#shadowxhayi

[itsmagnxsbane]

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"You definitely did." She laughed and then held out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Magnus. I’m Rosaline. Welcome to the institute."

"it's nice to meet you as well, Rosaline" Magnus said with a smile and took the smaller hand in his own, which was covered in all kinds of jewelry. "it seems pretty nice in here"

[chizokumoved-blog]

cyril ☓ rosaline; // bond

☓ Strange.

The girl he kept seeing, she appeared in his dreams. Just passing by, then flashing a dark smile to him. Sometimes her smiles are genuine, sometimes she doesn't smile at all as if she hadn't seen him standing right in front of him. Just walking past as if he was invisible. Sometimes she'd look different, but it was vivid to him that it is indeed the same girl. The only thing he could make of our of her is her eyes. Dark, just as his, even though that doesn't describe the color of their eyes. Just sheer emptiness, sometimes almost soulless. 

As strange as these dreams could be, what he saw the next few days were odd. She was there, standing just in front of him in the long queue. And right then Cyril knew that she was one of his kinds as well, (and he was quite pleased since he hadn't met any for a while) the heat emerging from her body felt strong. He knew he hadn't met anyone with such temperature-- last time he felt it was when he met his mother. But that was the last. Maybe the dreams signed something, wanting him to be aware of a new ally or a new enemy; and he only has to make sure.

He was bad at indicating conversations as nobody could be, hesitantly reaching out to tap the girl's small shoulder. You should be confident, he told himself, you're Cyril, for fuck's sake, he reminded again, but instead his fingers nervously dug into his palms when he retreated his hand. 

Although knowing that the stranger could sense him too, judging by her uncomfortable fidgeting, he felt as if it would take down his pride if she turned around first. Any normal demons could feel the aura emitted by their own beings, a way to identify each other. Thus that, by any means, suggests being aware if the other was an friend or foe, but Cyril took the advice in his head to trust him on this that she wasn't the one he would burn to death. The demon tried sending a telepathic message to her, but it didn't get through. He furrowed his eyebrows. Just how strong could this one be?

[geo-na]

Geo Na walks into the bookstore with two scripts to read over and sighs as she finds her favorite place to read as been taken by a college student and she trots along to another place near the rear of the building. She had just become completely submerged into her lines when a familiar voice called her name and she saw Ji and a girl around her age then smiled. "Hello," she responded bowing her head.

[princeofgwangju]

shadowxhayi On second thoughts... maybe not since he planned it.

[jeanayoon-blog]

shadowxhayi

It had been quite a week and Rosaline wanted nothing more than rest. And there was no better place to come at ease than the Han River. It was one of her favorite spots and she had spent a lot of time ever since arriving in Korea. The young girl breathed in the air and closed her eyes as she kept walking until a certain spot. It was nice not having to think about all the stressful thing, no complicated parental situations, no awkward fights with friends, just the peaceful sound of the water. 

However, a sharp voice interrupted that peaceful sound and made Rosaline snap her head into its direction. Her eyes met with those to whom the voice belonged. The girl sighed and muttered something under her breath. "What?" She replied, raising an eyebrow as she looked at the woman with a bored look. "Is there a problem?" 

Oh great, Jeana thought to herself as she caught the tone of the other female's response. Attitude is just what I need on a night where all I wanted was to relax. Truthfully speaking, the fact that the female was so close to her no longer bothered her, for the tone of voice used in response to her was now the bigger problem. Regardless of how she often used the same tone on others, it wasn't alright when it was used on her. Call her a hypocrite if you will, and maybe she is one, but she just wasn't used to meeting her match in terms of attitude.

Mimicking the bored look on the girl, who looked evidently younger than her, she crossed bother her arms and shifted her body so it was now her side that was leaning against the barrier. "Actually, yes there is. It was the fact that you're so close to me but now the fact that your tone is so..." She trailed off as she thought of a word to describe the way the other sounded without using the overused 'rude'. "Sharp, that's the word for it, that's what's problematic to me."

[jeanayoon-blog]

——— [ + shadowxhayi, daexshadowheart, zjianni, songyi-demigod, chanshik-demigod

There the girl stood, elbows supporting her up as she leaned against the metal barrier that separated her from the body of water that was below her. Han River was always busy at a time like this but that was what she found so endearing about it, the fact that even though the place was so crowded, everyone still minded their own business. Jeana often came here when she needed to think and when she needed time away from the small apartment she called a home. All decked out in black leather from head to toe it was a miracle that passersby didn't glance at her in a strange manner, after all, the heat was getting to everybody, but apparently not her. It was at that moment, right when the sun shone down on her that she glanced away from the sparkling body of water and at the figure beside her. When they had gotten there she had no idea, but they were far too close for comfort and Jeana had no problem will telling them so. "Excuse me." Her voice was flat but sharp, she sounded more demanding than she wanted to come off as, not that it really mattered to her anymore.