#;training

[feckingeigersanction]

Training || Kyleigh & Murphie

It'd been a few months now, since they'd been at the meat packing plant. Not the most glorious job in the world - but they were both hired immediately, and without question on why they were in the States. Not that they were there illegally - there just wasn't much else for them to go on, other than the small clue of Boston, to find Da. So this was simply a mean to keep the twins sustained enough to fund their time there - until they found him. After that, well... they didn't really have a plan. Per say. 

Murphie had been called over from her station by the supervisor, who had been studying the ledger on his clipboard for a moment, before looking up towards her to speak. "We've got Kyleigh here today, she's new and you and your sister will be training her." Murphie nodded, looking past where he stood, to get a glimpse of whoever it was, that he spoke of. 

[rksunyoung]

— ❝ gonna be the one that i want ;

KT TRAINEE SCHEDULE : VOCAL LESSONS SONG : LEE HYORI KATIE LEE // CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG MARCH 2ND, 2014

singing was something sunyoung could do easily. though vocal lessons by themselves were hard because she hadn't been trained so intensively before, it was one of her favorite parts of the day.

singing while dancing, however, was a whole different ballgame entirely.

"five, six, seven, eight -- don't you all dare get tired on me!"

both of the vocal and dance teachers were in the dance room this time, monitoring how each of the trainees would do as they all moved their bodies while trying to project their voices out loud, enough to where as they could be heard over the back track. anyone who knew what being an idol was about would know that it would make sense to practice this the most, because even if you were the best singer in the world, how much would that mean to the mainstream audience if you didn't sound good live and had to depend on the back vocals? it was even worse for kt trainees; the public already doubted the talent of a lot of the artists because some where exceptionally weak in some aspects compared to other companies, so sunyoung was sure that the instructors were going to be even harder on this generation, her generation of trainees in order to tarnish that image. that was a task that she would gloriously take head on.

"쉬 지않고 난 계속 달려가, 겁내지 말고 나를 따라와," the girl felt her singing was weaker, much weaker than usual, but she made herself power through it; her body moving along with the choreography that the instructors themselves had made. it was a hard task, especially for sunyoung -- she was the type of person to give one-hundred percent in everything that she did, and it was easier to do so when focused on one task only. giving fifty percent of herself to remembering the lyrics and remembering her part when it came to singing, and then the other fifty percent to dancing -- remembering where to move and keeping the counts in her head was proving to be much more challenging than she thought it was. "조금 더 높이 날아가, 누구보다 나---" ( so much so, that she mixed up the words and sang the wrong lyrics out loud -- it was such of an obvious mistake that hardly no one in the room could miss it. )

"stop, stop. park sunyoung -- what was that?" "i'm sorry, i'm sorry! i was concentrating too much on getting the step-counts right that i messed up. it won't happen again."

"let this be a lesson to all of you trainees. while it's fine to make mistakes here, on stage it is not. because not only will you be watched by us, but your mistake will be on national television. and if your mistake is so bad like miss jabberjaw over here," ( as he motioned his hands over to where she was standing the girl kept a straight face. although, sunyoung wondered what it would be like if she just flicked him off right then and there ) "not only will it be on national television, but you'll probably end up as a ridiculing reaction image or gif used everywhere, thanks to the wonderful invention of the internet. so if you don't know how to multi-task, i suggest you fix that right now before your mistake also ends up as a trending topic on twitter."

the room when silent, save for the soft steps sneakers on hardwood floors, and the harsh gulp that sunyoung took after that little tidbit was announced. she could feel the other's gazes upon her as the fact registered in her mind -- she had forgotten about netizens, and the dangerous effects they could have upon idols. ( which was kind of ironic, considering that it wasn't too long ago that her "scandal" with sehun appeared, in which their relationship was completely fabricated by them. ) "... sorry?"

"you better be. let's take it from the top again."

[rksunyoung]

— ❝ shut your mouth, i just can't take it ( pt. 2 ) ;

KT TRAINEE SCHEDULE : VOCAL PRACTICE SONG : KELLY CLARKSON // SINCE U BEEN GONE FEBURARY 28TH, 2014

after cooling off in the cafeteria -- the cool, fresh, and open air giving her enough space and room to breathe when compared to the cramped box that was the vocal practice rooms -- sunyoung was ready to go back to practice. or so she thinks.

