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★ - why did I choose to rp as this characters?
I chose to rp as these characters because I've always thought the concept of people from completely different backgrounds all becoming connected through a series of accidents and coincidences. As for the muses themselves I just liked each of their backgrounds the most because I originally had about 15 different ideas but narrowed it down to my favorites along with Jieun and Oliver who already had their own accounts.
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m e e t i n g s
Six months since he lasted visited the woman his mother used to refer as her number one oldest sister; when in fact this woman happened to be her only sister by far, but that didn’t stop the smile from gracing his mother’s lips as she spoke of the adventures they shared with one another. Lu Han wondered why neither of his parents ever thought of leaving China. Travelling always seemed to be the biggest discussion in their home while sitting around the dinner table when he was a child. Places they dreamed of visiting, moving out of the old home into a new; knowing full and well that none could afford to do such exploring. But it never happened.
Maybe they’d been saving up and never made it to their goal thanks in part to the accident. Now the only living relative besides his brother happened to be his ahjumma auntie – not counting the brother on his father’s side that man was nothing but poison – scolding would not surprise him as he’d been in South Korea for quite some time now. On top of the fact that when he’d visited back months ago he didn’t have the heart to tell her where he’d been staying; just imagine such a conversation he would’ve sent that poor woman into such worry.
Now he could no longer avoid going to see her, he couldn’t even he seemed to be wavering hesitantly right by the entrance doors to the restaurant he knew he would have to step through those doors eventually. Pushing his shoulders back Lu Han tried to build up the little bit of courage he had, nodding once too himself before pushing the doors open--- except his little courageous action fell short. Something or someone for that matter had blocked his way. Certainly not on purpose since he was sure he’d hit them with the door trying to barge in and could only peek his head around looking wide eyed. “Mian--- Mian I didn’t see you there are you alright?” he sputtered.
Behind the Lens || Zoe&Tao
His figure was lazily plastered to the bench, long legs spread out before him that crossed at his ankles. The dim glow of his phone had garnered his interest after music he’d never heard of had waltzed out of his headphones and into his confused ears. With a shrug of his shoulders he puts off the investigation that he would make for later while for now he accepted the foreign intrusion of unfamiliar music, but as his gaze left the darkened screen of the device, his dark eyes met with another: a camera. Hands held the camera while a petite figure stood behind it, yet even with a squint of his eyes he couldn’t catch the face behind it. It isn’t until seconds pass and his observation continues that he realizes the camera is pointed at him, and the realization brings a fist to his mouth as he coughs—loud enough for the stranger to hear along with a quiet pleading of his eyes—in an attempt to translate the slight discomfort at being photographed.
She was slowly getting used to the time and effort most men in this country took in their appearance and how a good majority of the time, she had wished she were as pretty as some of the guys within the city, but from what she could tell, he didn't appear as if he were from this country although she wasn't very good at telling the difference sometimes. However, her daze was snapped at the sound of a hacking cough, completely unaware of the pleading eyes as she let her camera drop to her stomach, the strap keeping it from crashing to the ground as she ran as quickly as her short legs could carry her to the seemingly choking man, speaking in heavily accented and very slow Korean as she patted him on the back in an attempt to help him. "Are you okay, mister!?"
