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[gmxobsidius]

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[gmxobsidius]

succubus e v e

Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?

music. ( ; he says it without hitting a beat, the response immediate. ) which, well, i guess, that's the obvious answer, but-- it's true. i don't know where i'd be now if it wasn't for my music. i'd be nobody, i'd be nothing after everything i've been through if i didn't have my beats to pull me through. ( ; soft smile in his direction. ) although the second thing, if not equal, would probably be the people close to me. jeongguk, hwajae, and of course jimin-- i may not be a social creature by nature, but i've made a new family here in genosha, and i'm not going to lose them.

[xgmxaxel]

study brew.

gmxjimin

--- The best thing about Genosha is the most obvious thing about Genosha. An incredible amount of mutants and their various capabilities. Running a coffee shop brings certain standards one most often associates with bartending. Happy!Coffee INC. only closes once a year for two days: Christmas Eve and Christmas day (he believes in letting his employees take it off). The rest of the year, he's on the grind 24/7. Mutants and Mutant-Supporting human's wander in at all hours. Some souls are lonely, some souls are drunk, all souls enjoy a cuppa. "What can I getcha?" He smiles, "Coffee? Tea? We also have food if you're hungry. Try the cheesecake, it's my grandmother's recipe." Often he works the graveyard shift himself, usually on the weekends beside the two employees scheduled. Tonight he's absorbed himself in the newest location of his branch, a block away from Xavier's Institute. No one needs coffee the way college students do.

[gmxminah-blog]

Books, the greatest weapons in the world.

        She sits with one leg neatly crossed over the other, the point of her elbow resting sprucely upon the zenith of her knee. The spine of a  book titled: When a good man goes to War rests snugly betwixt her middle, forefinger and thumb. It's a regular position she finds herself in. Soaking up adventure after adventure in the warmth of the Library. It's quiet, but not silent. There are after-all a plethora of students occupying the same space. Some studying, others simply basking in years upon years of knowledge, of fact, of fiction.

       "Night will fall and drown the sun, when a good man goes to war." mellifluous prose spills from the fissure of Minah's cherry stained lips as she finally rises to her full height, leaving behind the comfort of one of the many armchairs, the light of the candle upon the deep oaken table flickering only slightly once she had decided to pass it. It's fitting. At least she thinks so, seeing as the sun has long ago taken refuge behind the dark of the night, the moon having taken it's rightful place amongst the stars.          Minah snaps the book shut, yielding herself a low snarl from Jinx--the beloved cat that calls the library his home--as well as a few sharp stares from some of the holier-than-thou students, though she doesn't pay attention to them, they don't deserve the satisfaction. Though she soon spots someone who does. Someone who she faintly recognizes, from where however she can't quite put her finger on, not until she's sits herself down close (probably a little too close for comfort) to him.           "Hey-- you're that kid from that haunted hotel the other night aren't you?"           The brunette hadn't spent enough time with the small group who she had briefly waited outside with, nor had she cared to listen too closely to have learnt his name, so she leaves it as that. She's not too sure if he'll recognize her, not too bothered either. Setting her own book down atop her knees, she glances over at the piling books beside him, with a brow raised she lets her own slip from the mountain of her knees and sit safely between her stomach and thighs.                                                 "What are you reading?"

[gmxseulgi]

— remember when.

gmxjimin

faces, names, ages, and directions—seulgi would be golden if she was able to attach them to her mind as easily as long computer scripts and raw electronic codes. seulgi is rather brilliant in technology, there's no doubting that, but she lacks sense in every other category. it takes her weeks to match faces to names and months for her to fully understand everything that there is to know to her (not so) new acquaintance. the thick corridors the school offers is a maze every time she steps out of her dorm and the girl doesn't simply expect getting lost, she knows.

however, there are times where information comes rushing back into her head—information about the people she used to know back in korea. there's a moment of recognition in her eyes as she sets a firm gaze at the figure in front of her view. she knew the stranger, remembers him somewhere from her past, and his name idly sits in the back of her thoughts. was his last name pak? park maybe? it began to gnaw, the urge to decipher who this nameless person was because she has always been a bit alone in a big city and knowing someone close to home would give her some sense of relief from her impending homesickness.

she has no idea how to approach this person and instead buries her face in her textbook on the appliances of modern science. it isn't until in the afternoon when she comes across him again in the hallway, stuck between floors and traveling in the same path she had taken over and over again previously. getting lost was still inevitable, a common occurrence, and by this time, even maps were useless for the girl who had been here already half a year. without hesitating, she speaks out across their distance. he was the only one around anyway, and she needed to follow the schedule she was already running behind.

"hey, excuse me," she begins in confidence (asking for directions is something she is very used to), getting a good look of his face incase her memory ever triggered. "do you know how i can get to the other side of the school without getting horribly lost? i'm kind of hopeless." a scattered laugh leaves her throat before it hits her. park jimin.

[gmxobsidius]

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          » » »    american music is so great.

                 he's having a riot, teasing jeongguk-- it isn't his fault if the younger male is just so easy to mess with, and honestly, finding out that he had a collection of that was too good to pass up. namjoon has a stressful enough life as it is, and besides, jeongguk still hasn't paid him back for his wii that he thrashed-- revenge is so sweet.

                 it's with these (very, very) happy thoughts in mind that he finds himself padding over to park jimin's dorm-- maybe it's in poor taste, showing up at the school when he doesn't usually hang around that often, but hell, he's in a good mood and he has money. money which can be used for alcohol. and alcohol is a very good thing.

                  "jiiiimin-ah," he calls, grinning, and no he is not floating outside of his window. "are you in? i don't remember whether or not you have friday nights off, but i didn't want to come through the front door."

                  irresponsibility at it's finest, but it's not exactly like jimin hasn't seen namjoon go all lava-y before. besides, it wouldn't last long (just until he actually had permission to come inside, because he is not melting his floor), and even if it was rather spur of the moment, he wanted to hang out. (he didn't actually get out that often. it was a little sad.)

[gmxsoojung]

gmxjimin replied to your post:o v o I heard that you have really soft hair-- *reaches out to touch it uh-oh*

Oh so it was red— I like red— ( `o n o ) What— oh, uh, hi— I’m Jimin! Can I touch your hair or like is that a bad thing— I— I swear my hands are clean! I just washed them like— ( `takes a moment to think ) … uh— not too long ago!

yes--it was red-- ( ` emphasis on red--because choi jinri everyone still preferred to say it was otherwise -- hmph ) uh-- ( ` blinks a few times as she stares at him -- hesitant for a moment before she shakes a bit ) nope! if you want to touch my hair you'll have to go wash your hands first-- ( ` glances around ) i think there's a public bathroom around here somewhere!