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Post by thomas on Sept 21, 2017 23:45:51 GMT -5
(This is gonna stink bc I'm brain dead lol)
He watched the other go with little surprise in his expression, as the other's body language as he approached had given away his intentions; he hadn't stopped him because it wasn't his decision on whether or not Baekhyun was going to go back with him, he couldn't force him and it was a choice the other had to make for himself.
He sighed, adjusting his bag and leaving the shabby convenience store, wanting to find somewhere to sit and eat the snack he bought since he was going to have a long trip ahead of him, almost a full two days, in fact. He was lucky criminals were too afraid to even try anything with him, but the downside was how he was always mistaken for one; women ran from him, men tried to ignore him... really the only ones who were friendly were children, but he didn't speak to them because his makeup made it very disturbing to people around. He hated how he was perceived, yet couldn't do anything about it.
As he exited the store he glanced in the direction the other had run, only to see his small figure near a shadow, which was definitely a bad sign. Half of him wanted to ditch the other and leave, but the other half, the one educated by the camp officials, told him to at least warn the man. He followed, but at a walking pace
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 22, 2017 6:32:01 GMT -5
Glancing behind him once more, Baekhyun was relieved when he didnβt see any sight of the stranger following him, and he soon slowed down his frantic pace to a brisk walk. With all the energy he just exerted, he was surprised he wasnβt as exhausted as he thought he would be. But then again, anything that dealt with rigorous exercise hadnβt affected him that much in the past few years. It didnβt make sense to him since he generally became a couch potato in the past few months, but he wasnβt going to complain. In the end, it helped him out in the long run (lol get it).
He continued in the direction of his apartment, turning another corner to take a small shortcut. It wasnβt exactly the safest of ways to get home, but he was ready to risk his safety instead of being caught. After all, being robbed or held at knifepoint was better than being arrested and sent to jail for life. He would take his chances, thank you very much.
The area screamed danger, to say in the least. People generally loitered on the corner, smoking and arguing with one another, kicking empty beer cans down the street. Yelling could be heard often, sometimes the sounds of glass smashing and car alarms screaming. Baekhyun was almost certain that drug deals were held in parts like these, but he was relieved to see that the street had been deserted for the time being.
He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard a screeching sound and barely had any time to turn around when he felt a slight pain in his back. Letting a soft sound, he squirmed at the sensation, not knowing what was going on.
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Post by thomas on Sept 22, 2017 16:41:38 GMT -5
He was getting tired of this, he never enjoyed when people were frightened of him and it got on his nerves, especially now. Sure, there was worry, but his anger overpowered it; he always had issues with his rage but never managed to get over them, which was definitely a downside for those he was often around. The only person who got him to calm down in the middle of an episode was his friend, Lau, but unfortunately, the man had left camp a few months before to live with his boyfriend, only keeping in contact with occasional phone calls and texts.
He continued pursuing Baekhyun at his slow pace, nearly wincing when he had to enter a shady area with scary people pretty much everywhere. He averted the gazes of those he passed, not that they wanted anything to do with him, doing so mainly because he didn't want to look the druggies in the face. He could remember when that was him, sitting in an alley with his 'friends', so intoxicated that he didn't even know where he was; he quickened his pace and muttered to himself, counting to ten as a distraction. He was interrupted at six by the sight of the one he was trailing on the ground, the creature from earlier now harming him, causing Seraphim to let out a curse and move forward quickly, literally yanking the thing away and throwing it to the ground. He didn't know what it was, but it was only a second before his foot slammed down on its head, the action done without a second thought. That was effects of lasting anger, not that he was thinking about that
(this sucks lol)
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 22, 2017 21:58:57 GMT -5
(aw aw lau referenceee,, but seph is such a buff daddy wowowowow i'm in love)
His brain short circuited for a brief moment, not quite comprehending the scene that was going on in front of him. After he felt the pressure being removed from his back, he pushed himself upright and moved backwards a few feet away from whatever was hurting him. His hands and knees burned from being scraped on the sidewalk, and he could feel his back bleeding, but that didn't really matter to him. What caught his attention was the stranger going berserk (not really, but he couldn't come up with a better term) on whatever had grabbed him from behind.
The sight wasn't really what one would call "normal": a buff man with clown makeup bashing in the skull of some weird monster (monsters existed?!?) with only his foot. It was a bit terrifying, to be honest, but Baekhyun was certainly grateful. He could even feel a little bit of himself feeling sorry for acting so rude towards the stranger, but then again, he knew he still couldn't let his guard down.
