𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔

Seung Phillip Jeong // 26 // Human (Aware)

[searching-phillip]

melanie--james​:

Melanie walked into the coffee shop, unaware of how busy it was. She wanted to sit down and enjoy her coffee more than anything, but with no empty tables, she walked up to a random one with an open seat. She didn’t even care about the laptop or who it was, but as soon as he shut it, she became curious. “What? Trying to hide your offshore accounts so no one sees you’re laundering money?” She vaguely knew the man as the son of a rich businessman, but that was the extent of her knowledge.

“You’ve caught me,” he said with a curt smile. “I’ve liquidated all of my assets and transferred them across seas. Some Nigerian prince said he needed some money, and who am I to doubt a prince?” Phillip took a sip of his lukewarm coffee, wanting to finish it before he ordered another. “But, now that you know, I’ll have to silence you. What’ll it take? Money? Drugs? Strippers?”

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anemone-arden​:

“No, no,” she said quickly, “of course not…and I’m so sorry if I interupted something important…I mean it had to have been for you to close up your computer so fast.” She blinked and winced, “I’m sorry, it’s super rude to speculate like that.” 

She cleared her throat, “um, anyway, my name is Anemone Arden, what’s yours?”

x

He shook his head. “Again, don’t worry about it. I was only writing up a few emails for work, and didn’t want to expose any sensitive information.” Shrugging his shoulders, he tried to offer the stranger a reassuring smile. She seemed timid to say the least, and he didn’t want to hear her apologize over every little thing. Maybe his judgement was harsh, but needless apologies were something he never liked. “Phillip Jeong.“ He introduced. “You’re the first person I’ve met to ever have that name - it’s quite unique.”

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detectivejenny​:

Suspicious was definitely the way Phillip was acting, but Jennifer didn’t make any immediate comment on it. She did, however, offer him a raised brow and a half-smile as she sat down across from him, setting their two respective coffee orders and pastries between one another. The blonde had made a run for them just a few minutes ago, the librarian - remembering her face and attaching it to her badge that sat at home - kind enough to let her slide with them coming back in. She let him stow away his laptop, wondering just what he’d pull out next to seem casual and inconspicuous. There was something on that laptop, something important that she’d seen him work on a number of times they hung out, but she never pressed. Until now. “ What’cha workin’ on there ? ” She too was the epitome of nonchalance, pulling out her phone from her back pocket to scroll through and keep up appearances for. The only giveaway ? Her still-arched blonde brow, almost teasing in a way.

As the familiar face sat down across from him, pastries and coffee in hand, Phillip couldn’t feel that annoyed at her question. She was, after all, a detective. It was her job to get to the bottom of things, whether he liked it or not. Still, he offered a calm smile as he clasped his hands together, resting his chin at their peak. “Financial statements, business emails, memorandums. Running a business is hard work, my dear friend. I must keep on top of everything, lest I be consumed by my responsibilities. If that were to happen, I couldn’t keep asking you to bring me coffee,” he teased. The young man was good at keeping his cover, partially because those were some of his responsibilities, and partially because investigating the town wasn’t illegal or morally wrong.

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mariesegal​:

Her eyebrows raised, the thought of financial statements almost made her feel sick to her stomach. She couldn’t think of anything worse than dealing with finance - she could barely handle her own let alone for a business or other people. “Don’t be silly, you don’t need to take your business elsewhere. Curiosity got the better of me - the sound of your laptop keys was practically echoing off the walls.”

“Ah, yeah. I tend to abuse my keyboard when I’m focused. I don’t realize I’m hitting the keys so hard while I’m typing.” He offered a slight smile to the other, partially feeling bad for disturbing the quiet. “Plus, I find it is better to get it done and over with as quick as I can so I can focus my energy on something more pressing, usually.”

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nathaniel-larwrence​:

“You’re involved in real estate, yes?” he said, “I would like to know if you’ve had any undo challenges doing business in Cresthill and if there is something the mayor’s office can do to fix that. Alternatively, if your experience has been a good one, I’d like your insight on what exactly should remain the same,”he paused and smiled, “should I take office of course. Regardless of the outcome I intend to continue advocating for progress in this town.”

x

“I am, correct,” he replied to the other’s question before listening to what he had to ask. The mayoral candidate’s questions genuinely had him thinking about hardships. Most of them came from the pressure his parents placed on him and not really from the town itself. “I haven’t really had any issues getting things started or maintaining my business. Though, the process of getting a permit was a little lengthy. That would be the one thing I would want changed, if at all possible. Though, that’s in the past for me. More businesses can lead to a better economy though, so making it a bit less tedious would perhaps drive more young entrepreneurs to start up. ” The young man leaned back as he considered the positives before listing off the few things he could think of that he would like to see stay.

“Does that help at all?”

[searching-phillip]

hvntcr​:

The vampire hunter had managed to get the afternoon off and had attempted to scout the town of Cresthill for potential candidates to reach the end of her stake. However, her efforts had came to a halt and she decided to try the library instead in hopes that something would spark a clue or give her some understanding of the whereabouts. “Are you hiding your life story?” Milena laughed, as she slid her bag onto the desk, sitting in the only free seat left. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to buy the book when it comes out. You won’t lose any sales.”

