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❝ Full Hiatus — 'Til early November ✿
Hey guys; I'm sorry for the short notice, but I'll be going on a full hiatus -- at least until my finals are over and everything! I seem to have lost my muse, too -- hopefully a little time away will help me solve that & I'll come back with a revamp & cookies to apologise to y'all c: So much love, Hyo's typist x
❝ rewind ↻ Of street walls and newly opened doors — hyo & han ✿
(/without another brain related comment, because he’s pretty sure if they continue on the subject, the female would take all of his spray paint (though the poor, young artist in training only has one on hand and two in his pitiful collection) into custody and they would never been seen again, he eyes her sitting down and waving oh-so enthusiastically and the feeling of slight confusion nearly returns to him until he realizes what he must do. He drops to the ground, mimicking the female’s sitting position with his elbows on his knees, propping his head up as he watches her carefully) So what are you gonna put on there to make it all official and stuff? Hanhyo and the date? The date and then Hanhyo? Just Han and Hyo? (/the memory of his teachers reprimanding him for his chicken scratch handwriting (though it really is even messier than chicken scratch – hippo scratch, if you will) is clear in his mind and he decides right then and there to not even lay a finger on the paper. Official documents had to look, well, official and a paper with slanted Hangul and various eraser dents would not give off the vibe it truly deserved. He shifted slightly in his sitting position; moving his arms backward and pressing his palms to the ground just behind him as he leaned back, putting all his weight on those two arms of his) I think you should write it, since you’re a girl and all. Girls have nice handwriting.
(` she ponders his question all too seriously; and for quite a considerably lengthy period of time too. staring at the clean, white & blank sheet of paper that lies before the pair, her tongue pokes out between her lips in an amateurishly thoughtful manner; brows knit together lightly in deep concentration ) Well, you see .. I-I’ll put the date, first! Then a statement (` she declares resolutely, hand flying over to the top left hand corner of the page; ready in pre-statement-writing position ) 10th April, Two-oh-oh-seven. Jeon Hyosung & Hanyoung don’t know last name are Hanhyo! (` she reads out each word as she scrawls it onto the sheet of paper in the neatest script she can manage; sketching two less than straight, separate lines at the very bottom where she intends to have two life-binding signatures of approval to this declaration, one beside the other ) You gotta’ at least sign it though; hm? ‘Cause you know.. official documents just ain’t “official without a written agreement from both parties!” (` she boldly quotes from a television program she’d caught a small part of the other day, nudging both the pencil and paper right towards the boy; tone laced with excitement, made all the more obvious by her idle rocking on the spot, to and fro; here and there, side to side )
[x]
Heyyy there is no need to apologize you know! One of the advantages when we made this for us three was that when someone goes on hiatus everyone would be perfectly fine with it. I just want to stick by you guys for a long long time, and I'm sure if this was to happen we'd definitely be able to put up with each other's business haha.
Hmm just suggesting that maybe for a little bit of drama around, Junhong should debut? Or Hayi can make her ballet debut? I don't know what pace you'd want to go with Daeji though~
I think that's a great place to start and a great idea; the whole taking a break, revamping, regaining muse through reconnection thing c: I think I'm losing my touch with Hyo a little too; I can't seem to find the muse for any character development -- she's kinda' just stuck at a standstill as this 19 year old girl who needs to mature, but can't. I don't really know; so I might follow in your footsteps soon -- who knows ~ hehe. Might even experiment a with a new muse, or a total revamp of Hyo; we'll see how it goes. (After my finals, of course!) Ooooh; amongst your movie watching, definitely recommend me some to watch! I'm running out of those laze-around-Saturday-watching-movies-all-day type movies; so yeah, hehe. Anyway, this went toooootally off track, but what I meant to say was take your time -- inspiration and muse and all that writing brilliance can't come forced; it's gotta' come floooowed. Ja' feel? Heh.
