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𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊  𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓  𝐁𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋  ;  if  it  wasn't  for  the  fact  that  he  currently  had  at  the  most  three  demons  out  there  that  he  needed  to  find.   Aside  from  the  fact  that  those  demons  happened  to  be  about  the    closest     thing  he  had  to  family  ,  the  last  thing  any  of  them  wanted  was  angry  and  hungry  demons  on  the  loose.   If  this  Honmoon  Rumi  made  was  anything  like  the  last  one  ,  whoever  was  on  this  side  when  it  was  set  would  be  stuck  here  until  it  was  weak  enough  for  them  to  get  back  through. Not  that  any  of  the  Saja  Boys  likely  had  any  intentions  of  going  back  where  Gwi-Ma  was.   As  far  as  the  demon  King  was  concerned  ,  they  were  all  very  likely  traitors  to  him.

Tae  nodded  when  she  confirmed  ,  pointing  at  her  as  well  in  a  way  to  emphasize  what  she  was  confirming.   If  anyone  had  any  sort  of  pull  to  keep  his  cover  ,  it  was  going  to  be  someone  from  a  group  like  Huntr/x.   Not  to  mention  ,  he  was  currently  sitting  in  his  hospital  room  because  of  the  wound  inflicted  on  him  by    her  blade.    If  he  was  stuck  in  this  mess  …  Then  she  was  stuck  right  here  with  him.

Her eye twitched slightly when Tae opted to INSULT HER AND HER FELLOW HUNTERS. Clearly, it had been quite some time since Tae had attempted to MAKE A NEW FRIEND. Still...it wasn't a farfetched suggestion to say that Gwi-Ma would be eager to punish the failure of the Saja Boys. Regardless of whatever nuance existed within the average demons' origins, she wasn't even willing to entertain the idea of trying to find common ground with the 10th King of Hell.

A scoff huffed past her lips as she retracted her hand as well and folded her arms over her chest as she turned her head away from him and turned her nose up somewhat. "A Demon Boy Band running away from their CEO," she mused allegorically, "gotta say, things just keep getting weirder the longer I spend around you."

For a long moment, her gaze was on the door to the hospital room. She wasn't planning on leaving just yet, but part of her still half-expected one of Tae's band mates to come charging in at any moment. Taking a deep breath, she finally looked back at him.

"So, what-...you guys wanna go on some kind of...REDEMPTION TOUR or whatever? Or are you gonna get the band back together just to keep stealing souls to stay alive, just without the orders being given by King Moron?" She pursed her lips somewhat, expectantly. "If you want my help, I need to be on the level with everything you're planning."

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What  did  she  know  about  honor  among  them  ;  she  had  no  idea  what  she  was  talking  about.  That  was  the  problem  wasn't  it?  The  hunters  they  had  been  trying  to  take  down  ,  had  made  it  so  easy  by  being  so  blindly  led  in  their  knowledge.  Even  now  ,  she  looked  at  him  like  all  demons  were  the  same  ,  and  he  wasn't  even  like  any  of  the  other  Saja  Boys.  A  different  animal  ,  a  lot  of  them  happened  to  be  like  that.  Did  she  know  that?

His  jaw  set  tightly  when  she  spoke.  Thinking  about  Romance  and  then  the  rest  of  them  immediately.  He'd  taken  this  blow  for  Romance.  Not  for  some  blood  thirsty  kill  he  was  going  for.  But  he  had  a  feeling  that  was  all  that  she  would  have  seen.  Did  they  even  know  that  they  had  no  choice  but  to  attack?  That  Gwi-Ma  wasn't  someone  they  could  fight  the  orders  of?

Doubtful.