Once he was certain that the monster (or whatever it was) was certainly not going to move anymore, he slowly stood up on shaky legs, leaning against the wall to support himself. Biting his lower lip, he shifted his position slightly before mumbling a soft "thank you" in Seraphim's direction. He even hung his head slightly in shame because while the other still seemed like a weird stranger to him, he was an odd stranger who save Baekhyun's life. And with the existence of a monster, maybe what the other was saying could possibly be true?
(this is so bad wth)
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Post by thomas on Sept 22, 2017 22:43:50 GMT -5
(Lau is my baby, maybe he'll have a guest appearance later on oooo
also yes,, Seph is a ,, (realized I can say the f word) daddy and I love ))
One, two, three, four, five, six crunches of bone and he still didn't stop, the repeated movement of his leg actually calming to the anger he felt swelling in his chest, yet he didn't yield until he successfully counted to ten in his head and the thing beneath his foot was nothing but a mush of black and red. He finally stepped back, cursing quietly to himself and dragging his boot across the ground, attempting to smear the mess off of it but only succeeding in making more of a mess. When he finally paused he heard Baekhyun's words but didn't care much for them, just letting out a grunt and running a hand through his messy hair, trying to figure out how he was going to clean his boot off; he hated messes, dirt, blood, and mud especially, and this stuff was getting pretty close to blood.
It wasn't until he cleared his head completely that he realized this was going to look bad. Really, really bad. Unlike mortals, they could see monsters, but there was a big downside to that; the thing that prevented mortals from seeing monsters was a magic called 'Mist', and normally made humans see creatures as one of their own, so...
He glanced down at the mess in front of him and cursed once more, moving to leave the area quickly, pushing past Baekhyun and pulling at his shoes, needing to get them off so he could throw them in a river, burn them, something to get rid of 'evidence'.
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 23, 2017 16:58:08 GMT -5
(ooh,, y e s)
Baekhyun blinked, surprised that the other had become so abrupt and curt in a matter of seconds. Perhaps it was the fact that he hadn't really interacted with anyone for longer than three minutes in the past few months and wasn't used to human behaviors, but surely that wasn't normal? It was different than what the stranger's personality had been a mere half hour ago, back in the convenience store. He suspected that it had something to do with how rude he was to the other, but also maybe the fact that he had just smashed in the brains of a monster with his foot, even after it was dead. That clearly was rage. Baekhyun knew he was dumb sometimes (lol that's a lie he's too smart for his own good), but that had to be it.
He opened his mouth to say something but the other just pushed past him, much to his surprised. He was caught off guard and stumbled slightly, his already scraped back pressing into the alley wall. A soft whine escaped his lips at the sudden pain, and he was stunned for a brief moment, not quite expecting such a reaction. He watched as the other hurried away, and he'd call out a "Hey!", even attempting to follow after him. Baekhyun didn't know why, but some part of him had figured out that what the stranger was saying might be true. After all, the police wouldn't have been able to create some fake monster to lure him out of hiding, right? That was just ridiculous.
And yes, he knew that he shouldn't trust strangers, but the other had seemed genuine with his words. So, that was reasoning behind Baekhyun trailing after the other.
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Post by thomas on Sept 23, 2017 18:54:09 GMT -5
lol Seph probably has mild BPD))
Seraphim tried to count to ten over and over, his mouth moving quickly and hushed numbers being mumbled beneath his breath, all while he was still removing both of his shoes from his feet. He was lucky to see that there was a bridge nearby and approached it, glancing around for anyone close by before tossing one down, waiting a minute, and then dropping the other as well, watching the two shoes easily sink below the surface. He sat up afterward, one more whispered list of numbers leaving his lips as his anger slowly melted to simple irritation, making it a lot easier to notice that Baekhyun, instead of going home, had followed him to where he was now. He made a face and huffed, not pleased to see the other after how he'd treated him, but staying silent and allowing him to approach.
"What?" He asked, somehow managing to keep the irritation he felt out of his voice, making him sound far calmer than he felt.
(This is so short kms)
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 23, 2017 22:23:59 GMT -5
(aw aw poor bab,,)
Baekhyun shifted his position, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away, something he did when he was generally embarrassed or ashamed. "Look, I know I haven't been the nicest to you, okay? And you can't really blame me because it's quite odd for someone out of nowhere to find me, know who I am, and offer me a safe place to stay. Even you can hear how fake that must sound." Biting his lip while he paused for a moment, he mustered the little courage he had left, as well as pushing his pride away and out the window.
"I'm sorry for acting this way, and I'm sorry that you had to go out of your way to save my life. I didn't really deserve it." He laughed nervously, shifting his position again. "And I hope you can forgive me. Maybe not today, but someday? I'd love to learn more about what you have to say. That is, if you still even want to talk to me. I don't blame you if you don't want to, it's completely understandable." His words were quite sincere and from the heart, desperately wanting the other to hear how genuine he felt.