Ooooooooh! The drama thing does sound promising though! (Ha. Because Bbanghyo totally don't have enough drama in their lives = w =) So that's something we all should definitely consider c:
That's pretty much what I wanted to say; so yeah c: Teehee I love you guys much much muchly.
Ugh, my muse is so dead. I still love our babies, but I don’t know what to do because when I try to reply it is just shit — super boring shit that I can’t even deal with. What to do?
Yongguk’s adorable expressions ;3;
❝ volume 4 — hyo & himchan ✿
{`as he stands there, he wonders what kinds of dreams she’s having— what would her mind concoct for her during this particular state of rest? Himchan had always been rather interested in dreams and people. He often thought about the palms of hands, the different hues of skin and of hair… her exclamations help him put together the pieces of the puzzle, at least as much as he could. No one but the dreamer could really be able to know the exact details of their dreams; and sometimes, even then it was just a gamble in the dark. Dreams aren’t known to sit around idle.} Pigtails… {`that one pulls a small, quiet laugh from past his lips, head tilting with obvious amusement. Somewhere deep down, he knew it was probably really odd for him to just watch her dream like this, but he had tried to wake her— which had just proven to be a success.} Oh. {`it was silly that he had just partially responded to her call. Though it wasn’t exactly a call, she was just finishing her dream; finishing that last piece of surreal imagery.} Uh-oh— massage it a little, roll your shoulders, too. That helps! {`his nose has wrinkled up naturally while watching her, noting the tinge of ache in the depths of her timbre, knowing the pain she’s enduring right now due to the position.} Well, uh… {`he lets out a sheepish chuckle, almost awkward but not quite, hand ruffling through blond locks as his gaze drops to the illustrated novel once again} It’s just you looked really uncomfortable, and well… I didn’t want to go so far as to hijack that volume you have from your lap while you were asleep. {`Himchan blinks and slips four fingers from each hand into his pockets, thumbs hooked on the outside of denim} So… instead I decided to wake you. Both so you wouldn’t hurt your neck as bad and to ask more politely if I would be allowed to read that? Well, of course I could wait until you were finished, no rush! This is just the only library around that has this particular one.
(` she’s a mess of actions and unfinished sentences at present; with remnants of her “horrible-pigtail-pulling-chiyo-chan-murdering-dream” whirling about the empty pockets of her mind, a bad sleeping position induced pain dully aching and nagging along the length of her neck and shoulders, and a kind stranger offering her massage advice, it’s no wonder that the girl is thoroughly befuddled and confused. After rolling her shoulders and kneading at the tight knot around her shoulders as advised for a while longer, the girl offers a bright little smile despite the confusion; eyes lighting up noticeably from her sleepy state ) O-oh.. Well that’s super kind of you, mister kind-sir-who-gives-top-notch-massage-advice-and-is-kind-enough-to-ask-for-a-volume-of-Azumanga-Daioh-instead-of-taking-it-away-from-a-strange-sleeping-girl-in-a-library! (` her intentions are untainted in her compliments of thanks; though her characteristic exaggerative manner to her words perhaps detract from the sincerity of her utterances. The girl is still all smiles as she gazes down at the manga volume sitting atop her lap, then glancing up at the kind stranger, then gazing back and forth between the two quite a few more times than considered as adequate before finally offering the volume with both hands ) Here.. It’s all yours!
❝ rewind ↻ Of street walls and newly opened doors — hyo & han ✿
Brains are very important! Without brains, I’d be like this. (/being the very mature young boy he is, he opens his mouth as if he is about to gag or cough a hairball up; tongue hanging out, his eyes roll skyward as he releases a sound - a sound that is the cross between a dying goat and the engine of an old truck. Once he’s sure he’s gotten his point across, he snaps back into standing position) Not very nice, huh? (/whilst the female is continuously shaking his hand, he looks downward at it, wanting to be released to allow him to wipe his palms on his jeans (since they were covered in gloves in warm weather and are particularly sweaty at that moment in time). The sudden loosened grip on his hand both surprises and soothes him and he is pleased to transfer all of that gross palm sweat from himself to his jeans, listening intently to what the female is saying) Hanhyo. That has a nice ring to it. Hanhyo. Hanhyo, Hanhyo, Hanhyo. (/stern expression on his face, his brow furrows as his nose crinkles up for what is the fifteenth time that afternoon – a small habit the male had slowly developed) We gotta make that official and document it or somethin’.
