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hi everyone! i’m em, { she/her } and i’m the mun behind park jieon (sena) here! she’s my junior rival spy agent who, i guess you could say, is pretty great at acting and keeping herself from being suspected by those around her. (do NOT trust her!) down below i will list some facts to know about her, as well as a few possible wanted connections as well? you can also find other information about her either on her stats page and even read a bit of her background on her timeline page as well! if you ever need to get a hold of me, feel free to dm me on twt (@teumedom) or discord (available upon request!). i’m really excited to be here and can’t wait to start plotting/interacting with everyone!

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“k-kaiser appeared…?” he croaks out, sounding appropriately disbelieving, a small shudder going through him at the words. “that…” his voice trails off, as though in shock, unable to find the words. truth be told, he is shocked that kaiser himself would make an appearance, and somewhat shocked at the apparent destruction one man had caused. “how many people died, sena?” he asks with a small voice, almost fearful to hear the answer, the appropriate response from someone who would be wholly on meia’s side. little does sena know that the question comes from deep down too, is a genuine question that juwon is asking because he had thought they were protecting the human race. 

he hadn’t known what would happen. he’d just been told to make a distraction, and faithfully, he had carried out his mission. “is lerissa okay?” he asks, the picture of the worried agent. “you’re okay, too, right? you didn’t get hurt?”

there wasn’t a single day that went by where sena just didn’t have that same look on her face, which really helped her out in the long-run having a pokerface 24/7 so that no one could try and read her facial expressions during times such as these. it also helped with her keeping her cover as a spy because of the fact that no one really tried approaching her, more so since it was hard to tell what she was thinking or feeling at any given moment.

this alone was the reason why no one even questioned why she didn’t batt an eye when kaiser had shown up in front of her, even when he had smirked while looking directly at her, sena’s expression never once changed. she knows that most would think of her as being heartless, and maybe she really was at this point, but sena never cared much about what others thought of her. not after that dreadful day when she had been taken from her own brother. now here she was having to act as if she was slightly concerned for her ‘fellow agents’ and she honestly could care less.

it’s the line of questions that begin coming out of juwon’s mouth that have her gaze averting from him, off elsewhere as she thinks momentarily on how to answer the male.

she can clearly hear the concern in his tone, something she had been rather decent at when it came to others and picking up on even the most subtle changes in their actions or tones, though this only made her feel as if he were truly just weak in general. or maybe she really was really just dead inside which was why she couldn’t relate to the worry of losing others around her during this attack they had all just gone through and witnessed.

opening her mouth to speak, she lets out a small sigh before returning her attention to the male. “some died, some were injured, and others managed to get by without a single scratch.” she states, not really giving any numbers on how many were really effected by the whole incident. seeing those who had died, sena remembers only staring at those lifeless bodies, not feeling a single thing for them and it confirms that voice inside of her head. monster. “as for lerissa. she has yet to wake up. she got the worse end of it all protecting us.” as she says this, she can’t help but squint slightly, her gaze drifting off to the side as she recalls everything that had happened right in front of her. there were still some things about what she had witnessed which she was still confused about, though she wasn’t really one to question the reasons behind anything kaiser did.

“𝒮𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒮𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂”

a closed starter for @miajuwon​

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the way she speaks to him when he notices her, their eyes meeting, is a little surprising, and he inhales slightly, composing himself before he responds to her, his voice a whispery rasp. “sorry to disappoint,” he replies with the same kind of dry tone, weak though it is. “i know how you love being right…”

his lips quirk up at the corners slightly. it wouldn’t do to be too soft — even in meia, sena is hardly known for being soft, and to treat her kindly, warmly, would be a strange image to those who know the other spy. he ponders for a little bit over how to answer her question, only asked for the sake of appearances. so much of what they do is appearances. unlike with suhwan, he has no real connection with sena, other than one left far behind in the past. “i… i’m tired,” he says finally. “but better than… before, i guess.” he bites down on his lower lip slightly and he asks, sounding uncertain.