Glancing at the other, he hesitated. "You can come stay at my place for the next night or so? It's just down the block, not too far off. It's already growing dark and you're going to be walking around aimlessly with no shoes on. People might call the police on you if you wander around the dark like that."
Holding out his hand for the other to take to shake, he gave the stranger a small smile, one that was genuine and not all the fake ones he plastered on his face for his boss and the costumers of the convenience store.
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Post by thomas on Sept 24, 2017 19:26:38 GMT -5
He could tell that Baekhyun was being sincere, it was just the fact that the other had been so rude in the beginning that he couldn't get over. He hadn't done anything to him to make him run, he simply gave him a document and the other freaked out, acting as if he were the scariest thing in the world. He was lucky he even bothered to follow him, to prevent that monster from tearing him apart and giving him the knowledge to now keep an eye out for such things. He felt the need to voice all of this but kept silent, dark eyes narrowed in a form of frustration.
His gaze traveled to Baekhyun's hand when it was extended to him and he sighed heavily to himself before taking it, albeit begrudgingly, and shaking it quickly. Afterward he pulled both arms close and crossed them over his well-muscled chest, glaring at the other and mumbling 'lead the way'. He wasn't happy about this, not at all, but it was better for the safety of them both to spend the night in the same area.
Seraphim huffed to himself, thinking that he could really use a drink right about then.
(this is also short and terrible)
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 24, 2017 21:31:22 GMT -5
Smiling to himself, Baekhyun took a step back, satisfied. Nodding his head, he turned to lead the other back to his apartment, avoiding the shortcut now because he really didn't feel like seeing the smashed skull of the monster that had attacked him only a mere half hour ago. He was glad that the stranger had agreed to stay the night and maybe explain a little but more to Baekhyun. And even though that this seemed to be unusual, it couldn't be any worse than nearly being killed by something that he didn't even think would exist.
-- (imma put a little teensy time skip here bc idk what else to put in this post lol) --
Leaving the door open for the other, Baekhyun kicked his sneakers off at the entrance of the little apartment, yawning softly. Rubbing the back of his neck, he moved to stand in the kitchen/living room, gesturing around. "I know it's not much, but it's the only home I've had for a few months. Make yourself comfortable." The place wasn't exactly large and in the best condition, but it worked for a single person, especially since Baekhyun was on the run.
Shuffling into the kitchen, he glanced back at the other, head tilted as he asked if the stranger was hungry or wanted something to drink. Sure, he hadn't exactly interacted with many people these past few months, but he still knew his manners when he invited someone into his home.
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Post by thomas on Sept 24, 2017 22:09:00 GMT -5
Seraphim would have been disgusted by his surroundings if it weren't for his exhaustion brought on by all the irritation and anger that built up through the day, as well as stomping the life out of some monster. He sighed, settling down on the ugly, hole-filled couch and stretching out the best he could, legs still bending because of impressive height and the lacking length of the couch.
At the prompting of food he just grunted a 'no', just the thought of ingesting anything now making his stomach churn in the worst way. He often skipped meals like this when he got over emotional, which was a lot, because feeling so much at once and then nothing at all was sickening, mentally and physically so. He just wanted to sleep and leave this day behind, he wanted to finally start the journey back to camp with or without this guy, at this point he didn't mind the punishment he'd receive if he returned without him.
With another sigh he pulled his phone from his back, wanting to shoot Lau a few texts before he slept, just to let him know that he found who he was looking for and that the dude was a brat. As he glanced at the man's profile though, the picture there caused his stomach to coil into a knot. It was a picture of Lau grinning with his boyfriend sleeping on his lap, book still in hand; it would've been a happy picture if it didn't just remind Seph of how alone he was these days. Whatever, he'd text him in the morning. He pressed the lock button on his phone and rolled over, closing his eyes.
lmao this is bad and Seph is an emotional baby
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 25, 2017 14:23:16 GMT -5
Baekhyun stared at the other before nodding his head slowly, a bit unsure on what to say and do. He knew that he had previously acted out of line, but who could blame him? He was living in a constant state of fear, it was difficult to believe what anyone said to him these past few days. He didnβt know if he hurt the otherβs feelings with the way that the stranger was acting, and he opened his mouth to say something...
... only to be deterred by the fact that the other shut his eyes and turned around, clearly not in the mood to interact.
Snapping his mouth shut, Baekhyun would move around awkwardly in his own apartment as he got himself something small to eat. He wasnβt exactly hungry, but if he didnβt shove something down his throat, he wouldnβt be able to concentrate or keep up his strength. He glanced around for his notebook, wanting something to doodle in as a distraction from the fact that he literally just invited a stranger into his home. Plus, it was still way too early for him to fall asleep (not like he even could tonight). He spotted it on the little coffee table beside the otherβs position on the couch and hesitantly moved forwards, not really wanting to disturb the stranger. He reluctantly thought that maybe this was a bad idea, that maybe he shouldβve just let the other run off and forgot about the whole situation.