(` she watches the boy’s emmy-worthy, dramatic display with wide and curious eyes; expression receptive to every single flourish of his own expression. Her lips are ajar and her jaw hangs quite literally open as she takes yet another step back; forcibly guiding her mouth shut again with the assistance of her hand to prop up her jaw. A long moment of silence hangs in the air as she slowly processes the effects of spray-paint fumes, features influenced by emotions of utter fear and pure horror ) .. That’s terribly terrible! I do hope your brain stays up in that brain pocket of yours. (` she nods quickly, taking a quick glance over at the spray painted wall and wrinkling her nose lightly in speculation of the air; inspecting it for any remnant traces of the fumes. For good measure, she once more reaches for the other’s sleeve and tugs him another full step away from the wall ) Mhm, it really does, doesn’t it!? Ring ~ (` agreeing all too wholeheartedly she offers a bright little smile; grinning from ear to ear before her expression is wiped blank, then pensive and serious as the other speaks ) Official. Document. (` she turns the words over carefully, as if seriously pondering them for a moment before giving her head a single and resolute nod ) I like it! Yupp, we should “make that official and document it or somethin’”, alright! (` she carbon copies the boys words on a whim, casually getting to her knees and swinging her school bag off her shoulder; then making herself comfortable, cross-legged in the middle of the pavement ) Come down here, I’ve got paper! .. and a pencil! (` she glances up, beckoning the boy to sit down along with her with an energetic wave of her hand )
❝ (H)Yolo! — hyo & zelo ✿
Just a number! (/for the nth time that trip his mouth was forced agape by yet another close female he knew, his jaw dropping in a heavy direction in time with gravity towards the concrete floor) I thought I was spoiled... clearly not. (/tuts whilst shaking his head before being pulled dramatically through the civil war him and his noona tried so hard to desperately swim through. muttering loud phrases like 'sorry' 'excuse me' in the heavy accented voice he dubbed. as they hurriedly got in the carriage he panted and panted before he spoke, and gave a lazy but tired smile to the older) We sure... did... I tell you, they have young hearts but criminal minds. (/turns back to glance behind him to see if they could prove his point, but instead was replied with two giddy kids happily stomping their legs on the carriage, screaming out of pure ecstasy) We have to be at the front in everything, okay! I'll practice my glare if you want. (/grins toothily as he close his eyes, his head bouncing from side to side, completely against his 'glare'. as the announcement to the ride begins and the sound of the engines fill their ears, he grips her hand and bites his lip, unable to control the blood rush inside) Noona help~! (/he screams once then laughs, snuggling closer to the other, completely unaware of how much he was actually squishing her)
Yah, I'm not spoiled! (` pouting profusely she looks at the younger with her infamous puppy eyes ) And if anything, you are spoiled! Having me as a noona; showering you with love, cuddles and ddeokbokki. (` countering quickly she gives a small nod of her head, wrinkling her nose a little at the other as if to say "and that's that" ) Young hearts? Criminal minds? Uwah, Jello-yah, you should go write lyrics for Yongguk oppa's compositions -- "So y'all see all these kids these days? They got young hearts and smiles, but criminal minds yo, yo, yo!" (` she, on a whim, raps [terribly] an impromptu couple of lyrics; grinning from ear to ear as she makes over-exaggerative gangster type gestures. Laughing her horrible rap attempt off in a melody of soft giggles, she quickly nods in agreement ) Mhm, nae! We’ll be at the front! Hyolo at the front! (` she exclaims excitedly; childish actions assuring that any onlookers would easily mistake the girl of nineteen for a girl of 15 or 16 ) .. But no glaring..! We’ll get to the front by sheer perseverance and hard wo--! (` cut off midsentence, the girl is rather enthusiastically squished against the side of the coaster carriage; arms flailing about a little as she squeaks out ) I-I would help, but I’m sorta’ busy being squished by a giant!