the walk back to the room almost felt like one of impending doom -- as if she were walking to the guillotine, the weight of what she had done weighing on her with every single step that she took. with the way she acted, sunyoung was almost sure that lola would have something waiting for her when she decided to return; whether that was adding on another set of minutes to their practice, a long lecture in which she would berate and demean her for even thinking about disrespecting an instructor, and elder like that, or worse -- katie lee would already be waiting for her, her expression unlike the devil in heels' -- it would read disappointment, and that alone would probably kill her. the thought of just skipping the practice until lunch appeared in her mind, and while it did sound appetizing, she knew that she would just have to deal with her the next day or sometime after, and even then it her punishment would probably be worse. it was better to just face the music now than to chicken out until later.

sunyoung didn't even get a chance to speak, nor take in the pristine look of the room ( almost as if her little blow up didn't even happen ) before the other woman's words broke the silence in the room. "done with your little temper tantrum? can we finally behave like big girls now and actually get something done today?"

it was as if her anger was in vain, because obviously miss ignorant wasn't paying attention to sunyoung's feelings at all -- and it only fueled her fury even further. "are you fucking kidding me," was mumbled under her breath, eyes dashing over to something, anything that wasn't lola at this point in time. because she could feel that she was a ticking time-bomb, every little action that the instructor did only bringing her closer to her detonation.

"you think that i'm a lousy instructor? prove it to me then. sing." the last word was a command, not a question -- a command that reeked of undertones of teasing underneath, as if lola knew that sunyoung couldn't prove anything. as if she were better than her.

it pissed sunyoung off more than anything else. so she sang.

"you had your chance you blew it -- out of sight, out of mind," this time, it was much more different. there was more power as she stared dead at lola, eyes unwaivering from their focal point at those dead black eyes of hers. cold fingers tapped twice at her throat ( stop singing from here ) before they tapped at stomach. ( and sing from here ) sunyoung swatted the fingers away as she reached the next verses, "shut your mouth i just can't take it, again and again and again and again!"

she had hit the note, and then added some for going for the highest note in the song, remembering let the note float out of her mouth rather than to push it. there was a long silence between the two, lola crossing her arms rather smugly before she spoke up once more.

"all you needed was a push, sunyoung. while your high notes still need work, i knew you had the potential to reach them."

[rksunyoung]

— ❝ shut your mouth, i just can't take it ( pt. 1 ) ;

KT TRAINEE SCHEDULE : VOCAL PRACTICE SONG : KELLY CLARKSON // SINCE U BEEN GONE FEBURARY 28TH, 2014

if you took most of the instructors at kt, sunyoung would say that the she got along with almost all of them -- while strict, they knew what they were doing and only wanted the girl to reach her best potential, and it showed.

however, there was one vocal coach in particular that could she not stand for the life of her.

"higher, sunyoung. are you even trying?"

"i am, seongsangnim." "doesn't sound like you are. do it again."

and that bitch went by the name of lola.

as if.

the thing that she hated most about her was that she was stubborn. pot calling the kettle black, sure, but lola was ignorantly stubborn. the fact that every time sunyoung seemed to get stuck with her, the woman always focused on hitting notes that she just couldn't hit as a singer. breathing out her frustrations as she ran a hand through brunette tresses, sunyoung readied herself to sing the same line that she had been for the past twenty five -- going on thirty minutes.

"you had your chance, you blew it -- out of sight, out of mind," the english lyrics flew out of her mouth with a heavy accent, her brows furrowing at the high notes -- it wasn't her best singing by a long shot; she could hear herself starting to get breathy and even "yell", but at this point, she didn't care. the only thing on her mind was getting out of here. "shut your mouth i ju--" the crack in her voice was loud, loud enough for the woman standing in front of her to wave her hand in the air, face twisted into an almost disgusted look. "stop, stop. that was terrible -- i'm almost offended. you're starting to strain again."

"maybe i wouldn't be straining if you didn't have me singing the same damn notes again over and over." before sunyoung knew it the words had already escaped from her lips, which drew an incredulous look from the instructor. "or maybe if you stopped singing from your throat like an amateur and sing from down here, then maybe, just maybe, practice would have ended thirty minutes ago." she was right and sunyoung knew she was right, but there was something in her tone that made the brunette's fingers curl into the hard metal of the music stand angrily. this was not the time nor the place to blow up.

"again." lola commanded. "i need a break." unless you want to be the reason my vocal chords'll be fucked up. "no. sing it again. we're not leaving until you get this right."

"and you seriously fucking think that having me sing it over and over while telling me the same shit -- which obviously isn't helping -- is going to make me sing it correctly?!" the girl couldn't help her elevated tone, nor the loud pang of the music stand as she pushed it to the floor. she also couldn't help how her body seemed to have a mind of it's own as she walked over to the woman, who seemed to keep the same expression as before. it was infuriating. "are you seriously that fucking stupid or what?"