“sena… what happened? i don’t remember anything…”

to be completely fair, it wasn’t as if sena had some personal grudge or even hate towards juwon, she just wasn’t really capable of truly caring for another. well, maybe she did care a little bit, but not enough for her to really worry over him if he were injured, like he had been during the time that this all happened a week prior. she couldn’t afford any sort of distractions, at least that’s what she believed anyway, and needed to keep her attention on the task at hand. though, with being a spy in meia, she knows very well that she still needs to keep her cover, so she has no choice but to act as if she’s at least somewhat more concerned for her fellow ‘agent’ rather than being completely heartless and leaving him in the dark with everything that went down.

it’s funny though, how no one even bothered questioning her random visits to the infirmary, of course ‘visiting’ a few other non-spies just to make things seem a bit more believable and less suspicious. it wasn’t as if she truly cared about the small conversations that she had with the others she forced herself to visit, though she had gotten pretty good with her acting skills since the moment she joined meia as an agent. at least no one had suspected her intentions so far over the past couple years.

hearing juwon’s comment back to her on the matter, sena gives a small shrug in response. “not only that, but you kept going unconscious over the week. i figured you were barely hanging on.” she admits with a small glance around the room. most agents were still out of it, others had successfully recovered and had been discharged, though there were still some present which meant that she definitely had to be cautious as to not bring on any suspicions onto not only her but juwon as well.

her attention slowly returns to the male the moment that he speaks again, giving a small nod to show she understands what he’s saying, though it’s when he questions what happens that she falls silent for a few moments. this was where she really had to be careful about what she says out loud, especially since there were others present. “what happened? kaiser happened.” she pauses for a short moment once again before continuing on. “i thought that we would end up losing, but thankfully we managed to survive. many were injured, some even dead, but we’re still here and slowly recovering from the attack.” of course she may seem as if she’s speaking of meia, though she mostly is talking about not only the two of them but also the other spies and kaiser as well.

a closed starter for @miajuwon​

the attack had been something that was shocking to everyone, or rather for those who didn’t know that it was going to happen. as for sena? of course she knew it was going to take place, knowing very well even when the attack would even happen, so unlike the other agents, as well as the other spies within the agency, she wasn’t really surprised once everything around them began turning to shit. of course, having to keep her ‘cover’, she had to at least seem surprised once it all began.

the thing with sena was that she usually went around with her usual nonchalant expression so even when kaiser had shown up in front of them, it of course wasn’t shocking to anyone around her that she was unphased, or at least just didn’t ‘show’ it.

it was after she had received the message on her burner device that she even made some sort of attempt to really ‘care’ about visiting those who were injured, one of them being juwon. she spent most of the week, when she wasn’t busy training, to check in on the male while sitting at his bedside to keep up her appearance as a regular meia agent.

she sits in the usual chair next to the bed, leaned back with her right leg crossed over the left, a book in her hands as she reads the text printed on the paper. out of the whole week that she had been showing up, not once had she really read any of this book, though it was more of a way to keep from anyone who was entering or exiting to stop and start some conversation with her.

only when she hears some movement in front of her does she slowly close the book and sets it down and lays it down on her thigh before lifting her gaze to look at the other spy. “well, look who decided to join the real world again.” she says dryly, a small sigh escaping from her before continuing. “i thought i was going to end up attending your funeral, but it looks like i was wrong for once.” whether she’s joking or even being serious about her own words, really even she doesn’t know, though there was still some sort of truth to what she says to him.

rise and shine.

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He fell silent for a moment, but the contemplation was clear in his eyes. In the end, against his better judgement, he decided to speak. “You didn’t know it was me when you attacked earlier. Even before your eyes opened you reached for the knife.” He didn’t frame his words like a question, because that was a fact. Cheng spoke slowly, his gaze fixated on Agent Sena to gauge her reaction. “You could have hurt someone.” That knife had a good swing, with intent behind it. “What nightmare did you have, if you don’t mind me asking, that got you this riled up?” To the point of nearly injuring someone. 

And more importantly, did she have these sort of dreams often? Because if so, she may need to consider a visit with Lerissa for some high quality sleep aid. 

Sena knows very well that she needs to be on alert at all times, however, she also knows that there are moments in which she can’t exactly be too cautious due to the fact that she still needed to keep a low profile. It’s a struggle though, more so when she’s suddenly being woken up like how she had just been, her self-defense instantly kicking in within that moment before she’s even awake enough to really function properly. Thanks to the ten years of training she had prior to joining the agency. 

Glancing around slowly, she becomes fully aware of her surroundings more, realizing that he’s correct. Though, she’s even more cautious when she hears what is being said to her. Sena’s eyes narrow as her gaze lands on the male, eyebrows furrowed together as she still is suspicious of him, yet she can’t really confirm whether or not he has any ill intentions or not. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you to not wake someone up? Any closer and my blade would have made contact.” She states, her tone dry as her expression stays the same.

Was she really worried about killing him? No. She wasn’t really one to care much on the matter, besides it would have been an accident regardless, fully his fault for even making such a mistake as he had. It’s the line of questions that he asks which has her scoffing, letting out an inaudible sigh as she glances away from him.

Why did she need to explain herself to him? She didn’t, though she knows she has to come up with some sort of lie, or rather give at least some sort of truth without really giving away too many details on the matter. “I don’t see why it matters, but if you’re really that curious, I was fighting off demons.” As she says the single word, her gaze darts back towards the other agent, the faintest smirk gracing her lips.

“Too bad that I didn’t get to finish my dream. I was so close to slicing it’s throat open.” Does she know he’s a demon agent? Of course, which is why she makes sure to clearly put emphasize on the single word each time she’s around one of the other demon agents within the agency. 

“𝐼 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈.”​

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even as she stares him down with stern eyes, sieon finds comfort in that—he’s not sure why, exactly. they’ve only exchanged a few words so far, but he thinks that’s enough to gauge a person’s personality. “um…” he hesitates, knowing that whatever answer he comes up with won’t amount to much. because in reality, he doesn’t know. he thinks, for a moment, but he doesn’t want to keep her waiting either.

“i think… i have to be careful about where i aim?” he says, voice as soft as ever. “position it properly—ah, like… the heart? or the head?” he’s making a fool of himself here, but that’s what sena is here for. she can put him on the straight path, he believes. he wonders why he doesn’t hesitate to put his skills in her hands.

there was some sense of needing to help sieon, though she wasn’t exactly why she felt like she had to. it was as if there was something deep down inside of her that just was screaming to aide him in his request to help train his skills a bit more, and despite mentally saying ‘no’ to him, sena’s mouth had said the complete opposite of what she had thought at the time. now, here she was, actually helping the younger male but not entirely annoyed by the situation as she usually would be if it were another of the agents within the agency.

squinting as sieon finally answers the question she had asked, sena waits to hear the younger male out before letting out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration before letting her arm drop to her side. there it was, her usual annoyance with others, the thought crossing her mind of ‘why was she helping him again?’. her tongue presses against the inside of her cheek as she takes a moment to calm herself, her tone coming out stern and showing just the slightest bit of annoyance with the situation.

“you’re not entirely wrong.” she states before swiftly pulling one of her guns out of its holster pointing it directing in sieon’s face, her finger on the trigger as she attempts to pull it but nothing happens. sena waits for a moment, watching his reaction before she turns her wrist, the gun now pointing upwards towards the ceiling and sideways to show where the safety switch is at. “you see that right there? if the safety is still on, you’ll die out there.” she states before lifting her free hand, using her index finger to turn the safety off. “of course, the first thing is to make sure you have a full clip, but the second thing is to make sure that the safety is off.”

with that she then points the gun towards one of the set up targets and shoots within seconds afterwards, the bullet hitting directly in the center of the target. “then you make sure to position the gun correctly and shoot.” sena’s head tilts slightly towards the right as she stares at the male, now wondering how he had even managed to get here when he didn’t even know the basics. another thought crosses her mind, one of which she questions how he had managed to even survive this long.

rise and shine.