all grown up
One day, maybe.. but, there is plenty of time for that. {` he answers nonchalantly, taking a slow sip of his brightly colored drink ) Where do you want to go from here, Hyo? We can’t make a life together if we don’t know where we’re going. {` swallowing hard, he wishes he had bit his tongue instead of ruining the moment with his need for order and logic. part of him knew that she was still young, that she probably didn’t think that far ahead or make plans for her life beyond debuting, but he needed her to. without those plans, he wasn’t sure what kind of chance he stood, more than that, he didn’t know any longer where his own life was going )
I thought we were going to the fireworks after this? (` she replies ahead of time; demonstrating in full her spontaneous nature. She lets out a small "Ah.." once the other actually completes his sentence, her fingertips tracing along the icy surface of her glass in contemplation ) .. You really wanna' know where I want to go? (` she queries curiously, barely waiting three full seconds before going right ahead to answer, regardless ) Five, ten years from now, I see myself having debuted -- My group is like, the Girl's Generation of TS Entertainment. (` she smiles a little; nodding her head lightly ) I see us living in a pretty, cosy apartment -- a little boy named Jinseok and a little girl named Sura calling us Umma and Appa. It's a little shady; but I can sorta' see a fluffy little puppy with us there too. I see us happy. (` she nods; simply sifting through her childish wants in an attempt to stray a little from the weight of seriousness that had developed from the question the other posed. Taking a generous sip of the sweet strawberry drink, she offers a smile, placing her drink down to reach out for the other's hand ) And if none of that happens; it doesn't matter a single bit because when it really comes down to it, as long as I have you with me, I'll be okay. (` it's simple minded and lacking, and far from the substantial answer that he probably seeks; but it's the best that she can offer at present. She's happy, she's at disneyland, she's waiting for fireworks, she's nineteen and has got a way to go before she really, honestly and realistically begins to worry and fret over these things. For now, happy, disneyland, fireworks -- were her words simply demonstrating the gap between the two that had always been lingering? )
air of my lungs
They’re not going to let me go, my career has leverage and after all they’ve invested in training you, I don’t think they’re going to let you go either — especially if I make it a stipulation to me remaining with the company. {` he caresses her cheek with the back of his hand, trailing one finger down to tuck beneath her chin ) This is our moment, Hyosung.. I don’t know if we’ll ever get another. We can either jump and risk it all, or give it up. As much as I care for you, I don’t think I can go back to living in the in between. I mean, what if that was the choice — us or your dreams? I already know that I could walk away from it right now, if this was what I had to choose. I love my music, but I can find another way to make it and it isn’t as important to me as you. {` stops a moment, a look of realization crossing his serious features ) I’ll quit. Then there won’t be as much of a risk. { he concludes resolutely )
(` she keeps quiet for a long moment; swallowing the "what if"'s that threaten to slip past her lips once more. She listens infallibly to his words though her gaze seems to falter away from his; lowering to the tediously arranged table top instead. He did this for her; all of this, and all she'd given him in return were the weight of her doubts and worries ) I just wanna' be with you.. (` she whispers softly, exasperated as she gives a small shake of her head; as if trying to forcibly pull herself together -- though to no avail, as the final resolution from the other impacts her heart so heavily; the girl is brought to the very brink of tears once again ) N-no, Yongguk -- you're 'it'; everyone knows, everyone hears them talking about you,.. about how promising you are, a-about how you're going places. (` her words come out as panicked, her expression clouded with regret, worry, fear as she speaks quickly ) No, you were right before; we'll talk to them, we'll tell them everything, w-we'll make them understand. Please. (` there's no finesse to her pleas; only the hopes and desperation of a 19 year old girl )
