the general

“a disaster? like compass’ chao chao?” mija answered pointedly. “oh yeah, i listen to jpop. and that was a clusterfuck.”

“yes, well, that’s jpop. it suited it’s genre. i don’t even know what genre you guys were going for.”

“uh, duh. jei’s a genius,” mija answered with a shrug. “it’s a good song. people just get thrown because it sounds more fun and meme-y than our past songs. but that doesn’t mean the song isn’t still good or valid.”

“well, it’s got some questionable direction choices. they go together well in the end, but it could have easily been a disaster.”

“you should know better than to doubt! they have yet to let us down now, five years running…”

“i suppose you have a point. but still-- one element out of place, and that song would have been a trash fire.”

“i don’t agree. and it’s not selfish; new age approved it and picked trainees to send,” hoa answered firmly, shaking her head. “i think you’re just upset you didn’t get a chance.”

“please. i know my worth. i don’t need to parade around and beg for votes to prove it.”

“the next group to debut is gonna be lyncis,” she pointed out. “and there’s no better way to get us stage ready than getting us on a stage…”

“and yet, thet is on the show too, when she could be working hard with her unit,” izumi insisted. “we’re all ready. that was what g-project was for. this is just selfish and a bad decision overall.”

“most of the people who fall for it are young impressionable kids who don’t know better. it’s not the victim’s fault,” jina retorted. “it’s the marketing agencies who manipulate these kids that are to blame.”

“i suppose, but where are the parents? surely they should be monitoring their children’s online presence, especially if it leads to something so serious.”

“i’m not trying to force anything! i just understand why we can’t all be nice to each other. or do things together? otherwise onstage chemistry is going to be so bad…”

“you’re sickeningly positive, and i’m a good actress. we’ll work it out,” izumi answered coldly. “to be frank, we don’t have compatible personalities. i’m not interested in pushing this.”

sowon: i think maybe i wouldve been more uncertain if i dyed it myself sowon: i trust the stylists sowon: mostly lol sowon: but thank you!

“if you try to discredit me, my hard work, and my talent one more time, we’re going to have a fucking fist fight on our hands, izumi,” rhiann threatened, looking down her nose at izumi with her jaw clenched. this bitch pushed her around all the time, and now she’d gone too far. “i know you think you’re hot shit because you were a big deal in compass, but news flash– you being the only pre-pubescent girl with a voice developed enough doesn’t impress me. your fucking entitlement is based on a group that kicked you out, and that most of the people in south korea only know about because they love rosie so much that they went back and went digging. you’re not hot shit– you’re just a bitch grasping at the last dregs of power she has left, and it’s going to be gone soon. i have a great voice, and i worked hard for it. i work hard for my aesthetic. being picked for polaris is an achievement, and i’m not going to have a bitter hoe like you trying to minimize what i’ve accomplished.”

“threatening harm on me, rhiann? how very western of you,” iz answered haughtily. this girl was a thug, with no right to be in a girl group, if you asked izumi. she didn’t have the right attitude. “i graduated, i was not kicked out. had i wanted to stay, they would have made an exception,” izumi assured her. “when i get picked and vega’s leader, i do hope you show a little more respect. this attitude is not one i will entertain for long.”