Yet, he couldnβt.
Something about the other called out to him, once he got over his fear and realized that the stranger wasnβt so bad. He hoped that things would change between them, but he was unsure. Tucking his notebook under his arm, he glanced at the other and whispered a soft βGood nightβ before moving to his bedroom.
(idk where else to go from here lmao)
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Post by thomas on Sept 25, 2017 17:08:16 GMT -5
(Uhh.. maybe skip to their later journey? like,, when the first thing goes wrong or when they're just leaving?)
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 25, 2017 20:28:31 GMT -5
(ooh yeye,, like, a few days after Baekhyun is attacked? And Seph has explained everything,,, like, who his dad is and whatnot? So they're on the way to the camp?? And then they realize (or really, Seph realizes) that they're being trailed?)
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Post by thomas on Sept 25, 2017 21:58:48 GMT -5
(Oohh yeyeye I love))
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Sept 26, 2017 21:37:00 GMT -5
(yeyeye,, do you want me to start?)
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Post by thomas on Sept 27, 2017 10:39:31 GMT -5
(Yes please friendooooo)
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Post by VΙͺα΄Ιͺα΄α΄α΄s on Oct 12, 2017 21:26:28 GMT -5
Baekhyun yawned softly, attempting to rub the sleep from his eyes as he sat up in bed, squinting at the numbers on his phone. 5:33. It was five in the morning and here he was, awake. He had been unable to get a decent amount of night's sleep recently, much to his chagrin. He didn't even know why such a thing was happening. After the weird monster incident that led him to traveling with Seraphim, his body decided that what he needed was less sleep. Maybe it's because he was still thinking about all the information that the other had shoved down his throat, hurriedly explaining everything as they left his shabby apartment. Who knows what the reason to his insomnia was, but he wasn't very happy with it.
Cursing under his breath, he slipped away from his dingy motel bed, glancing over at the other bed that held Seraphim's frame as he made his way to the bathroom. His footsteps were light as he padded into the room, desperately wanting to freshen up. Hopefully, the water would wake his body up, but that was wishful thinking.
He stared at his reflection in the mirror as he turned on the sink, allowing his fingers to test the water as it changed from lukewarm to warm. He glanced back into the larger portion of the motel room, wondering if Seraphim was awake yet. The two of them hadn't exactly talked much the past few days, but Baekhyun expected that. After the monster incident, and his crappy attitude before, he didn't blame Seraphim for being quiet. But, it was getting pretty lonely just talking to himself and his inner thoughts.
Sighing, he moved to wash his face, splashing it with warm water, hoping that the liquid would wash his worries away as well.
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Post by thomas on Oct 15, 2017 0:49:37 GMT -5
(I already know this is gonna suck and I haven't even started smh))
The sound of running water quickly jarred Seraphim from his fitful sleep, his eyes snapping open and his body going rigid, his guard rising as he listened to the rustling sounds coming from the bathroom. As he slowly woke more he began to recall his situation and surroundings, the presence of Baekhyun squirming its way back into his memory and causing him to let out a sigh, one full of exhaustion and impatience. He wanted to be back at camp already, where it was safe and he didn't have to worry about waking up to some kind of ugly creature hovering over him.
After laying in the same spot and listening to the sounds of the sink, he finally pushed himself into a sitting position on the bed, legs hanging off of the sides and his heels resting on the soiled carpet; he felt lucky that even through his fatigue, he'd been smart enough to keep his socks on the previous night. One more sigh later and he was on his feet, lumbering over to the bathroom where his bag was kept, but also where the other man seemed to be freshening up. Why didn't he just take a shower? They couldn't laze around, sure, but hygiene was important, at least in his eyes.
Once he made it into the bathroom he stretched, his back and shoulders popping as he elevated his arms and arched his body, allowing a grunt of satisfaction to escape his lips as he did this. He didn't seem to even really glance over at Baekhyun, instead taking a quick look in the mirror and deciding that if the other wasn't going to shower, he was going to take advantage of the opportunity, as his makeup was smudged, his shirt was dirty with obvious sweat stains, and his long hair was knotted in several places. He turned his back to the other male and began stripping his shirt from his body, quickly getting it off and starting the faucet in the tub directly after. His back, laden with scars- the worst of which being a very large slice stretching the length of his body- and covered with dark freckles was in full view of the other, yet he didn't seem very self-conscious. Perhaps it was the haze of sleep still clouding his brain that made him so confident; that, or just maybe he was warming up to Baekhyun. Maybe.
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