❝  We  know  a  whole  lot  more  than  most  humans  do.  Why  do  you  think  I'm  in  this  mess  anyways?  ❞  He  was  trying  to  help  them.  The  only  ones  in  his  whole  existence  who  accepted  him.  The  ones  that  he  now  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  get  back  to.  Only  to  be  stuck  going  to  a  useless  hospital  with  someone  who  had  just  moments  ago  ,  had  bee  trying  to  kill  him.  He  kept  his  voice  down  ,  and  managed  to  glaze  over  not  only  Gwi-Ma  ,  who  he  would  rather  not  think  about  in  that  moment  ,  but  also  the  question  as  to  what  he  was  if  her  blade  hadn't  worked  on  him.  He  heard  the  rumors  ,  but  they  always  came  from  Gwi-Ma.  And  he  had  never  trusted  them.

He  was  taken  aback  when  her  tone  ,  and  demeanor  shifted  ,  flinching  his  head  back  slightly  when  she  moved  to  brush  some  hair  that  had  stuck  to  his  face  away.  If  he  hadn't  been  scared  of  her  when  she  attacked  him  he  was  terrified  of  whatever  this  was.  He  knew  there  needed  to  be  something  of  an  act  ,  but  he  couldn't  help  but  feel  like  this  was  a  disaster  waiting  to  happen.  He  was  knocked  from  his  thoughts  when  she  finally  revealed  the  others  got  out  ,  only  for  it  to  come  crashing  down  when  she  mentioned  Jinu.  The  one  who  had  been  so  invested  in  this  working  ...  and  he  ...  didn't  make  it?  As  in  ...  he  died?  He  wanted  to  not  believe  it  ,  but  that  look  in  her  eyes  told  him  everything  that  he  needed  to  know.  They  all  knew  this  would  be  a  risk  ,  but  that  didn't  make  the  sting  go  away.

[MIRA]

Nothing about any of this situation was going to get any EASIER. Trying to understand the mindset of a boyband was one thing, but Mira couldn't even begin to approach how demons typically got along with EACH OTHER. She had only ever seen them acting as a team when they were attacking people. The closest thing she'd ever witnessed to a FRIENDSHIP between any group of them...had been the SAJA-BOYS.

Nothing was simple anymore, things that seemed impossible mere hours ago were happening left and right. Maybe a bunch of demons actually caring about each other wasn't such a far-fetched concept.

Even still, being capable of friendship didn't erase their CRIMES. She had to remind herself of that when she felt the grip of his hand once more tightening around her own for a moment. In a mirror of temperaments, Mira's jaw set firmly and she sat up a little straighter. Her free hand moved to point to herself.

"You're gonna need...me?" Her voice was quiet but her tone was still laced with disbelief. "Man, you must be delirious from blood loss." Pursing her lips for a long moment, her eyes shifted away from Tae and a quiet moment passed between them that was only filled with the rustling of the medical equipment that the EMTs were still handling in the back of the ambulance.

"As far as I could tell, the FIRE at the stadium was PUT OUT." The best way to voice that she was pretty sure that Gwi-Ma was no longer a threat to anyone. "What's your plan? After you find your friends and get back out there?" Once more, her gaze met Tae's, a little sharper than before.

This  wasn't  happening  ;  this  couldn't  be  happening  to  him.   He  had  been  about  to  make  another  attempt  to  get  the  paramedics  off  of  him  ,  when  he  was  being  faced  with  none  other  than  the  hunter  who  had  tried  to  banish  him  intervening.   Whatever  story  she  was  trying  to  sell  about  them  being  an  item  ,  his  expression  betrayed  that  in  the  moment  when  he  looked  at  her.   Them??   Dating?   He  would  have  laughed  had  it  not  been  for  that  that  would  have  sent  him  into  another  fit  of  searing  pain.   That  had  certainly  been  what  the  fans  had  wanted  for  them  ,  but  she  made  it  more  than  clear  she  would  rather  see  his  head  roll.