As the stranger sat down in the last empty seat, he shook his head with a small smile. “My life story isn’t really worth writing about, though I wish it were. No, unfortunately I’m working on some financial statements for my business. Though, if you felt like reading about financial statements, I’m sure I could write a book on that,” Phillip chuckled a bit. Most of what he learned came from his father, though he couldn’t extend all the credit to him.

[searching-phillip]

unseelie-attali​:

So, Joseph switched houses, and… he forgot to toss some parts of the body from his old house, so he tossed it into a river and probably killed some fish along with it. This time, he took Bella’s advice of tossing it in the forest and making it look like either the Windhams or the Marshes did it.

He didn’t know if he did such a good job of that, but given what this nervous-as-all-fuck human was typing up, his actions certainly did garner interest.

“Whatcha writing there, buddy?” he made no attempt to hide what he was doing, but instead leaned over so far that he threatened to tip over his chair. The swiftness with which the man slammed his laptop shut made him chuckle. Man, it was so easy to scare people these days.

Phillip side-eyed the individual as he tried to get a closer look at the contents of his document before deciding to shut it. “If that were your business, I would have called you over. However, since I don’t even know your name, it would be hard to do such a thing.” The man leaned back in his seat, still staring at the stranger. It was bold to ask such a question. “But, if you really must know, it was a memo on financial handlings for my employees. Does that satisfy you?”

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xxcameron-blakesley​:

Cameron pulled his bag out of his computer, glancing over briefly at the other male as the device powered up. “Dude, if you want to watch porn in here, that’s your business.” 

x

Taken aback by the aggressive suggestion the other had put forward, Phillip turned to him with a steely glare. “Disgusting. I wouldn’t attempt to do such a thing with one person in the vicinity, let alone an entire town.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, aggravated by even the accusation of doing such a thing. Maybe this man was two dimwitted to assume anything else, though he’d give him the benefit of the doubt for now.

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mariesegal​:

Marie had been distracted by the clacking sound of laptop keys. Her eyebrows pulled together in a frown, her eyes assessing the individual typing at what seemed to be a frantic speed. She’d not had any dealings with them herself - something which she could always be thankful for in this town. She moved towards him, with only the intention to make a joke about smoke coming off his fingers, but the snap of the laptop closing told her perhaps her humor wouldn’t be as welcome as she’d thought. “Someone’s busy.” She simply said, nodding towards the laptop. “Let me guess - you’re a writer on a roll?” 

“I wish,” he chuckled. If he had the free time and creative energy to write, he had a hunch that he might actually try to take it up as a hobby. “I was working on financial statements and a memo for my employees. Hopefully, I was not distracting you; if so, I can take my business elsewhere.” He offered a smile. Truthfully, he didn’t really want to move, and she had approached him. If anyone needed to move, it was her.

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nathaniel-larwrence​:

Nathaniel had no use for coffee but he was the sort of man people would expect to see drinking it and so, to maintain appearances, he did. He was at the caffe with a purpose, to speak to Phillip Seung. In his bid to become mayor, he wanted to touch base with all business owners but real estate in particular was of interest to him. 

“You’re name is Phillip Seung, correct?” he said, “My name is Nathaniel Lawrence, I was hoping you might have some time to discuss the future of Cresthill.”

x

As the other approached, Phillip looked up and offered a polite smile to the other. He had recognized his face from a few campaign posters littered around town. A mayoral candidate knew his name and was interested in talking to him? Curious. The young man gestured to the seat across from him. “A pleasure, Mr. Lawrence. If you wish to discuss business, please, take a seat.” The topic genuinely piqued the heir apparent’s interest, though he had a hunch it may not be what he thought it was. Perhaps he just needed another sponsor or donor.

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anemone-arden​:

Anemone had decided that she liked the caffe quite a bit. She loved the little cookies and the fancy teas, she was inspired to try making many of them at home. The one thing she didn’t care for was that it could suddenly get quite busy. Having paid for and ordered a cup of chamomile tea latte to have in house, she was stuck finding en empty place to sit with her tea and croissant. 

She spotted a seat next to a young man with a lap top and glided over, sitting next to him as he put the computer away.She winced, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude, everywhere else is full.”

x

As she apologized, Phillip shook his head and dismissed it. “I understand; please, feel free to stay.” He took a sip of his own drink. The man didn’t know who he could and couldn’t trust with the information that he had found; it wasn’t that he thought people wouldn’t believe him, he just didn’t want his reputation to be tarnished if people thought him crazy. This was a small town and word traveled fast when it needed to. “It’s hard to predict when a shop like this will become busy, and I don’t want to be the one impeding on comfort.”

[searching-phillip]

wolfiebandit​:

She sighed, placing the lock of hair that fell under her face behind her ear, “I’m sorry that was kind of rude of me, work can be very stressful. Yes, the chair is free, and there is a few space too if you want to share the table”

x

“It’s quite alright; no harm done. I should have asked first regardless.” He offered a thin smile as he placed both hands on the back of the chair, looking at the woman curiously. It felt strange that she mentioned her work, as if stress made it special. Every job was stressful in its own way; he understood, but it seemed like a silly argument. “I have a table reserved, so do not worry. I just needed an extra chair.”

