TOGETHER IN HEAVEN, HAND IN HAND . ONE HALF OF EACH OTHER ; EMBLEMS OF IMMORTALITY &&. DEATH . THE ILLUMINATING TWIN STARS [ ivory lotus๏นmedical personnel ๏ผsecond year medical student ๏นchild of the twelve โช THE GREAT TWINS โซ ]
Seated at the head of what one could only describe as the worldโs longest, emptiest table, was Sebinn, glaring holes into some poor lillyโs head as she quietly explained just why she had to sit in on such an unimportant meeting.
โOne of the medics,โ the lilly explained again, her eyes flicking around so fast Sebinn felt that they just might fall out of the poor thingโs head, โthey were very insistent about having you look over his papersโฆโ
The girl was cut off as the doors to the meeting room opened, and upon catching sight of just whoever had entered made Sebinn snort.
It was that kid. The others had explained to her that he seemed to have absolutely no idea just where he was, always asking the strangest questions about the creatures around him. โHe asked if I was a cosplayer,โ she had overheard one of them say, โand then he proceeded to ask me why my blood was blue.โ
He seemed to think that he was simply interning at a pharmaceutical company, surrounded by the worldโs most dedicated LARPers. And, to be fair, it didnโt help that Sebinn only exacerbated those claims by making everyone around not speak a word of the true nature of both themselves and the company as a whole. It was funny, seeing him fumble around like a newborn baby, wondering just why everyone around him looked so strange. Not all wereโฆ blessed to look asโฆ human as him.
Not that that was all that great a blessing. But she digressed.
โWell, look what the cat dragged in,โ Sebinn mused, eyeing the man with a smirk, โI remember telling you that all your documents would be processed by yourโฆ coordinator, did I not?โ
โช โ๏ธ โซ ๏ผโ in nil sapiendo vita iucundissima esl
location: ivory lotus hqย
ย castor was used to the feeling of having eyes on him, from the glimmering shine of admiration to the all consuming green of envy wherever he went. however those gazes were nothing compared to the choking hold of his father's when his eyes peer down at his figure, always able to make him feel so small when he is well into his adulthood. or perhaps the coldness of his mother whenever she gives him a quick glance and a small furrowing of her brow. there is always something about him that someone would notice, his greatness, faults and the small details that compose who castor is as a person.ย
โช when he was younger, he was told that he was a star. brightest in the sky, which is why people will always find their gaze drawn towards him. it was the closest thing he could have in terms of affection and a compliment from his parents. so he never questioned much of out what he's told and simply accepted it as a fact. โซย
however, ever since he made the decision to leave his home and begin a new journey in south korea, there is a lingering sense of unease whenever he makes his way through the city. eyes laid upon him, but it differed from how others would view him back home. they saw him differently, an oddity, though a given considering his rather thick accent. but that wasn't the issue that made him being viewed as an alien, there was something else within him that he couldn't see but glaringly obvious to everyone around him.
it's uncomfortable, but castor simply shrugged it off as he knew that he needed this practical for his grades. he knew that he was well ahead of his fellow peers, already starting his intern work when it wasn't a requirement for him just yet. but he needed to see results rather than the faux words that his professors would tell him each day when he walks into class. their smile stretched a little too wide and their eyes squinting a little too hard to be genuine joy. their hands would be placed gently on his shoulders, a light brush as they go into another praise about his work ethics, his dedication to his goals and how they wished for every other student to be just as hard working as he is.ย
โชย ducking his head lightly, an awkward string of laughter follows as a reply when castor brings his arm up to rub the back of his nape. this was his pleasantry, no good mornings or how are you; but rather the constant showering of meaningless words behind a made belief mask of faรงade. but it is his job to follow along the script given to him, to play the part of the golden child of the kung family; the one who will now carry on their legacy.ย
legacy. he wonders at time what it truly means. โซ
so as always, he would quietly walk into work an hour early with his slightly battered coffee tumbler that has seen better days. despite his position of being an โ intern โ, he was treated more like a full time medical personnel, thrown into situations that his textbooks never covered nor his professors hasn't prepared him for. the first week was rough, and that was a mere understatement of how it all went down. however as days passed and the blonde intern had โ slowly โ understood the routine of his odd workplace. there are questions, constant questions and lingering gazes of confusion whenever he walks into work. but he doesn't speak on it, simply accepting it as the pros of a diverse and accepting work environment who encourages everyone to be their true self.
