her magic to fix him up.

[murderincrp]

PROFILE LOADED...「KIM HYOJUNG」「U/A」「TWENTY-FIVE」

“Twenty-five-year-old DOCTOR that goes by the alias ‘HYO’. No known allies.”

✘ THREAT LEVEL LOW. NO PRECAUTIONS NECESSARY...

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[fy-hyolyn]

[mikanggary]

//umbrella scene

[miroyce-blog]

She remained still, pressed up against him as she allowed herself to be enveloped up within the warmth that his body seemed to provide. It was just enough to make her comfortable, leaving her satisfied even more so whenever he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and sealed the deal by keeping her in place. “it is.. And it happened so fast too.. I’m not sure if I’m ready for fall yet, I wish summer could stay just a little longer.. Seemed like it just went by way too fast to even enjoy.” she tipped her head up and stared at him for a minute before smiling “I don’t even think I had time for a vacation.. And I’m sure you didn’t.. We’re both always so busy”

She admitted, truth in every single aspect of her words. The two of them were busy bodies, always and forever working to make people’s lives better — him by keeping the streets safe and her by keeping people’s health in check. Hard work, for both of them, but most definitely rewarding in the end. “I can’t believe you walked all the way here just to take care of me.. You know, you really are the sweetest man I know..” she blushed at her own words, smiling small as she looked away for a moment and then back up to place a gentle peck to his cheek.

Hyojung remained there, arm linking around his frame as she finally took the first step to lead them on their journey to her home. “Do you want to spend the night at my place tonight? I have a guest bedroom and I figure since it’s so late and you’re stuck walking me home, you could juts stay with me.. Don’t want anything happening to you, and also gives me another chance of taking care of you” — in her mind, she secretly hoped he would agree to her offer, but deep down she knew he may be too much of a gentleman to do so. But, a lady can only hope, right?

[mikanggary]

//umbrella scene

[miroyce-blog]

@mikanggary

Her shift was almost over, thankfully. She was ready to go home, ready to take off her work clothes and relax after being stuck in the emergency room all day. A soft sigh escaped past her plump lips, a hand carefully brushing her long light tresses back and behind her ear as she signed off on her last patients discharge papers and was finally set free for the night — until she was called in again, that is.

Done at last, white coat hung up and a hoodie tugged over her head, the only protection from the rain that recently started pouring down. The one day she forgets to bring an umbrella it rains — she chuckled at that very thought, head shaking from side to side before a gentle hum escaped her throat. A few more minutes and she was walking down the hallways of her hospital, waving and wishing a good night to a few nurses and a fellow doctor before finally stepping outside. The coolness that the rain brought hit her right in the face — a shiver cascading down her spine and goosebumps rising like tidal waves against her skin. Hyojung couldn’t help but to hug her arms around her and stand underneath the ledge that hung outside the hospital for people coming and going — eyes adjusting to the different lighting before she realized a familiar face approaching her.

“Heegun?” she tilted her head to the side, a small smile tugging at either corners of her lips before growing even more. “oh, it is you!” she chuckled, carefully inching closer to him and without him even asking, she stepped underneath his umbrella and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him closely for just a moment. “what are you doing here? Are you feeling okay? If not.. I’ll take care of you..” — she tipped her head back and stared up at him, examining his face even though it was dark outside and she couldn’t quite make anything out. “nope, you seem fine to me..” she smiled again, lower lip hiding behind her teeth as she leaned in a little closer to him and sighed. “I’m actually glad you came here.. I was literally just thinking about you! ~”

[aufeminine]

[whatifoundwhilereading]

Men are beautiful enemies women are set down upon.

John Updike, Gertrude and Claudius, 184 (via whatifoundwhilereading)

[miroyce-blog]

( ― funny seeing you ; )

[miroyce-blog]

Hyojung had, ever since the first time she she had met this man felt an extreme comfortable state in his presence and also a strong, very undeniable attraction. Even after their first meeting she knew something was there --- but she never knew exactly what it was. A soft sigh escaped her lips, head slightly tilted to the side as she watched their waiter pour wine into her glass, prompting for her to nod her head in a quiet thank you before giving Heegun her attention again. She swirled the dark, elegant liquid in the glass before tipping it back and taking a sip, the delicious flavor overwhelming her taste buds and she smiled in approval.

"so we're going to just pick a random movie at the theater.. I think that's a good idea " --- she nodded her head before smiling once more. "you're not good with scary movies?" --- she hummed softly, unintentionally chewing on her bottom lip as she made sure to take a mental note for future reference of course.