Before  he  could  tell  them  she  was  lying  ,  everyone  was  moving  too  fast  for  him  to  keep  up  ,  and  the  narrative  she  had  just  agreed  to  was  all  anyone  paid  attention  to  as  he  was  whisked  away.   He  tried  to  look  for  any  of  the  other  Saja  Boys  ,  but  as  far  as  he  could  see  they  were  all  in  the  wind.   That  was  good  at  least.   That  just  meant  he  was  the  only  one  currently  sitting  in  front  of  a  hunter  like  he  was  a  meal  on  a  silver  platter.

Yeah.   She  was  definitely  gonna  try  and  kill  him  again.

Once  he  was  in  the  ambulance  ,  it  didn't  give  him  any  reassurance.   He'd  faked  a  medical  emergency  before  ,  though  most  of  the  time  it  ended  differently  than  he  hoped  it  did  as  far  as  they  were  concerned.   He  looked  between  the  paramedics  ,  and  Mira.   Trying  his  best  to  keep  the  sheer  terror  out  of  his  eyes  from  the  idea  of  being  stuck  in  that  small  of  a  space  with  the  woman  who  just  tried  to  kill  him.   He  needed  to  get  out  of  here  ,  but  he  also  needed  to  avoid  any  suspicion  so  he  could  make  a  clean  get  away.   Whatever  that  ended  up  being.   Realistically  ,  and  unfortunately  ,  playing  along  for  now  was  the  best  option  for  him.   But  that  didn't  mean  he  was  going  to  make  it  something  she  was  going  to  enjoy.

[MIRA]

There were about a dozen thoughts that were flying through Mira's mind, from the fact that she was going to need to text Rumi and Zoey about how she was leaving the stadium...to the mixture of shock slight awe as she felt the injured Saja-Boy suddenly gripping her hand with a still IMPRESSIVE STRENGTH. Immediately, her gaze shot to him.

"What? 'He?'" Her voice was a hiss of a whisper as she tried to keep her expression as neutral as she possibly could. "What the hell are you-...?" The hunter paused as realization hit her, and at said epiphany, she couldn't hide the CONFUSION as her brows furrowed.

"What, the other Saja-Boys?" A small huff was barely apparent under her breath. "What do you care? Don't tell me there's honor among soul-thieves."

Her expression became more OVERTLY CONCERNED, as she gave his hand a tight squeeze in return.

"I'm sure they're all fine, right now we need to make sure we focus on YOU." Summoning all of her will, she managed a smile that could pass as sweet. She reached her other hand out and swept a few strands of his hair away from his eyes. As she moved back from her theatrics of affection though, her gaze caught on his wounds. THERE WAS THAT PAIN HER HER CHEST AGAIN. What was with that? Her inner conflict made it impossible for her to hide the guilt in her eyes that she refused to acknowledge that she felt. Her TONE did soften, though...as though her words were meant for him alone, only without the previous threatening overtones.

"I'm pretty sure I saw the others get away..." she shrugged just barely. "The only one lost was..." Mira took a deep breath and exhaled, remembering the look on Rumi's face when Jinu had sacrificed himself. Her shoulders fell a little.

"I'm...it was...what Jinu did..." her eyes finally met his directly. "He saved Rumi's life," she paused briefly, swallowing back some emotions that she couldn't identify, "I wish...he could have been okay, too." It was as close as she could manage to condolences, with how much conflict she was facing within her own heart and mind.

open  starter  (mutuals  only)  :   immediately  post  defeating  of  gwi-ma.

He  could  have  sworn  that  blade  was  supposed  to  send  him  back  to  the  demon  realm  with  Gwi-Ma.   He  could  have  sworn  he  would  have  found  himself  back  in  that  hell  he  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  get  away  from  for  good.   He  had  never  encountered  one  of  those  blades  before  ,  but  he  knew  enough  from  others  to  at  least  have  a  theory  of  what  to  expect.   He  didn't  expect  what  happened.   Not  one  bit.   Maybe  it  was  the  God  part  of  him  at  work?   Maybe  it  was  something  else  entirely.   But  when  the  blade  contacted  flesh  ,  Mira's  work  quick  and  efficient  ..  Tae  didn't  burst  into  the  etherial  dust  demons  usually  did.   He  didn't  get  sent  back  to  the  demon  realm  ,  but  back  down  to  the  floor  of  the  stage  they  had  been  fighting  on.

