#wdtaeyang

[wdmaialen]

“you’re kind of an ugly crier.”

"You're a lot meaner than you first come off, you know?" She continued sobbing, but it was broken by a small laugh. Maia wasn't sure why, but his frank assessment managed to pull her slightly out of it. "Though, at least you are honest."

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[wdhayun]

“it’s midnight, what do you want?”

"World peace," she said, sarcastically. Hayun gritted her teeth. Right. Calming breaths. She needed to be nicer to people. Especially people she needed a favor from. She could do this. "I need something from you."

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[wdsooyun]

“what about a compromise? i’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were innocent, i’ll apologize later.”

It's like she tries to be mad but can't because Taeyang isn't being unreasonable in his standards this time around. Sooyun understands he is not the same person he was centuries ago so in his words she really can't see anything wrong with the compromise but still shakes her head and sighs since she knows this isn't how shit should work.

"I mean... that's fair honestly." Sooyun agreed reluctantly as she held a man in a bubble current of water for him. Taeyang had asked for her help and now this is where they both stood. She felt bad but not enough to really care for the suspected hunter in their grasp. It was first suggested to just interrogate the man for a bit but is was swiftly dismissed and she just knew that wouldn't be the case, "i mean as long it doesn't get messy I have complaints."

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[wdsooyun]

— fresh to salt water

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Things from her past came and went, whether it be in smells, senses or just memories that drifted away the moment they appeared. It's what has keep her going in an sense, just trying to live and survive to the best of her abilities. Sooyun kept to herself, even when out in public to mingle with the locals, or just walk among them.

She always found herself being about the parks throughout Jeju Island, coming during the hours when peak tourism was scarce and the trails were bare. It became time for Sooyun when she needed to be alone, away from the salty sea and next to the fresh water rivers that reminded her of that little river she called home. The rivers that flowed within Hallasan held such a cold crisp when she touched the water, it brought memories of the winters near Geum when she would visit the villages in search of sweets. The water around her hand moved the current under her finger tips, watching the small fish swim in a circular motion until she heard steps coming up from the trail.

Sooyun soon stopped her menstruations of the water but did not leave its side. She figured it was either a hiker or one of the park rangers making sure people were getting off the trail since evening was approaching. It was only a glance she gave the man walking on the trail and didn't pay much mind of it until the water brought her pack to the past, telling her to look again. This time she sighs and turned to the man and by his outfit he was a park ranger, "Good evening---" The small smile that was on her face froze and her body rigid the moment her full attention was on the other.

Centuries ago there was an Imugi she encounter here and there as he was much older than she with the Geum River also his home. Though the last memory she had of them was when she hid in the water, watching him cry in pain as hunter did what they do to her kind. She remembers trying to push waves onto the hunters but her powers were weak, she was young, eventually running away when others came in her direction. It was one of the first times she even realized how in danger her kind were.

But now here she was in shock seeing a man whose face is etched in her memories as if he had come back from the dead. Sooyun wanted nothing more than to think it's just someone with similar features and it has triggered her emotions because now she has tears streaming down her face, not knowing if she should run or jump in the water for a faster get away. "Fuck. Sorry! I was just thinking of some stuff. I-I'll head home soon." Sooyun tried to smile out the tears but it was too much. The last thing she wanted was to blow her cover and make nothing out of something. It can't be him, it can't.

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the aching of an etched blade against the bony flesh of his back, still haunts him to this day. the spiny feeling that so often catches on the fabric of his clothing, scraping with the gentle reminder of his past never ceases to embalm the hatred that flickers so violently in his rotting body. digits rake back the strands of ebony from his vision, the motion only makes him seethe. another day, he will spend by the river mourning the death of his deceased uncle from ten generations before his own. the tragic story of their humble beginnings, always engrained within him – his elders packing as much abhorrence as they physically could within him, as to act as the flaming arrow to their crossbow.

morning passes rather quickly, as all his duties were tended to. oh how his grandparents would be so proud of all the mourning he had accomplished today. it doesn't stop him from dwelling a little bit longer by the water's edge, finger dabbling gently across the surface of the river. it was a surprise as to why his family hated it so much.

the footsteps that draw closer, a reminder that he his morning had lead him astray and straight into the heart of the nearby national park. "i'm just feeding the fish." he exclaims, rather cheery before pausing briefly to feign a smile across his features, "okay, okay – you caught me, i'm not feeding them but i'd like to." assuming whoever had emerged from the surrounding nature was a ranger or some sort of security. it was still a wonder that with all this surveillance, drownings kept happening up in these parts of the park. he sighs.

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down by the water

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Maia missed California, but Jeju Island certainly had more impressive beaches. Maybe it was because of the hidden gems. She was now a local, so she had time to explore every cavern and purchase questionable maps from fellow witches. This beach was supposed to be calm and peaceful. Good for a swim. Also, very popular in the magical community.

If Maia had not been a witch, she would have certainly enjoyed being a mermaid. Were mermaids real? She would need to ask her contacts that question in the future. It seemed like they should be real, but maybe that was just wishful thinking. Maia still held on to the hope that today would be the day she bumped into one while on her swim.

Maia dove into the water and soon, forgot about everything. She closed her eyes and imagined she was back in Los Angeles. Was her grandmother alright? Nana kept asking her to come home and sometimes, Maia was tempted. But, there was something calling her here. She couldn't give up her magic. Not when she received it so late.

Maia opened her eyes. In her mediation, the current had taken her far from her original position. Her eyes widened as she realized she was interfering with some poor fisherman's fishing area.

"I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."