[searching-phillip]

Whatever it takes 'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins I do whatever it takes 'Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains

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wolfiebandit​:

She was at the cafe, having her brunch. She liked to have mornings all to herself, so she could plan her day. The agenda was open on the table while she took notes. The woman heard the chair drag and lifted her face to face the unwanted guest, a confused expression on her face

“Mmmm excuse me? This table is taken” 

Short a chair for his lunch meeting, Phillip was quick to act. He took notice of a spare, and figured he might be able to snag it while the woman focused her work. He didn’t particularly care what she was working on, though he didn’t actually want to intrude.

As he began to pull the chair away, she snapped at him, leaving Phillip to furrow his brow at her. “Is this chair taken?” He retorted, trying to keep his tone from seeming snide. The remnants of his inflated ego said that he could just take the chair without asking, though it didn’t seem to be the case after all.

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xxcarsyn-gray​:

The cafe was filling up, but the brunette barely noticed. With Elise gone, she’d lost her biggest hype man and she was feeling it now as she stared at the stack of papers before her. Getting her GED was something she’d talked about for a long time but kept putting off. Now, with nowhere else to bury her grief that wasn’t self-destructive, Carsyn had a stack of practice tests in front of her. With a sigh, she pulled her gaze away from the papers, rubbing her face in frustration before glancing around. She wasn’t sure if she was looking for a distraction or someone to tell her to stay focused. 

Understanding how the woman at the table near him felt, Phillip couldn’t help but wonder what she was studying. He had spent days doing work, writing papers, preparing presentations, though it all felt like a formality while he was in school. He knew what his career path was, knew his future for the most part. Going to school only solidified it.

As her gaze met his, he offered a supportive thumbs up, though his expression didn’t offer much in terms of convincing. For the most part, his gaze was stoic. “Need someone to donate a coffee?” He asked, his voice cool and calm.

[searching-phillip]

With a laptop sitting in front of him, Phillip’s fingers flew over the keyboard as he typed into a sizable document. He kept the specific file under lock and key, just in case someone managed to sneak his computer away from him. The chances of that happening were slim to none, but he wanted to be extra cautious. This was his own detailed record of everything he had uncovered on the town. While he couldn't think of many incidents he personally experienced, the library had been full of newspaper articles detailing strange occurrences. His findings kept this small town interesting.

As someone sat down next to him, he quickly saved and shut the laptop, replacing it back in his bag. It looked suspicious, of course; why wouldn’t it? In truth, it felt suspicious, though there was nothing inherently wrong about trying to solve a mystery. At least he had a believable cover story.

[searching-phillip]

(hong jonghyun, 26, cismale, he/him) The war is about to start SEUNG PHILLIP JEONG. We see that you will be fighting for the NEITHER (YET) family as a HUMAN. He reminds me of A PLATINUM ROLEX, BLACK SUITS AND TIES, and LIT FIREPLACES IN THE WINTER. We wish you luck.

Seung, or Phillip, is the son two real estate tycoons. His great grandfather started the company in Korea, though his grandparents immigrated to the United States and brought the company with them.

He grew up in the lap of luxury, though knew from a very young age that he was expected to pick up the family business once he came of age.

No education was too expensive for the young heir, so his family made sure he went schools that were the best of the best.

As a young teen, he had a bit of an inflated ego due to his financial position; this lead to his grades dropping and him getting in trouble in class, which his parents didn’t stand for at all. 

He had most of his luxuries taken away from him, and his parents interfered to make sure he was removed from the sports teams he was on.

It took about a year or two, but Phillip learned his lesson for the most part

Fast forward to after he graduated high school: Phillip pretty much started his courses in business as soon as he was able to, just like his parents expected. He doesn’t really enjoy it, but he knows the lifestyle he’s used to will dissolve if he doesn’t keep up the realty business.

He graduated at 22 with his Bachelor’s in Business, and began to seriously start working with his mother and father to gather experience. Though, once he started to chase after his master’s degree, he and his father got into a heated argument about whether or not Phillip could actually run the business.

Determined to prove to his father he could take care of things, Phillip told his father he’d open a branch in a small town out of state. If he couldn’t keep that open there, then there was no way he could keep one open in a large city. After doing some research, he chose Cresthill and promptly moved to the town to begin setting things up.

Early on in Cresthill, he witnessed something more than a little strange and eye opening. He’s been digging into the supernatural ever since, and is desperate to get his hands on as much knowledge as possible.

His dive into the other side of town has caused him to become distracted from actually running the business though, and he’s torn between the two worlds. He knows if he can combine them, he’ll be pretty much unstoppable.

For now, he’s trying to keep his head down and focus on the company, as well as obtaining his realty license. But, he’s very much interested in joining either side of the war. He’s got resources that both families could utilize, but who is gonna offer him what he wants in return?

The Windhams have certainly caught his eye, as well as the effects of Vampirism.