#occisvr

[delyscious]

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AT THIS point, Alyss was used to being walked away from by him, so she almost reflexively fell into step behind him. “Yeah, and normally when people look as shitty as you do, they go to the hospital. I mean, I know you’re ugly and all, but that’s not natural--! Hey, I’m not done talking to you!” She huffed as she stomped behind him, pulling her hood up around her as the cool air nipped at her skin.

“Ya know, for someone who looks dead, you run away pretty fast, and are even faster at dodging my questions. No offense, but you’re being an ass, ‘cause if I didn’t care, I would leave you alone.” Whether it was her care for him, or her care for her overwhelming curiosity, she figured it was probably both and didn’t want to debate which was dominant over the other.

[svbjetarch]

             @occisvr once danced…

        ♡         he’s in the process of cleaning the blood from his wrist, the gash a bit too wide that would take time to heal. it would seem like he did it himself with how much blood was all on the bathroom floor and sink, knife by his foot. the body had long been discarded of before the girl had found him. “  of course not.  “  jongin answers smoothly, looking at her for a moment and then going back to cleaning his wound. “  not sure why i’d want to dig my own vein out, but rest assured this was an accidental injury.  “

        ❅        Many would feel sick, faced with this amount of blood, nearly stepping into it, her feet stopped at the edge, just outside the room, having faced many wounds, stupid idiots thinking it was fun, shooting a person, missing the aim, idiots never again allowed at the shooting range, idiots playing around with hunting knives, driving them down their own legs, screaming in pain afterwards. She had grown apathic, used to it after too long, faced with it often, whenever delivering something to the nursery, taking along the stuff her mother had requested.         "Some people do it", she only said, gazing at him, down at his arm, watching water wash away blood, trying to see the cut, judge the wound. "Shall I help you?"

[xpurinarchive]

occisvr:

truth be told the bump didn’t hurt the alpha but instead, startled him slightly. his brows heavily connect and he steps back to shake his head and give the woman a questioning stare. “  i’m fine, thanks for asking. are you..okay?  “

As a dancer, Chanmi was rarely a clumsy person but she did have a habit of bumping into strangers as she daydreamed while walking down the street. "I'm okay, just a little in shock from the bump... I should really look where I'm going," she bows her head apologetically towards the male.

[amaverasu]

@occisvr

 “  what?  “  jongin looks up from his paperwork and over at the woman, blinking a few times before he understands that the look on his face was still permanently marred from what happened the night before. it was easy to take a life for jongin now, but the realization that his hands would always be bloody and those who got involved with him, tainted, always bothered him. it was why he tried so hard to stay awake at nights when the anxiety hit him. “  nothing happened, i’m just exhausted about all this work.  “  

Silence fell among the two. Hyeonu only stared at him as if she was trying to read through his facial expression. “I find that hard to believe.” Despite disagreement she relaxes in her seat, arm propped on the armrest so her chin could rest in her palm. “However, I will go along with it for now and with that being said why are you overworking yourself when you can’t handle it? I feel like you’re trying to be like me expect it’s showing in your eyes because of all the dark circles.” She shook her head while clicking her tongue a few times. “Not a good look for you.”

[svbjetarch]

           @occisvr once danced…

        ♡ “  i was aware of you watching me dance for quite some time now. i thought maybe you’d get bored and move on, but your eyes hung on to every bend and dip i made like you were waiting for them.  “  while dancing was what jongin did in the club after hours, he didn’t know there was still a straggler left in the bathroom. his act of mere ballet and heartfelt movements now seen by someone else.

        ❅           There was silence upon his question, an expressionless face, the inability to speak after her trance of watching him. Feelings for ballet were conflicted, she wanted it so much, unable to dance, not after what had happened some years ago. Which lead back to his question, his fitting remarks rendering her speechless for the moment, hesitation a feeling she was often a victim to. "I guess I was waiting for them", she finally said, slowly, as if she weren't too sure of her words herself, eyes only avoiding his to skip over his appearance once more, unable to look away for too long, raised to think of it as weakness, that looking away would spill secrets. "You have a good form, it was pretty to watch."