Then  everything  went  black.

Any  minute  now.   I'll  wake  up  back  in  that  horrid  place  any  minute.   He  repeated  the  mantra  over  and  over  in  his  head.   Preparing  for  the  inevitable  even  that  for  some  reason  never  came.   Just  black.   For  a  little  bit.   Then  …  searing  pain.   The  reminder  of  flesh  that  had  been  sliced  into  earlier  in  the  battle.   What?   No  ,  that  wasn't  how  it  happened.   Their  weapons  sent  demons  back  to  the  demon  realm  that's  how  it  worked.   But  that  was  the  thing  wasn't  it?   Tae-Gang  wasn't  completely  demon.   His  body  had  been  unable  to  pass  over  to  the  other  side  ,  leaving  Tae  to  lay  on  the  stage  experiencing  the  pain  of  the  blow.   His  eyes  shot  open  ,  and  the  area  around  the  wound  felt  like  it  was  on  fire.

The  next  thing  he  heard  were  all  the  voices.   Not  the  ones  that  only  those  bound  to  Gwi-Ma  could  hear  ,  but  actual  voices.   Frantic  ones  …  scared  ones.   Ones  he  could  almost  recognize  if  it  wasn't  for  the  way  he  felt  like  he  was  hearing  them  under  water.   It  wasn't  just  their  voices  ,  there  was  also  a  sea  of  voices  from  other's  he  couldn't  recognize.   Fans  and  a  team  of  paramedics  trying  their  best  to  push  past  everyone  on  stage  to  whisk  Tae  away.   Bright  colored  lights  made  his  vision  skewed  ,  and  he  squinted  his  eyes  to  block  out  the  light  ,  only  for  his  body  to  flinch  when  hands  were  trying  to  move  him.   He  tried  to  fight  being  lifted  ,  resulting  in  one  of  the  paramedics  losing  their  grip  slightly.

@dancinsaja - [MIRA]

"Excuse me!" Her manners weren't polished, and her voice was still a little abrasive as she moved past the crowd of fans that weren't harmed, and simply needed to evacuate as soon as possible. "You guys should head out, we don't want anyone else gettin' hurt, okay?"

When she managed to make it to a paramedic, she huffed slightly and tapped his shoulder.

"Hey, what's going on? Is there anything I can do to help you all? We all want to do whatever we can." Mira had been ready to take her leave with her fellow band mates, when they all took notice of the flashing lights and sirens that were fast approaching the stadium. As much as it was mostly the fault of the SAJA-JERKS that people had likely been hurt, that didn't mean that the girls felt like they had no responsibility to their fans. The fans were EVERYTHING.

Mira wasn't sure what the paramedic said in return though, as her eyes had drifted down to the PATIENT that they were standing over.

NO WAY. ...FUCK.

Her blade had NEVER failed when she hit her mark. Wounding a demon with it wasn't something that happened, as the weapon itself was made for the purpose of purification and the banishment of evil.

So why the HELL was that demon still there? Why was he ALIVE? Moreover...why and how was he BLEEDING when he should have just vanished?"

A few moments after being addressed, Mira processed just what had been being said to her, registering especially the words 'GIRLFRIEND' and 'RIDE WITH IN THE AMBULANCE'.

Snapping back to her reality that she desperately wanted to escape in that moment, she looked between the paramedic and the demon on the ground. For reasons that she refused to examine in that moment, she felt a REAL PANG in her chest when she saw the pain evident through his entire being. If nothing else, it made it easier for her to put on the face of a GIRLDFRIEND WORRIED SICK.