even if it meant that sometimes he would see someone walking in with a little too detailed and well done cosplay of . . . something from a media he doesn't know about. or that maybe there will be times when the metal table of his workplace will be drenching in liquids that he swear is blue. maybe it was the shabby lighting of his workplace, which was understandable, he was running on 23 shots of a day old cold espresso and 15 minutes of shut eye on that day so it isn't too weird that he would start seeing the usual vermillion liquid to be blue of all colours.ย
in an odd little way, castor appreciates the openness of his boss, how kind she is to create a safe environment for her workers to freely express themselves. though it doesn't stop the constant questions that run through his head whenever he has to talk to her, mostly about his credits and paperworks. like right now, how as he is slowly making his way into the spacious and empty room that reminds him of his own home back in dunedin. cold and unforgiving, just like the master's gaze as her sharp eyes direct themselves onto him. his co-workers, or well, lillies as they like to be called, quickly make a bow and scampers away like her life is on the line. castor's heterochromatic eyes follow the shadow of the retreating figure; today her cosplay is more detailed than before.
โชย she never quite gave him an answer to his question and he never pressed for it. he simply apologise for his rudeness and continued on asking about the scheduling of his shifts and if she wanted a copy of his criminal record in new zealand. โซย
at the smooth voice of the female before him, castor shifts his gaze back to his superior, and as always, there she stood before him with some interesting details around or . . . perhaps really on her. he had once asked her in their second meeting if halloween was her favourite holiday, because the large wing behind her looked real, life like along with the curled large ram horns that sat at the side of her head. and all he got as a reply back was a laugh, melodic yet underlie with something dangerous.
โ good evening, miss chae, โ a small polite smile on his face as he gives her a small bow, the cream-coloured folder nestled safely in the crook of his elbow. โ i know you have told me that but this isn't about my credits, it's about something else.โย
his words were carefully selected as he slowly rose back into position, standing with his back straight and eyes meeting directly into her's. although he doesn't show it, castor was a bit nervous standing in front of the female with the manila folder in his hold. there was no procedures told to him when he started his job on how to request for time off, and when he had once asked if there was a human resource to speak about some of his concerns; his coworker turned his head towards him so fast that he swore he heard a loud crack echoing in the hallway.ย
โชย again, he was given without an answer. instead a confused look and a silent opening of a mouth before it snaps shut and some vague wording that he is well aware not the answer he was looking for. but he still politely thanked his co-worker and didn't press more for any answers. maybe it's a taboo to speak of human resources? or perhaps it just didn't exist and he was thinking too much about things again? he feels it's more of the latter. โซ
โ no one told me how to request time off and i assume that since there are no human resources, i will be handing my form directly to you? โ carefully, castor takes the folder out from the safety of his arm and stretches it over as an offering towards the leader. he hopes that the other would approve it, if not at least be flexible enough to work with his upcoming essays and exams.
โชย there were many things that he wasn't told about but had to stumble and learn under the confused and questioning gaze of his co-workers. like how apparently he shouldn't wear anything that's white nor look for a machine to clock himself in for work. the latter part still confuses him, as he wonders how do they know to make sure that he is showing up to all his shifts? maybe they trust him a lot and he should simply take it as a compliment that they view him as someone trustworthy enough to not clock in whenever he starts. there was no official uniform either, no scrubs or anything, so on his first day he had to try to operate a quick surgery to remove a bullet that was lodged deep into the side of someone's body wearing a hoodie. his sweater ended up dyed permanently hot bright pink. โซ
โ i just needed a few days off for upcoming exams and essays. and if possible,ย could i work a bit earlier in the day so i have some time to study? if not, i'm okay sticking with the usual schedule as well. โ
โ ย love ย doesn't ย exist ย . ย there ย is ย no ย such ย thing ย as ย love ย . ย therefore ย , ย there's ย no ย sorrow ย . ย that's ย what ย i ย thought ย . ย โ
the brightest of them all, loved so dearly by his creator. yet he shared no love back, consumed by his own radiance, the evening star rebels against his own father.
even with an angered yell towards the high heaven, he was still the most beautiful ofย them allย
โย โช oโ my little angel, how does it feel to watch everything you once loved burn away into ashes ? to be devoured by the darkness in your heart ,ย this lost paradise that you seek . . . โซ
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WITNESS(ES) SAY HE REMINDS THEM OF:ย ย soft cascade of the rain, overwhelming scent of antiseptic burning your nose, cold taste of bitter black coffee left overnight . With a slight resemblance to BANG CHAN of/the STRAY KIDS.
