Re[in]carnation.

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SEND ME A FLOWER AND MY MUSE WILL…

ALSTROEMERIA …pay your muse for something.

ASTER …ask your muse for advice.

ANEMONE …abandon your muse.

ANTHURIUM …offer your muse a place to stay.

BASIL …insult your muse.

CARNATION …reject your muse.

CHRYSANTHEMUM …confess to your muse.

DAFFODIL …forgive your muse.

DAHLIA …congratulate your muse.

DAISY …tell your muse a secret.

DELPHINIUM …tell your muse a joke.

FREESIA …smell your muse.

GARDENIA …smile at your muse.

GERBERA …ask for your muse’s trust.

GLADIOLUS …make your muse a promise.

GOLDENROD …give your muse encouragement.

HEATHER …protect your muse.

HYACINTH …steal from your muse.

HYDRANGEA …thank your muse.

HYSSOP …sacrifice something for your muse.

IRIS …give your muse a compliment.

LARKSPUR …put your muse in their place.

LAVENDER …help your muse relax.

LILAC …give your muse a gift.

LILY …hurt your muse.

MORNING GLORY …give your muse a hug.

NASTURTIUM …compete with your muse.:

ORCHID …trap or capture your muse.

PEONY …accuse your muse.

PROTEA …dare your muse to do something.

RANUNCULUS …flirt with your muse.

ROSE …give your muse a kiss.

SNAPDRAGON …lie to your muse.

STATICE …console your muse.

STOCK …hold your muse’s hand.

SUNFLOWER …help your muse.

TANSY …start a fight with your muse.

TULIP …recognize your muse.

“… and you know all about mankind’s advancement, wouldn’t you?” He hates picking words apart from their original context. There had been so many casualties from both sides because someone said the wrong thing or an alert was made against an innocent folk. Unfortunately, this sort of method is one every hunter learns, well at least once they start ranking and may have a spot in the political side of the spectrum. 

He squints glancing back and forth between the dried lavender and her memorable features. If there is one thing that stuck with him through the years, despite his horrid past and current morbid line of work, it’s that he understands a lot more about the night creatures than any hunters should. “It’s fine, but it wont last long.” Gesturing towards another pile nearby, “those are newly dried and still fresh.” Daehyun offers offhandedly, playing into her game for a second. 

“I mean I was home-schooled and spent seven years in medical school so I think I’m qualified to know what’s man-made.” Rina doesn’t understand why he is contracting her statements into useless questions and it seems this conversation was starting to get on her nerves. When he motioned to another pile of lavender she looked backed to them both and grabbed the other as well, handing the vendor some money and stuffing them in her bag.

it’s always the same when she works on him. he looks past her, not meeting her gaze as she cleans up the cuts on his face, trying so hard not to flinch. even though seunghyun knows he is safe, he is in pain, and he is stressed, and no matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop himself from tensing up. never more in his life does he feel more exposed than he does in these moments when someone is taking care of him. because no one, not even his father, could see just how much pain is inflicted on him. his father wasn’t around to witness the aftermath. “a first aid kit?” seunghyun laughs, but regrets it instantly, since it sends a sharp pain through his sides.

he tries to sit still, his hand holding his shirt up for her to work. winching and hissing now and then. restlessly he cannot stay silent and sit still comfortably. when rina tells him there is nothing stronger she can give him, seunghyun nods, chewing the inside of his cheek. “okay,” he replies, his voice softer than it had been mere moments ago, watching intently as she cleans up his wound. his ribs expanding slightly with shallowing breaths. watching the red, hot anger of blood disappear. he hates that colour, hates the coppery scent of blood.  

when the question is asked, he is quiet for a second too long, and the excuse he makes up doesn’t even sound believable to his own ears. “skateboard accident,” he says, takes a deep breath when she sticks the needle into his skin at the edges of the wound and pulls the thread through, pulling his skin tightly together. seunghyun knows he needs to provide more on the lie, but he is too exhausted, so he hopes she won’t ask.  

She didn’t mean to make him laugh, noticing how Seunghyun was tense, relaxed for a quick second and then tensed again from the pain. “Sorry about that.” Her smile was apologetic as she continued to dress his wound. The movements of her hands were slow but steady, taking her time to make sure the stitch is secure. She figured her patch-up wasn’t too good the last time and didn’t want him coming back for another open stitch. 

“I would advice to relax the next few days for the bruising to heal if it’s really bothering you.” It pains her that there is nothing else she could do other than giver her medical opinion. The atmosphere around them was quiet other than the few noises Seunghyun makes under her work. There was only about two stitches left and even if Rina didn’t give the young man a look, his hesitation in answering her question.