"are you really talking to me this way? were you born in a barn?" "right about now, i personally couldn't give two fucks about what you think of me. i'm taking a fucking break -- whether you like it or not -- and i'll be back in five minutes." was all that was said before sunyoung swiftly turned on her heel, and walked out the door of the vocal room to wherever her legs would lead her.

she knew that she shouldn't have blown up in front of the instructor. she knew that what she said was probably disrespectful on many levels. she knew that she would have some major ass-kissing to do when she came back before her little outburst was passed on to katie lee.

but sunyoung would be lying if she said that it didn't feel damned good.

[rksunyoung]

— ❝ fiction meets reality ;

ACTING LESSON WORKSHOP KT ENT. BUILDING FEBURARY 14, 2013

it wasn't like what the instructor was saying was boring -- she was sure it wasn't. however, the history of acting wasn't something sunyoung was particularly interested in exactly, and her mind started to wander off into other areas -- what's going to be on the menu for lunch today? i hope that we didn't have to bring heels for dance practice holy shit, are mini and coco eating well? they better be because i swear to god if i come home and there's throw up on the floor i'm gonna---

"sunyoung. care to explain what are we about to do right now?" his booming voice that was cast in her direction shattered her train of thought, and doe eyes blinked once, twice, thrice in return; already expressing what words didn't at the moment. "uh... no i can't, sir."

"well, you'll be the first to start us off then, thanks for volunteering! come up here."

there was an internal groan that wanted to escape from her throat but couldn't, silenced by the what if-consequences in her mind that she knew would come to reality if she even dared to do so. picking herself up off of the floor of the dance studio, she made her way over to where the man currently stood, turning to face the table which had a simple black snapback laid upon it once he pointed a finger towards in it's direction.

"as we all know, the best actors are versatile, able to play a various amount of characters, each with different actions, quirks, and behaviors. in this warm-up exercise, i'll describe a character and you must show me the way that they would put up the hat. sounds easy enough, right?" sunyoung watched as the man traveled to get the object, and nodded once it was in her own hands. "pretend that they're coming home or something, the possibilities are literally endless." combing slender finger through brunette tresses, the girl placed the hat upon her head before nodding again at the instructor, watching as he stepped back to lean upon the wall. "so i just have to walk over and put the hat on the table?"

"do it however you see fit for the character." he replied, and she only pursed her lips together in a fine line in response. even if this was just a warm-up, she thought that they would get something a little... more challenging to do.

"let's start of simple. you're a drunk girl who's trying to sneak back into her parent's house after they forbid her to go out." sunyoung tried her hardest not to snort, because considering her history, that was something that she was well experienced in. however, the girl let her head suddenly slump forward, body swaying to each and every side it could as she took several erratic steps forward, then suddenly two back as if she couldn't keep her balance. "oooohhhh my gooood--" "more dramatic, sunyoung." "OOOOH MY GOOOD--" "remember, you're trying to sneak back into your house."

she suddenly stopped at those words, head dashing left and right as if her parents had heard her before suddenly -- she took one step before crashing to the ground, as if she had tripped over nothing. "aww fuck---" the words came out no more than a whisper as she started to lazily crawl over to the table, body dragging along the hardwood floor. "i needa put my haaaat," sluring her words together as best as she could, sunyoung reached up for her hat, finger fumbling to take it off her her head before she lazily threw it towards the table -- the hat completely missing it's course and hitting the wall behind it before sliding down to the floor. a giggle, then a hiccup was all she said in response before she pressed her face on the floor, light snores coming from her mouth. "and, scene."

there was a long silence that followed after her words, and the brunette wasn't sure if that was a was a pleasant sign or not. as she rolled on to her back and pushed herself up a seated position, sunyoung was met with the blank expression of the instructor before he expressed his thoughts, "what was that, park sunyoung."

"well... i-- i mean, my character walked in the house drunk the suddenly remembered that her parents were sleeping. when she tried to walk silently she tripped and fell on the ground, the crawled over to wherever..." her hands motioned to the table, not knowing what to call it in her story ( was it just a table? or a hat rack? or a couch? the instructor wasn't exactly clear on that part, she thinks. ) "... and tried to put it up, but obviously got lazy and threw it. then she just said forget it and fell asleep there." sunyoung finished off, a confident grin growing on her features.

her story was just met with a sigh and a chuckle -- and she wasn't sure if that was because her story was funny to him, or if it was out of pity. "it looks like we have a lot of work to do."

[halfliight]

A liar should have a good memory.

Quintilian 

[halfliight]

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood