Bamu

Bamu looked up at the sky measuring the time the blonde should be walking out of the pharmacy soon . He stood in the shadows of the alley next to the building his eyes closed the humid night air staying damp on his exposed arms his black sleeveless shirt and leather pants made him blend easily into the night. His head tilted as he measured the girls steps by closeness before easily sliding from the shadows his body now standing in front of the girl. He took her in , pretty , except most girls in the ivory lotus were it was their thing he supposed .

“Jiwoo nice to meet you , its bamu, I need you to accompany me tomorrow night for a business trip “

“6 pm tomorrow and I’m not sure about the time , your uh chemical making will come In handy “

He took the card that had been resting against his fingers and held it out to the girl offering a smile as the moon lifted to cover them in its light .

“Are you safe to walk home ?”

          WAS IT A good idea to leave the veil headquarters so late at night? no. did the thought cross jisung’s mind until he left? nope. was he scared? yes, shit scared. it was way past the usual wandering hour for most, and after an intense night at the headquarters, cooped up in front of his computer and doing his usual hacking, he desperately needed get some sleep. he had classes in the morning and he knew running on three hours sleep wouldn’t do him any good. maybe he should have asked someone to walk back to his apartment with him, but he didn’t expect to leave this late, and by the time he left, nobody was around to help him. so he packed his bag quietly and left, adventuring out into the darkness alone.

“Uh nothing ? Unless you have some coffee that sounds killer right now”

He quirked an eyebrow up at the boy he was kind of pathetic Bamu felt a sort of anger at him , if he was so scared why was he walking alone by himself. He was probably a human , bamu rolled his eyes about to yell at the boy before he felt the sense someone was watching them and his posture straightened and he turned his head .

@bamuvc How many times was he going to play this song?

“Another Jameson would be nice, and if your not busy maybe a real smile thats better than that fake one you have plastered on your face “

sweat soaked sheets and short breaths left bamus shaking lips , he hated seeing other peoples nightmares that was always a downfall. Sometimes when he saw somebodies most wanted desire he would see their most feared dreams in his own , this is how his addiction to sleeping pills well pills in general started working for the ivory lotus was a plus Joje was a piece of relief for him he could get what he wanted there . Opening his usual hidden drawer he groaned when he didn’t hear the familiar crashing of pills against each other. His eyes slide over to the clock, 3:23 am . He shakily made his way through his clothes throwing on worn jeans and black sweatshirt stopping once to run a hand through his bed ridden hair . he quickly pulled open his apartment door a whole new wave of dark taking over his room making his mind run back to his dream again. 

fingers pressed into his skull a boy with black eyes smiled as the pressure became too much for him to bare screams becoming shortened-

Bamu smacked his head once trying to clear his head , the nightmares kept getting more realistic , he himself wasn’t scared but he could feel the fear of the people and it messed with his brain. He shoved his hands in his pockets and continued walking his feet moving faster than usual as he made his way to the pharmacy. He knew he should be careful lately with everything going on but he needed sleep and not to feel the coldness in his veins right now , usually when he was working it wouldn’t happen as often but since the attack hes gotten worse. As he walked with his head down he felt himself bump into someone . fuck. He raised his head and smiled widely his eyes softening and his posture becoming friendly as he went to apologize to the person who he had bumped into to .

yoonoh had only recently been released from the hospital, given prescriptions that he, himself, thought were far too mundane to be followed. if there was anything he hated more, it was the constant need to take something in order to maintain normalcy to the best of his ability. pain killers were one of those constants he’d rather keep away from. but broken bones hadn’t yet healed themselves entirely just yet, were still cracked around the edges; bruises that hadn’t yet faded, but rather kept up their mission to hinder his abilities. with as much in mind, he found himself stalking an unfamiliar path to the pharmacy, his own supply of pain killers coming to a brutal end through tubs too idle to keep themselves filled with the white capsules. gods, he hated this. felt weak.

movements slowed to his usual gait, barely walking, mimicking a limp without the commitment. though he simply couldn’t help but succumb to the pain at times. couldn’t help but slow himself down entirely and simply idly wander through streets. perhaps it wasn’t safe, given the lingering danger that pressed down on gang members high enough in the hierarchy to be threatened by the mere presence of others. but, there wasn’t any other way.

“You know me I have to do the most, you doing okay?”

