breathe you slow

wu yi fan | kris | 061190 time zone || disc || rs || m!a

[yfxnwu]

>> permanent hiatus

after realizing that i simply do not have time to be on this account, i've decided that maybe i should put yifan to rest for the time being. it's been almost a year since i joined bansin, and i really love and appreciate everyone at the directory, and i send you all well wishes for the future. i hope bansin will continue to grow and improve as time goes on.

this has been yifan and his mun, and we say thank you for the good times. if you still want to talk, you can find me on aim (yifan1106), but please only add me if you really mean it. if we don't talk for over 2 weeks, i will delete you from my contacts.

[yfxnwu]

>> editing theme

university has been going ok. i had a mini mental breakdown yesterday but i kinda calmed myself down by drawing cats on the common room white board. i have a paper due tomorrow, three units of calculus homework due next week (probably more after today), and a lot of things to read. sorry i haven't been here in a while. i'm still trying to figure out how to juggle around this account while keeping my personal active and get school work done.

[yfxnwu]

--x

hello, yes, yifan's mun here. barely alive because calculus

college is going great. made lots of new friends, met a couple of old ones. the kids on my floor are great.

i have homework and i need to rewrite my notes, but i'll be updating yifan's character a little bit as i go along. new theme, updated bio, etc...

[chinesedragonwuyifan]

[yfxnwu]

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picking back up after a hiatus is pretty hard tbh

gonna do a character revamp tomorrow. i'm dead beat from walking so much today

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Yifan being a dad

[yfxnwu]

Hello, yes, I am alive

[yfxnwu]

>> My mun's hiatus will be extended until around the 30th.

[yfxnwu]

>> timeline

something to keep myself on track of how things go down the story line

day 1 (tuesday jul 22-29)

destroy weapon shed (self para) »Getting Started

[?] raid infirmary; meet rome (pt 1) »Fight for the Gauze 

self para; get supplies from office » Second Hand

return to safety; meet ceit »Territorial (will reply tomorrow). start first leg of stakeout. help ceit around, eventually split bc persephone is after her. CANCELLED [because my mun is a stupid poop and is super mega terrible with time management she is super mega sorry]

meet persephone; god enemy turned friend? idk we’ll figure it out CANCELLED 

day 2 (wednesday jul 30-aug 6)

cafeteria for food; meet rome (pt 2) [rome where u at bruh]

return, meet jongup*. help him out with the wounds, have bonding time. [will write starter tonight]

jongup leaves, continue with stakeout.

meet sukyung

poison her water. get poisoned by her.

* means starter’s on me.

[bansinacademy-blog]

[ ▶ ] The following is free to be roleplayed!

Thank you for staying with us !

Kim Jongin

[yfxnwu]

>> timeline

something to keep myself on track of how things go down the story line

day 1 (tuesday jul 22-29)

destroy weapon shed (self para) »Getting Started

[ONGOING] raid infirmary; meet rome (pt 1) »Fight for the Gauze 

self para; get supplies from office » Second Hand

return to safety; meet ceit »Territorial (will reply tomorrow). start first leg of stakeout. help ceit around, eventually split bc persephone is after her.

meet persephone; god enemy turned friend? idk we’ll figure it out

day 2 (wednesday jul 30-aug 6)

cafeteria for food; meet rome (pt 2)

return, meet jongup*. help him out with the wounds, have bonding time.

jongup leaves, continue with stakeout.

[leaving space here bc hoping for jongin to show up dammit kid where are you]

meet sukyung

poison her water. get poisoned by her.

* means starter’s on me.

[yfxnwu]

>> Second Hand

It was a surprise to Yifan when he realized that he escaped the infirmary in mostly one piece, though something did nick his cheek, but the blood's dried and it kind of stings because of the sweat that's trickling down the side of his face. He makes it to his office several floors up from the infirmary and finds that level of the building mostly empty, papers strewn across the hallways and various office supplies broken. The printer in the corner is still printing something, and Yifan quickens his steps while still bring careful.

No one was at the counseling wing of the building--much to his pleasure, but he can't help the way he basically presses himself against the wall and continuously looks back just to make sure no one's following him. Yifan makes it to his office eventually, but something is disrupting the airflow coming out of his open office door. With his bow strung, Yifan proceeds slowly into his office to find a student rummaging through the file cabinets where all the students' and staffs' personal data are stored. His attention is focused on the files, and Yifan spots the gun in his hand.