Rina hums in response, taking a pause to grab an disinfectant wipe to clean some of the blood that as oozed from the wound. Her eyes then looked about her patient and didn’t see another other injuries that usually relate to a skateboarding accident, “Must of landed on something for such a bruise. You wore padding yes?” Rina really didn’t want to speculate anything more that what he has told her but with her experience, there might be something he isn’t telling her.

She’s quick and might have been around for a while now. Plenty of times when new turns emerge into the public for the first time they wouldn’t be able to hide their excitement or anxiety about becoming a fledgeling. These things take time to master and composure to be taught by their masters if their sires ever stuck with them of course. 

“Oh…  didn’t think that doctors believed in herbal cures or whatnots.” His gaze follows her form as he moves with her, at the corner of this eye he catches a glimpse of a hunter making his way towards them. Nox tilted his head ever so slightly as to signal not to follow them. Thankfully the other got the message. With a sigh, he focuses his undivided attention back to her, “Was just walking by.” 

“Even with mankind’s advancement in medicine, good doctors know there is alternative ways that won’t empty out someone’s pockets.” It was her own advantage being born before modern Korea and learning from her own illness what natural methods are designed to work and what man medicine is made to hide symptoms. “Besides I hate my home smelling like a hospital, that’s why I have these.”

seunghyun could feel his pulse beating in the few small cut littering the left side of his face, the purple on his jaw was fading as new bruises were reappearing, this time hidden away from questioning eyes. but he knows the skin of his stomach was turning to be a variety of colors of red, blue, yellow, purple. 

the empty can of red bull, still in his hand, was responsible for the energy that had propelled him to come to the clinic. waiting in the waiting room, he moves uncomfortably in the leather chair, feeling the loose stitches on his side itching against his skin, blood sticky but not flowing. lifting his head when the door of the doctor room finally opens, seunghyun replies cheekily, “can’t pop by and say hello to my favorite doctor?” then tries to smile around the cut on his lip, but it has him grimacing instead. 

tossing the red bull can into a wastebasket, seungyun follows dr. jong into her room. the unexpected mention of his family, has him visibly stiffening. throat growing dry. “yeah, my father threw a fit.” just not in the way she was expecting. whenever his father had a bad day, and he said or did something wrong he would immediately feel it. bruises covering his body, but when someone asked what had happened he would just lie, telling them he fell, a drunk accident, things like that. “he’s wondering if you have anything stronger for the bruises? something that heals them quicker. the cream i have isn’t doing it’s job.”

then in the way he always does, seunghyun jumps on top of the treatment couch, but this time it’s not the smartest idea, the feeling of sharp pain drawing a surprised breath from him. lifting his shirt up, he swallows down the pain that he is feeling, showing her the nasty wound on his side; a fence climbing incident she had stitched up a week ago. “and these came out.”  

Even though he was a sweet young man, Rina hated seeing him all his injuries; even when she was human the boys in her village were rambunctious but she didn’t have to worry about their carelessness. During her quick look over Seunghyun answered her questions and honestly how could his father be so childish? If anything he should be worried rather than yelling at his child. She did keep those thoughts to herself however and was grabbing for the antibiotics and band-aids to start off with the small cuts on his face. “I keep telling you to be more careful on your crazy night outs. Might have to prescribe you a first aid kit.”

Once he hopped on the medical bench, Rina made quick work of adding the ointment onto his cuts and placing a few band-aids so they wouldn’t get infected. Though in the midst of her work she was ask a question that threw her off a bit, “Stronger ointment for the bruising? The ointment is to ease the pain but there is nothing I can really give you, the skin has to heal on its own.” Giving him a sorry smile.

She wished it was easy being a doctor for a human but to see how slowly their injuries heals makes her wish there was a way to use her own powers for them, like for Seunghyun. “Came out?” The motion of his arm had her sight going toward a large wound she had stitched up on his last visit oozing from his side. rina had to use that money to look away and compose herself from the smell. She took a breath and went to grab her instruments and disinfectant. “I thought I told you to be careful.” Now with her needed supplies she turns to the step stool to begin cleaning and stitching the wound back up. 

Making the transactions quick and concealed from his own kind, he pockets the purchases in an expert manner. Despite hunters being adamant in ending other’s lives, they were all well aware that witch’s potions and crafts are almost essential for them. Unfortunately, it’s still frowned upon by their community to use- almost against hunter laws.