"Oh-...oh, can I? I'd be so grateful, I don't want to leave his side for a second longer than I have to." Her eyes were a bit watery...because she was a great actress, obviously. And no other reason.

"Abby? Sweetie?" That did require a bit of force for her to say. "It's gonna be okay, just hold on! I need you to hold on, please!" That wasn't a lie, technically. Mira didn't particularly want to have to try to beat a MURDER CHARGE. No, she needed him to live, and she needed to get him alone so that she could coach him on what to say if he didn't want to end up in WORSE SHAPE.

This wasn't just about him being a demon. Not anymore, anyway. Since learning Rumi's secret, this had become about the fact that these demons in particular had all been STEALING SOULS.

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She  wasn't  much  of  a  medic  nor  did  she  have  the  slightest  clue  how  to  treat  wounds  on  demons  ,  Rumi  did  know  how  to  follow  instructions.   And  clean  rags  was  something  they  could  definitely  provide  here.   The  matter  of  what  to  do  after  that  as  far  as  figuring  out  what  to  do  with  a  demon  in  her  penthouse  until  she  could  explain  to  Mira  and  Zoey  ,  and  the  next  thing  she  knew  she  was  debating  if  a  text  was  the  right  call  or  if  she  could  call.   What  she  needed  was  to  focus  on  things  that  mattered  that  second.   One  of  those  things  being  the  demon  bleeding  out  in  her  house.

The  towels  were  in  a  nearby  linen  closet  ,  so  it  was  easy  to  turn  to  focus  on  her  father  when  she  mentioned  the  new  Honmoon  she  had  created.   So  he  had  been  able  to  escape  because  of  her  Honmoon.   She  couldn't  help  but  give  pause  ,  even  down  there  they  could  hear  her  that  night?   She  never  thought  anything  like  that  could  have  been  possible.   But  then  again  ,  she  also  hadn't  really  allowed  herself  to  believe  a  lot  of  things  so  far  through  her  life.   And  she  very  much  regretted  that  much  now.   But  ,  if  what  he  said  was  true.   If  the  new  Honmoon  she  had  created  allowed  him  a  way  back  ,  it  meant  she  could  start  getting  many  of  those  questions  answered.

There were multitudes of questions that Rumi was bound to have. Some of those were going to be more difficult than others to answer, but the very least that he owed her was whatever truth that he currently had that she asked for. Fortunately, Jong-Su had some positive light to shine on to the situation at hand.

Carefully reaching for one of the rags, he started by cleaning the wound, before moving on to dressing it as he spoke to answer his daughter.

"I'm not the only one," he begun, looking over to Rumi and offering a reassuring smile, "but there were not many. There were many that TRIED, but very few succeeded." A small smile tugged at his lips as he went back to wrapping up the wound.

"Truth be told, I knew not if I would make it through. There was every chance that I could fail, or even be destroyed entirely in the attempt." It was perhaps strange to smile as he spoke of such things, but it was difficult to cling to the darkness within his heart when he was looking at the child he never thought he'd know properly.

"Nothing short of annihilation was going to keep me from trying to see you. I would face down Gwi-Ma a thousand times for this chance. I can assure you that there are few demons which held such strong conviction as to TRY, let alone to actually make it here."

Once he was no longer bleeding, he begun to feel better. The pain was worse than the appearance, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. Taking a deep breath, Jong-Su exhaled a quiet and rather contented sigh. After a brief assessment of his condition, he hummed quietly in self-affirmation.

Tilting his head, there was a glow that passed over his entire form. As it did so, the skin that was once purple had shifted into a fair human skin tone. His markings were glamoured away as well, leaving behind a face that nobody would know to be inhuman. His smile remained just as warm.

"The Honmoon that you built is unlike anything I'd ever seen. It's as though the energy itself can seek out true intent, can seek out TRUTH in general. Those that wish to cross for malicious purpose will be hard-pressed to do so."