"You know those files are confidential." Yifan's voice cuts through the thick silence and the student reels back, obviously surprised, and Yifan lets his arrow go just as a gunshot rings in the office. Reflexes meant that Yifan recoils after shooting his arrow, but fortunately, he found the bullet embedded on the wall beside him.

Unfortunately for the student, the arrow hit him on the throat and he's currently bleeding out on the office floor, gasping and choking on blood. The gun fell out of his grasp and Yifan kicks it away from his reach before crouching down to finish the job by pulling the arrow that's jutting out of his throat and making a wider hole so he'd bleed out faster. Bloody hands grabs onto Yifan's shirt front for a moment but then drops away, and Yifan sighs. Getting the blood out of his shirt is going to be a pain.

After somewhat cleaning the bloody arrow and putting it back into his quiver, Yifan unlocks the bottom drawer from his desk and fishes out two small keys before making his way to a small metal cabinet at the corner of the room. After unlocking the second to last drawer and pulling out a safe, he opens it and retrieves the Beretta 92FS inside along with its silencer and several magazines.

Yifan only leaves his office after stealing the dead student's thigh holster. It's a little small for him, but it'll have to do for the time being until he can get back to his room (here's hoping that his room hasn't been raided yet because Jay and Minji may have made a pit stop and looked around and that the Plato dorm building isn't in pieces yet). There are screams coming from the floors below him when Yifan gets to the second floor and he takes a deep breath before running down the stairs and passing the cafeteria, a series of knives flying just behind his head as he makes it out to the open field where the blood stains the green grass crimson red.

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Fight for a Gauze:: RoFan

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“You’re right a simple infection can’t kill me. I’ve been healthy for years.” He admitted proudly as his eyes landed on the gauze.

Rome just needed a moment. A quick three seconds for Yifan not to move while he proclaimed his prize that he started after for in the very beginning. How could he have been so easy going? Rome’s hand was barely 3 centimeters from the object then next he knew his arm was twisted—quite tightly not to add—and he was on the floor. His face mushed against the tiles that apparently dirty. His assumption was right, the gauze was indeed dirty as he lifted his face from the coldness of the floor and stared at it.

A snort escaped the assumed younger’s nose and he struggled and fidgeted to get some type of ease to his arm that had been held hostage in Yifan’s hold. The metal pressed against his neck was ice cold causing the hairs to rise as chills were sent through his body. The position was bothering him in more ways than one. Is this really necessary? Well I did point a gun at him— his thoughts flooded his mind as he tried to be sneaky, carefully around to free himself a little bit. Yet Yifan must’ve caught on quickly as the gun was pressed into his neck more and the hold on his arm tightened.

Rome took heed to the counselor’s words and stopped all means of struggling. His eyes scanned the floor aimlessly, listening to the sound of foot steps that grew closer to their location. They weren’t a good position to be hiding. If whoever had passed by then Rome would surely be seen on the floor and it would be game over if the stranger meant business.

“Yifan,” he whispered. “you and I aren’t in a position to be fighting each other. How about we just…work together and take on the person coming. You never know, we might find something useful than the shit in here.”

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If Yifan could laugh out loud at the offer that Rome gave, he would, but his life was at stake so he managed out a scoff instead. "You pointed a gun at my face, and I feel like you would've shot me had you had the chance," he replied, voice a curt whisper as the footsteps outside became louder and closer. There was more than one set, and Yifan mentally cursed because he'd rather do a clean sweep of one person than have an all out altercation with more because Rome himself was a threat to his safety.

They weren't really in full view of the infirmary entrance, just a little to the side of the door, somewhat blocked from view by the cabinets, so at least the element of surprise was on their side. Yifan needed to make a quick decision because he knew that he could only do so much, and Rome offered a little extra muscle to get through at least this portion of the day.

With a click of his tongue, Yifan decided. He pressed the gun even more onto Rome's skin because time was running out. "Promise in the name of the gods, in the name of your father, that you'll help me get through this coming shit storm," he said, quick and short. "If you even attempt at aiming for my life right now, I swear I will get someone to kill you."

