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[advxjongkook]

Invulnerability

[ @eunji-ph ]

Seated in the passenger side of the vehicle, Jongkook was feeling rather lethargic as he stared out at the uninteresting, quiet street of the Gold Zone district through the car windscreen. The air-conditioning was humming softly in the background, as the lulling voice of the radio broadcaster reverberated throughout the small enclosed area of the car interior. There was a short morning news about the recent finding of the attack during the Jindallae Festival, and Jongkook spared a quick glance at his fellow co-worker when he turned the volume up, noting his curiosity before turning his head to look outside mindlessly himself. 

There was nothing new and it was still roughly the same old report that had been going on these few days, asking tourists and citizens alike to stay alert and to report any suspicious characters to the government immediately. 

Shortly after, the news ended and some famous pop song began playing from the radio station. Jongkook could hear the volume being turned down considerably until it wasn’t that distracting, and he let it be, as he continued surveying the house of the champion they had been assigned to protect by the government. It was a dull and tedious duty if anything, but because of that the pay was exceptionally high as well and so he wasn’t complaining. He’s not the type of person to endlessly lament about something in any case. 

There was still a long time until the next shift comes in to replace them, and Jongkook wondered if the girl was going to just remain in the house for the whole day. They had been given a rundown and all the basic information regarding the champions they were assigned to guard, including their ability. He wouldn’t be surprised either if the girl decided that staying inside was the best choice after the attack and the death of a champion. 

Just as Jongkook thought it was going to be another uneventful day for them, the main door of the house opened and out came the girl who seemed like she was dressed to go out. He gave a nod to his co-worker before exiting from the car promptly, and in no time reached the girl before she could take another step out. 

“Don’t be alarmed, I’m sent over by the government to guard you for the time being. You can regard me as invisible if you wish to,” he explained, an air of steady composure around him. He then gave the girl another look before moving to the side in order to let her pass. 

[phxljm-blog]

control.

@eunji-ph

Most of his clients were previous experiments during the Project who were unable to rid themselves of the memories and nightmares. Anxiety and terror dominated their lives, paranoia was common as well. They only came to him once all their resources were exhausted. Sometimes others do come in, but it’s a rare occurrence, especially with his lack of recognition. However, music therapy, he finds, is incredibly effective (with an added effect of his own abilities). Wasn’t it already good that he was able to find some use with his abilities and adoration for music?

He just hadn’t expected the government to send their own champion to him. This had never happened and he had expected it to continue as it is, so when a government official approached him with files on a champion he was thoroughly shocked. He’s given an official order to help one of the champions control their own powers (a result of trauma he assumes) to prevent anymore deaths.

And here, he finds himself at his desk in silence.

The girl sits in front of him, her gaze is elsewhere. Jeongmin looks down at the files in front of him. It was a basic profile of the girl, name, age, height, weight, her health status, everything he needed was here. He scans over the information a last time:

NAME: Jung Eunji ALIAS: La Petite Mort AGE: 22 STATUS: Champion of June 2013 DIAGNOSIS: Shadow Manipulation, unable to control her powers.

“Usually,” he starts, “I’d ask you how you’re feeling, but I feel like you wouldn’t want that.” He gives her a friendly smile, forcing a happy cheer into his voice. “How ‘bout we start with introductions?” He extends his hand towards her. “I’m Lee Jeongmin, your therapist, I guess. Have they informed you of what type of therapist I am? I bet not!”

[phxamber-blog]

⁇⁇

Where have you been?

What happened while you were gone?

Is it true? Are you a champion now?

Do you think my coffee tastes good?

What’s your favorite item on the menu?

Eunji, do you want to hang out more often? 

[phxraven-blog]

Hc + Goals

changsun has never been a planner, but he has always set goals for himself to work around that minor flaw. he has a goal for everything, and by knowing what his goal is, he can give himself some leeway when it comes to how he gets there. all roads lead to rome, and none are inherently good or bad – they’re equally capable of teaching a lesson through experience. his biggest, most tangible goal is to leave the island, closely followed by the goal to re-invent himself when he is no longer living as a figurative animal locked in a cage. but he also has plenty of other, less pressing goals. when he was younger, his biggest goal was to be happy: now it has changed to “feel everything”. he’s also got one goal to always be creative, another to be kinder to himself, and a third to do things that makes him happy. but then there’s also the goals to always savor a meal, meditate once a day, laugh once a day, needless to say he has found a way to stay motivated by setting goals (but not necessarily planning how to reach them) – be it big, distant, time-consuming ones or small, repetitive and easily executed ones. setting goals doesn’t stress him out, it inspires him.