"we don't ever have to watch scary movies.. I'm fine with that --- honestly, I don't watch a lot of movies, but going with you to a theater sound nice since we didn't get to on our last date", she casually brought her shoulders up for a shrug before chuckling softly. "I'm just really excited.."

[miroyce-blog]

❝ I’m scared of being used again… ❞

With a set of furrowed eyebrows, she stared at the other as she took in his words --- Used. She didn't like that word that seemed to come up a lot in her life. Shes been on both the receiving end of being used as well as being the user, it was just how life had played her and how she went about its cruel game to survive. Though, as she tilted her head and looked towards the other she found herself smiling in a warm manner. "You sometimes just have to take a chance, ya know?" --- she hummed softly, lower lip taking refuge behind her teeth. "Whoever uses you, in whatever sense of the word, they're worthless."

[murderincrp]

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[miroyce-blog]

( ― business ; )

[mijaehyo-blog]

he smirked slightly. She was still as cute and naive as ever. It was still endearing and he fell in love even more. As she asked what sort of research he had done, he smiled. “A royal never reveals his secrets. Or is that a magician? Either way, my methods are extreme.” He stated. They had met a long long time ago. Jaehyo supposed it must have been at least 6 or 7 years. She was the one who made him this way and he was resisting the urge to ask her more. As she then questioned him on his trust, he looked horrified. It was impossible. How dare she not trust his intentions. “The King is a contract killer. I do the dirty work that few gang members can handle. People outsource their hit list to me and I take care of people. Essentially I make them disappear. I’d hate to be on bad terms with Vanguard because I rarely make a second offer like this. ” He laughed. He then gazed at her. “But… regarding my trust..I was trustworthy back then and now I am not?” He asked. He was aghast that she would even think that. “That’s an insult to my past self.”

[miroyce-blog]

She was somewhat aggravated if anything, her curiosity truly peaking as she tried her best to figure him out --- But she kept her wits about her and played cool, her demeanor reflecting just that. She parted her lips, about to say something but yet he continued on with his rambling and she reluctantly listened to him. “Extreme, huh?” --- She hummed softly, head tilted as she stared him over, really taking him in this time as she tried to place that somewhat familiar face she’s seen before. But then again, she didn’t look too into it, she didn’t care enough, at least not in this moment. Hands folded over the other, fingers laced as she continued to nod her head with every word that seemed to slip past the males lips and into the air between them --- At least she was listening, that was always a plus. “Mmm, my men though are very good killers.. dirty work is always something we do well.. But...” --- She leaned forward and wore a sly smirk, somewhat puzzled by his words. “Trustworthy then and not now?” She stared at him. “I don’t know.. How can I trust someone who’s working for everyone? You have to see where I’m coming from.. you’re riding the fence with all of us it seems.” She shrugged. “But I suppose I can give you a chance.. Though, if I feel the slightest bit that my trust has been used, I’ll be coming for you personally”

[miroyce-blog]

( ― business ; )

[miroyce-blog]

She was cold to him. Jaehyo suspected that she didn’t realize who he was just yet. He watched as her assistant left the room and he noticed that she only started paying attention to him after he mentioned her name and rank. Of course she would. He smirked, leaning back against the chair. “I like to do my research before I show up places.” He stated. It simply was who he was. He was going to go with the fact that she didn’t fully recognize him. She wasn’t about to intimidate him. He matched her serious intimidating gaze and leaned forward momentarily. “The King would like offer his assistance. He has deals with the other gangs as well and as the best, he’d like to offer the same to Vanguard.” He said. It felt unnatural to talk in the third person about himself. “I don’t usually make these types of offers twice. I enjoy having good relationships with everyone. That’s why I’m here.” He added, switching back to the first person. He was the King and there was nothing he couldn’t do. He watched her as he waited for a response. She hadn’t changed a lot and he had. He had gone from the naive young boy who believed in good to a ruthless killer.

“Oh, so you did the research on me?” She asked curiously as she tilted her head a bit to the side, wondering exactly what sort of research he had done on her whenever the cops didn’t even know that Royce was actually a female rather than a male. She figured they had met before, a long time ago at that --- If it was recent, she would have remembered his face, remembered his eyes or something. But there wasn’t anything, not yet at least. Hyojung smirked as he leaned forward as well, nodding as she listened to him offer up his assistance. “The King?” --- She  asked yet again in a curious manner, her gaze fixated on his own before she leaned back into her chair and sighed softly. “What sort of business are you offering and how could I trust you?” She hummed softly, tilting her head. “How am I suppose to trust someone who has dealings with all the gangs around? Hmm?” That was the question she had to know, trust meant everything to her and she needed to make sure she had that long before she did and dealings with someone unknown to her. 

[miroyce-blog]

( ― birthday boy ; )

[miroyce-blog]

@mikanggary

He was tired but at the same time happy to see Hyojung tonight. They both had been busy to the fullest and even hadn’t enough time to talk via text messages. She was a woman he felt comfortable around, most of time he was restless due to his work, but whenever he was with her he was able to relax. And times like that were extremely rare to Heegun. When he knocked at the door and was greeted with a pretty smile and a big hug, the tiredness vanished from his face and he slipped into her apartment grinning happily. It had been way to long, that a woman had touched him that way and a heavy blush made his cheeks turn red, so that her lipsstick was almost not seen.

“Thank you.” He shyly replied, it was rare to see the captain in that state. Honestly the last days he had felt years older, always worrying about Seoul’s citizens. They weren’t able to catch the murderer yet and that kind of pressured them all. But Heegun didn’t intended to talk about work, when he was with her, so he answered: “I still feel like 35 and 364 days.” He laughed and opened his collar a bit, while losened up his tie. Carefully putting his jacket on a chair, he seated himself down and sighed happily. “Ah yes, Pasta sounds good. I’m dying for your cooking, Hyojung.”

Hyojung couldn’t help but to mirror the smile Heegun wore, her dark hues staring him over once they were securely in her home --- her hand somehow reached out and found his own as she held onto it loosely and listened to him speak. She shook her head, smiling about to tell him he didn’t need to thank her but his words that came next made her chuckle softly, her hand slowly letting go of his own as it returned back to her side. “35 and 364 days huh? “ she repeated him before smiling softly and tilting her head and biting into her lower lip as he loosened up his tie and sat himself down. “Since you’re sitting...”

She wandered over to his side before sitting down on his lap and reached down to grab the bag she had sitting there underneath the table and smiled. Hyojung was bold in her movements before leaning in closer and hugging him tightly to her. “I’m awful at keeping surprises... so I better give these to you now actually..” She wiggled a bit almost forgetting she was sitting on his lap before blushing at herself. Slowly she handed the bag over to him and nibbled on her bottom lip as anticipation built up within her, and excitement could be seen in her expression. “I’m also really bad at buying gifts for people.. so don’t worry about making me feel bad.. It won’t hurt my feelings” --- She chuckled softly and slowly stood up from his lap and instead placed the bag there in place of herself. 

[lhzthepoet]

Every once and awhile I need to be destroyed to remind me that I’m human. to remind me that it’s ok to burn.

and that the blood proves that I’m still breathing // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

[miroyce-blog]

( ― business ; )

[miroyce-blog]

@mijaehyo

Jaehyo often didn’t conduct his own business meetings. He had a messenger for each gang and when he needed to conduct meetings, he sent out the messengers to locate and relay the messages. However, this was a special case. This was the woman who turned him what he was now. This was the woman who dragged him down into the gang world underbelly. He could hear rambles in the office and he just calmly sat outside, waiting. He had to make a good impression. He had to show her that he changed. He was the King. He looked up when he heard the door open and the men dragged out by security guards. Well, seems like their meeting didn’t go well. Jaehyo stood up, adjusted his jacket and set the magazine he was reading aside. He strolled in through the open doors, looking around before settling comfortably in a chair across her desk. “You may go,” he said, looking at her assistant, his tone commanding. “This is a private conversation.” he added. Jaehyo adjusted his spiked fingerless gloves as he waited for the assistant to leave the room. Once the other did, Jaehyo focused his gaze on her. He had to be all confidence and bad boy. That is what she turned him into. “You’re a hard woman to find, Royce.” he stated. “Second in Commands usually are though,” he stated.

Before she knew it she heard the steps of an approaching person who she only assumed was the next person she was to meet --- Though her gaze fixated on a few papers she still had in front of her, straighten them a bit before her brows knitted together as this man told her assistant to leave them. She scoffed slightly, head lifting but not looking to him and instead to her assistant who she smiled warmly at and nodded her head. “I’ll call you if I need anything ~”, she watched as he disappeared and she finally stared over at the man for a second before her gaze shifted back towards her papers. It wasn’t until the mention of her name and position within Vanguard was spoken did she really pay attention to the man sitting in front of her. “Oh?” --- A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she sat up straight, her gaze locked on his own as she stared at him. “Ahh, but here you are... Found both, Royce the woman and the second in command ~ Now...”, she leaned forward against her desk and smiled a little more --- Hands folded together as she kept that intimidating gaze fixated on him. “What do you happen to want? Mmmm...” Her gaze fell down to her papers as she searched for something with his name, but yet she had nothing, instead played it off before lifting her gaze again. “Why are you here today?”