The footsteps got closer and Yifan was running out of options, and when he heard and saw the student--a boy armed with a set of throwing knives--step into the infirmary, Yifan ducked in time to barely avoid the first two knives that flew past his head before shooting twice, hitting the student's shoulder and thigh. His grip on Rome loosened up, almost letting him go, and then Yifan realized that the other set of feet was just waiting outside the infirmary, and she's calling for help. "Rome promise me!" he shouted because to hell with staying quiet.

[yfxnwu]

--x

my head's been pounding since i woke up from my nap and i don't know why

i'll send out replies tonight

[yfxnwu]

>> timeline

something to keep myself on track of how things go down the story line

day 1 (tuesday jul 22-29)

destroy weapon shed (self para) »Getting Started

[ONGOING] raid infirmary; meet rome (pt 1) »Fight for the Gauze 

[WRITTEN; DRAFTED] self para; get supplies from office >> Second Hand

return to safety; meet ceit »Territorial (will reply after things get going a little more). start first leg of stakeout. help ceit around, eventually split bc persephone is after her.

meet persephone; god enemy turned friend? idk we’ll figure it out

day 2 (wednesday jul 30-aug 6)

cafeteria for food; meet rome (pt 2)

return, meet jongup*. help him out with the wounds, have bonding time.

jongup leaves, continue with stakeout.

[leaving space here bc hoping for jongin to show up dammit kid where are you]

meet sukyung

poison her water. get poisoned by her.

* means starter’s on me.

[bakingsodaz]

[romanxares-deactivated20150425]

Fight for a Gauze:: RoFan

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Rome sighed though he did let a small chuckle slip out. He knew that voice, but he wasn’t expecting someone on the teacher faculty to actually be pointing a weapon at a student—much less a counselor. Still somehow Yifan was a lot funnier than Rome had figured. Even so, the situation at the moment and their current position was no laughing matter, he knew that Yifan had the upper hand and a grin spread on his face when his gun was mentioned. As much as he would’ve liked to just talk things out, it was clear from the tone in Yifan’s voice, talking was the last thing he wanted to do.

The hand that was once reaching for the gauze slipped away slowly to pull the gun out from the holster. He rotated his jaw in thought, why wasn’t he a quick thinker? It was obvious, because he would rather be taking action right now instead of obliging so easily to what was demanded of him. As much as he didn’t want trouble, and though he really didn’t want to, Rome placed the gun on the ground.

“There I did what you asked, however…” he was quick and swiftly swung his right leg around catching the older’s foot in the rotation to knock him to the floor. The son of Ares reclaimed his gun and as Yifan was knocked to the floor the gun was aimed at his face. They were at the same level now and with Rome was no longer at a disadvantage. A cocky grin was plastered on his face as he blindly felt around for the gauze that rolled in his direction.

“You would’ve been better off letting me die of infection.” He snorted then looked over his shoulder for the fabric.

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Yifan was actually thinking of being nice and letting Rome walk out unscathed with something in his hands, but then he was moving and then Yifan was on the floor with a grunt, hip making contact with the tile. It took him off guard but he was quick to recover, except Rome was quicker and now he's staring at the barrel of the gun that was on the floor several seconds ago. 

From the short scuffle, the gauze had rolled away from under his foot, and Yifan tightens his hold on his bow and arrow. He couldn't draw them because well, Rome seemed to be the type to shoot, so he slowly puts the arrow on the floor and shoulders the bow. Yifan let out a breath through his nose and grins, a small chuckle escaping his lips. "I don't think an infection would've killed you," he said. "It takes more than that to kill you, I believe."

The tension between them ran high. Yifan knew that one wrong move meant that his brains will be scattered on the infirmary floor, and he'd like to keep his brain in tact for as long as he could during this ridiculous event. He waited until Rome's attention moved elsewhere--to the rolling gauze--and then Yifan's moving, grabbing the gun that's pointed at him and twisting Rome's arm as he pushed him back on the floor.

The student fell on the floor on his belly, and Yifan twisted his arm behind his back and put one of his knees on him to keep him there. Yifan watched Rome's free hand move and presses the gun to the back of his neck, feeling him stiffen under him, though Rome was still struggling to dislodge Yifan from his back. "Stay still for two fucking seconds or we're both going to die because someone is coming," he whispered harshly, pressing the gun more into Rome's skin.