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it’s the end of another shift at the cafe. hyunwoo grabs his belongings from the back room, bidding good bye to the remaining staff. he halts once he makes it outside to pull out his cell phone. with a press of a button, the lock screen flashes the picture his father took of him and his younger brothers. a small smile creeps up on the male’s face. 

it’s a little past five and the sun is still out, meaning he has some time to kill before heading home. paying a visit to the convenience store that lays ahead sounds like a good plan. the plain thought of triangle kimbap makes his stomach rumble so he dashes down the path, phone clutched safely in the palm of his hand. walking pedestrians are probably staring at hyunwoo as if he’s insane. alas, others shouldn’t question his sanity when there are far more crazier things in the world.  

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Yoobin lost her sight on some familiar faces in the crowd long ago when curiosity took over at the endless amounts of shiny electronics and technology at the Chobotics building. Of course, Yoobin had no clue what the shiny looking things inside glass display cases and the ones that humans were free to interact with were, but they were a blessing to her eyes full of wonder. 

She ignored the growing magical attraction she had been feeling towards the area, and instead, occupying her attending with watching humans play with the cool looking gadgets. Yoobin was far too distracted to sense the overwhelming amount of cards and magical heroes in the vicinity - she was the type to smell danger until it was far too late. So far, nothing toggle her suspicion so the female continued to wander around the place, hoping to find a fellow card to accompany her. 

From the corner of her eyes, she saw a familiar figure, the tips of her lips curving into a wide smile in recognition. Yoobin discreetly manipulated her own time to move and appear behind the female, secretly slipping her hand into the other’s with a soft hold.

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   There it was, the super-special-ultra-amazing-Chobotics Expo that had everyone talking. Frankly, Tzuyu wanted absolutely nothing to do with it. This place was far too hot and there was a revolting amount of screaming children. Granted, it would probably be less uncomfortable if she wasn’t wearing all black in such weather. Yet, even she could tell there was a sense of electricity in the air. A lighting storm of strong emotions. It felt disgustingly unnatural. So, of course, Lotus sent her there with practically everyone else within the organization to locate the source of this magic. For what, Tzuyu sure as hell wouldn’t know. Her only instructions were to “locate the magic and harness it using any means necessary.” She wasn’t exactly thrilled with the proposition, but couldn’t exactly complain about a company field trip either. The expo being held outside of Seoul meant she could get away from the city for at least a little while. One fact, however, worried Tzuyu. Whatever or whomever was the source of this magic must be incredibly powerful. Meaning, people who found the source were likely to die. Comrades who don’t deserve death could very likely be the ones to lose their lives. It left a bitter taste in her mouth. 

     She pulled up to the large convention center in her mother’s old beat-up car. All she said before hand was that her school was going on a field trip and she needed a ride. Thankfully, her mother believed that. That old tin can of a car was embarrassing to drive around in, but it was the only option she had. Not to mention the head of Lotus had instructed each member to show up at different times to not cause suspicion of their activities, so she couldn’t even carpool. Sitting alone in a parking spot, Tzuyu came to realize that she had only seen the founder at meetings a few times. It always seemed that the council members were the ones to interact directly with members. Then again, maybe that was because she always showed up late to Lotus meetings. It wasn’t her fault there was always traffic in Seoul. 

     There was a small woman that Tzuyu could tell was the founder. She appeared to be sitting down, not that she could see that clearly. That woman’s magic must be powerful. Frankly, it made her heart beat quicken. Nervousness hit her like a truck. Oh my god, she was going to meet probably one of the most powerful people in the magical community; certainly one of the most powerful people in Lotus. No, no, no, don’t act like some giddy fan. That would just be embarrassing. She had an important task to complete and couldn’t afford to be some child screw-up. Focus, Tzuyu, focus 

As a person, he is like two sides of a coin inhabiting the same body. During the day, Soonyoung is personable. He’s talkative, almost too much, and tries to go out of his way to make friends. As a university student, he’s responsible but also laidback. Most of his classmates hate being paired with him on projects because while he gets the job done, it’s always rushed.

At night, his daytime persona is replaced by Hoshi. Reserved and rather clinical, he’s a magical boy with no time for fun or games. Everynight he’s reminded of the horror he witnessed the day he signed his contract. And so monsters and cards are hunted down with precision. Needless to say there are people who don’t agree with his methods and he’s fine being the odd man out.

Tonight was no different from most. He had taken up resident in the large branches of an oak tree in the local park. The moon was bright and bathed everything in its bright light, making it difficult to hide. While it wasn’t ideal for Hoshi, it also made spotting monsters a lot easier. The humidity was unnaturally high and he had long since abandoned wearing his hood, instead allowing for the summer breeze to blow haphazardly at his hair and earrings.

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Blending into human society could have been harder if she did not have the luxury to simply observe them live their lives to learn and to understand – or simply cheat even more via time travelling. However, without the Order, she would have not completely been able to stay under the radar. They offered her protection. Never would she ever go back into that filthy book or casket or whatever prison they thought safe to lock away all cards when all of them would be captured. She had a soul. She could feel just as much a human could.

It was in a flower shop that she pleaded sanctuary and found some sort of haven. It was there also that she remembered a few tricks that she could pull under her sleeve. The Inventor was also never going to be the Hanged Man’s lackey if that could ever happen. She had to admit, though, that this Order of the Lotus or something around those lines seemed pretty shady. They must have something under their sleeves, but she did not care or, rather, never really bother to ask unnecessary questions. They had their motives and she had hers. If needed, she would repay her due – especially when the founder agreed not to make her an official member yet.

Speaking of the founder, surrounded by the myriads of flowers within the shop, was a petite young lady watering some flowers. It was no unusual sight as the girl was the owner of the said shop. The Inventor, in her human form, walked quietly towards the other with grace as she contemplated the blooming flowers within the walls of this solace. A sigh escaped her lips before she addressed the latter.

☆ how they’d throw parties ( what would go on at them, refreshments, etc )

☃ What they wear around the house

Believe it or not, the embarrassing attire easily recognizable by any rookie is what he considers “dressing up”. That’s right, Hawaiian shirts and khaki shorts are what he wears to impress the public. So, what does he wear at home?

Tracksuits. 

Like the rest of his fashion disaster wardrobe, he prefers colors such as neon orange or a royal blue. However, criticizing his outfit will earn you this pitiful expression as he tries to understand your failure to value comfort over style. 

☾ Sleeping habits