A - Z Myth Aesthetics

Seeing Heejung so composed was a relief to him he wanted to believe it was okay as he quickly made his way into the office standing in his usual spot next to a huge painting on the wall his back resting next to it , he let out a breath find the words to say as he did .

“I failed you as a spy I should’ve seen it coming I apologize , if you need to rid of me I don’t blame you “

He looked at her straight in the eye he saw through her neutral look she was … scared ? Didsspointed ? He couldn’t tell but all he knew was that she wasn’t okay and he felt as if it was him doing that . Trust was hard to earn around here and she gave him all of hers and he let her down . He kept his eyes on hers and tried not to look away trying show how sorry and didsspointed he was he truthfully had never felt this way before he never let her down nor had anyone else to let down so the feeling he had now was burning him from the inside .

In the company of most people, Heeyoung tended to position herself in such a way that made her look more powerful, more in control— behind her desk, gazing out the floor to ceiling windows, important files in hand as she pretended to be engrossed in something else entirely— but Bamu wasn’t most people, and she found it both tiring and unnecessary to exhibit such actions. Bamu was one of her most trusted followers, a spy tending to her every whim, and the two held a sort of mutual respect that one would for a sibling. And so, Heeyoung instead found herself kicking off her heels at the door, leaning back against the front of her desk for support as she lended her full attention to the djinn.

“You as one cant protect everyone you count on certain people to help I feel as if I’ve let you down “

He sighed and combed a shaky hand through his hair he looked at the female the person he admired .

“I just - I don’t understand I feel like I’ve failed maybe I wasn’t paying enough attention “

He looked around her office for the usual whiskey that sat out on a glass tray failing to find it he raised a brow motioning to the spot it usually was and giving her a look , if she didn’t have her usual set up she must really be distraught .

“Hee are you okay ?”

[ … ]

He licked his lips as he smelt the coffee the other worker was making his mind settling down , to be honest bamu didn’t know how to make coffee and he hated paying for it he usually stole anything he wanted but he felt horribly bad stealing the most precious liquid that had ever been created , he studied the man behind the counter waiting for his response , he decided if he befriended this man he could most possibly get free coffee and that was his new task for the day .

for his shift at ‘the grind’, jaesun tries not to make a big deal out of it. it’s been a few weeks now, and though he’s good at cleaning the actual cafe itself, making coffee is a little bit more of a precarious situation. still, he’s getting the hang of it, and any extra cash is a good thing. although, with ‘the grind’ going under the howlers’ care as well, jaesun is going to have to search for another job elsewhere, fairly soon. outside of gang affiliation. he really needs the funds, can’t rely on sam or junho for much longer. the howlers are suffering at the moment, anyway, and working petty hours at a cafe isn’t exactly helping him very far along.

“Ah a black a coffee , large please “

He held up a hand leisurely waving it .

“And hey maybe I come here at this time since you’re so friendly “

Missed it @duchessvc

A blue flame shrouded his hand as his it connected with the concrete a frustrated noise coming from bamus throat . How could he have missed this ? Usually his temper would’ve been unmanageable , his normal splenetic self now defeated . As his flame died his shoulders slumped , he needed to talk to Heeyoung and apologize for being a lazy spy . He took some of the energy he had closing his eyes with a short burst of energy gust of blue wind he opened his eyes in front of Heeyoungs residence knocking weakly twice then pausing and knocking three more times waiting for the door to open he kept his head lowered . He hadn’t show up since the attack of the two members too ashamed of missing it . He exhaled as he heard the door knob turn the expression on his face falling from neutral to just worried he felt responsible for everyone in this gang they took him in and he let them down , he thought of Heeyoung like a sister and he failed her .

Heeyoung’s home office was silent, save for the echo of her own heels clacking against the tile floor as she paced back and forth through the room, waiting for the landline to ring, signaling a response from one of her assassins that’s she’d been expecting for a good while now. The heels weren’t necessary in the slightest, of course, being in the comfort of her own home where she could parade around completely naked if she so wanted to, but the sound echoing off of the high ceilings was empowering, made her feel so much more in charge, confident. And if there was anything she needed in abundance right now, it was confidence, the overwhelming threat of all out war looming over her like a dark cloud.

“I failed you as a spy I should’ve seen it coming I apologize , if you need to rid of me I don’t blame you “