#fcxkyungri

[xxfcxeden]

morning.

when the weight on his eyelids lifted, so did the cloud of sleep that covered up his pain. it couldn't still be dark outside, could it? he was confused when he squinted into darkness, but when he moved the dark wall fell and things made more sense. it was bright outside and he was on the floor, covered in a blanket. the thing that still didn't make sense was why he was on the floor of his tent.... he wasn't in his tent. 

well this is new. 

it wasn't like him to end up like this. eden vaguely remembers the reason why he's shirtless but-- oh. shit.

he shook his head, sending little droplets of water about him from washing his face. a heavy sigh didn't make him feel any better as he stared blankly into the mirror. he was on "house arrest" so his wounds could heal but a small part of his soul was dying from staring at the inside of his tent for a few days. eden grabbed an old shirt, cut up the sides. he felt like a tool, but the few friends he did have back in the states took scissors to it without his permission and he couldn't be bothered to replace it. it was slightly helpful, since it wouldn't mess with the bandages (much smaller now) as he ran. and with sneakers tied, he stepped outside and took in a deep breath of air, stretching carefully as he prepped to go on a morning run.

[gmxjiyeon]

▲ hands up — * ,

park jiyeon had always been obedient in one way or the other, whereas she openly defied the law and all those concerning it (especially the wellbeing of others), she’s quite demure when it comes to people within her circle.

minus jung jinyoung.

never jung jinyoung.

but of course, this isn’t about any beady eyed handler in any way of the sort – no, this mainly revolved around her older cousin. the only one who responded to her earlier text blast with something akin to excitement.

come over so i can braid your hair, she says.

and jiyeon comes; moves as fast as her feet—and the thick bundle of hair wrapped around her neck and hugged to her chest—would allow.

“unni--!” she calls out, padding into the camp grounds as if it was her second home (given the amount of acolytes that occupied it, it basically was) as she did a mental countdown to the particular tent that belonged to her cousin, taking note to make as much noise as possible (dinosaur-like steps, if anything) to attract her cousin’s attention.

“unni—are you even there?” jiyeon blinks, head tilting a bit before she decidedly sticks her foot inside the tent opening, swinging it from side to side absently to make sure.

how she thought that was going to work was beyond her—but still.

“unni!”

[gmxjiyeon]

fcxkyungri said: (txt) I CAN BRAIDDDDDDDD YOUR HAIR NOW :DDDDDD and do pretttyyy things with it

( txt ) you can !!!!!!

( txt ) can you braid it all though unni?

( txt ) what if your hands fall off ):

[xxfcxeden]

(txt) why would you get rid of them??? (txt) they didn't do anything to you :(((( {` although if she does remember there is something about seeing a doppelganger being an omen of death.} (txt) actually never mind maybe I should pretend not to see it

[txt] a disguised mutant, or could be part of a plan to trick people like you{' he rolls his eyes. of course the oblivious one would think so positively of people, ready to trust so easily. perhaps he was like that once as well, but those days are foggy memories at this point.

[txt] that's why you get rid of them before they can do anything to you

[xxfcxeden]

(txt) if IF by any chance you saw your doppelganger (txt) what would you doo?

[txt] what in the world are you talking about

[txt] get rid of them. 

[gmxjiyeon]

(txt) jiyeonnieee (txt) why are you the only one living in the church? (txt) should join us!!!

( txt ) i.... I DON'T KNOW IT JUST HAPPENED ( txt ) WHY DID IT HAPPEN DID I MISS A MEMO UNNI WHY DID EVERYONE END UP IN THE TENTS IM LONELY HERE ): ( * she pauses for a moment to think, lips pressing into a thin line at the thought of dark hair and beady eyes; now she remembers how that happened ) ( txt ) but i get my own bed here and bathroom so... so.... i'll just settle for visiting often :c

[fcxxmark]

helplessly hoping

" -- they are one person, they are two alone, they are three together,  they are four for each other -- "

spring, unexpected by mark and most of the citizens, humans and mutants alike, of busan, seemed different this year, this occurring due to two reasons --

first, busan, like what seemed like the rest of the world, had gone into an unfortunate deep freeze, trash can sized 'twisters' of nippy winds and muddled snow chilling every street corner and alleyway, making it virtually impossible to go about an 'outdoor' lifestyle, so to speak, without bundling oneself up.

(of course, however, this was changing -- with every passing day from february to late march, the skies became clearer and silver linings turned from an every day occurrence into a thing of the past). however, in comparison to the first, the second reason why this spring seemed different from springs of years before was due to a different type of spring, a 'mutant' spring of sorts, where those with different genes made themselves known to the world --

not necessarily in the most positive light, at that.

what could mark do about it? nothing. but what did mark feel like he could do? much more than that -- with every step he took, every movement he made, he could feel it, the burden on his shoulders, increasing in weight and in size, the necessity to make the world a better place forced into his hands.

-- however, in stark contrast to this, the only thing in his hands at this time would be none other than his dog's leash.

so mark jogged along some of the acceptable streets of busan, making his way to the greater busan district, abet mindlessly at that, before stopping at street vendor for hardly a second to buy a bottle of water.

and within that second, mark's grip on molang's leash loosened.

and within that second, molang was off, tail wagging, fur flowing in the breeze ... with a wide eyed mark sprinting after him, turning a sharp corner to follow the dog and seeing it circling around a young woman's legs.

approaching both her and his pup, he sighed, bending down for a moment to reattach his leash to molang's collar before speaking.

"ah shit, i'm really, really sorry for any trouble he gave you."

[xxfcxeden]

(txt) fine (txt) FINE {` pouted exasperatedly at his general direction even though nobody else around her knows exactly what's going on.}

[txt] people are going to stare at you. stop making that face nabi