@miaxsena

Nightmares, disturbing dreams filled with negativity. Those used to be Cheng’s faithful companions, but as time passed and he learned to manage his expectations of the world, they’d distanced themselves and found other people to prey upon. For example, Agent Sena. 

Brows furrowed, lips trembling with words too quiet for him to hear, Cheng watched as cold sweat gathered on the woman’s forehead. Should he wake her? He deliberated, putting aside the novel he was reading to study her expression. Cheng preferred to not get too close to people when they were sleeping because there was always a chance they’d see his negative energy first and move before their brains had a chance to fully recognize him as an ally. 

“Go away…” Muttered the young woman. Her fingers had curled into fists and she was clenching them tight until her knuckles turned white.

Cheng sighed, his mind made up. “Hey,” he called out quietly, planting a hand on Agent Sena’s shoulder and giving it a light shake. “Wake up, you-” 

Annnnnnd then she tried to knife him.

The fact he was fully expecting the attack due to past experiences meant he dodged back with ease, and her knife sliced through cold air instead of his neck. “It’s me,” he said, keeping his voice level and non-threatening. “Agent Castle. Demon, but not a threat. You are at the agency, and all is well.” Other than capturing her knife wielding hand by the wrist to prevent further accidental attacks, Cheng did not risk further movements. “If you are awake enough, I can let go.” 

You would think that someone like her couldn’t possibly have nightmares on occasion, though you couldn’t be more wrong if that’s what you were to think. It doesn’t happen often, these haunting memories of her past when she was taken from her brother, but when it does she usually is in the comfort of her own bed.

Unfortunately, she had a pretty long night and hardly had any sleep at all, so when she thought she was alone she figured that she could get in at least a little bit of sleep to help get her through the rest of the day.

It’s the same nightmare as always which usually leaves her in a frantic mess, the opposite of how she usually is especially around anyone else within the agency, so, when she’s being shaken awake, her first instinct is to swiftly reach for her knife and swing it in the direction of whoever it is. She watches as the blade misses the male, eyebrows furrowing as she quickly looks to see how he had managed to grab onto her wrist.

Agent Castle, his words only cause her to narrow her eyes at him, suspicious as to why he would even be this close to her in the first place. If she remembers correctly, she had been completely alone before dozing off, not a soul in sight, so why was he here now?

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there was nothing that sena wasn’t cautious of after entering MEIA a couple years ago, keeping her guard up at all times as well as playing ‘the part’ that she had managed to make others believe she was. a regular human MEIA agent. she was glad that she had the patience to put up with most of the other agents present within the agency, some rather tough to deal with more than others, though she was also thankful to the 8 years of training she had prior in which she was able to successfully keep her emotions from showing.

in this field it was either kill or be killed, and she wasn’t exactly trying to end up dead just yet, not until she got her own revenge for what happened 10 years ago ( or rather what she thinks happened 10 years ago ). until then, she would do her absolute best to make sure that she stayed alive and played her part as this MEIA agent who actually ‘cared’ about helping out her fellow agents.

today was no different than usual, keeping her cover while she stands there in front of sieon, having agreed to help the younger male brush up on his gun skills. did she really care about the male to really worry about whether or not he was trained well enough to end up confidently going out and using guns to defend himself? no. right? there was just something about him, besides the fact that he had the same exact name as her younger brother, she couldn’t quite figure out why deep down she felt this strange feeling.

externally she says she doesn’t care, that she’s only worried about staying alive herself, though it was still such a mystery as to why she always helped him even when he was in trouble. figuring that it was just the simple fact that his name was similar, she never really bothered to think much on the matter.