#celxtaemin

Do they have an idol or someonethey look up to?

This person he looks up to wouldprobably be his stepfather, the man who took him in after escaping themalevolent grasp of the Organization.

celxtaemin

wendy hadn’t felt this exhausted after a night on the job for over a week. today had been obviously different as her body temperature was strangely, much higher than it had been last time. the work of moving her body at a fast pace along the music could be the thing to blame, that or the club had been more packed tonight than it had been two nights ago. she’d think that after she had done this for a few years now, she’d get used to it. she was, professional dance as a job had given her money, decent enough but keeping up with her own powers through this was a different story. taking the first few steps outside, wendy could feel the cold air hitting against her skin, her legs and she could feel the affect. she’s dressed in white shorts and a red colored cropped top, she walks slower than normal but she did take her time strolling through the dark night. initially she wanted to get home as quickly as possible. 

she pays attention to her phone in her hand, raising up the volume, just to hear the music she had stored and dancing along quietly like the beat of the music as the was the only one around; and she was with no headphones attached to her ears. wendy makes her way down the long route back home, only her home wasn’t exactly very far and if she was lucky, maybe she could catch a cab but it didn’t look like it’d come, due to how silent it had seemed to be, besides the beat of her music. 

she hears muffled voices from behind her but she doesn’t turn around to see, only assuming it had been those who wanted to make it towards their wanted location, but only she was the one distracted. their words seemed to have been directed at her, as gross and degrading as those words may be, the fiery witch was baffled. this forced her to lower the music on her phone, having it come to a complete pause, walking backwards slowly as she turns around. 

my character will suck on any body part of your character

“You’re not scared, are you?”

[text] Mate….have you every wandered why the sky is blue…

[text] Or why vodka taste like fire, but you can’t breathe fire?!

♛: Sharing a dessert

“Taeminnie~ Sharing is caring…”

Seulgi spoke as her words dragged out from her lips in a small plead or rather a demand for him to share some of his ice cream sundae. They were sitting at the same table on opposite sides of each other since all the rest of them were taken. It was a shame that she had forgotten cash, which resulted in not buying her own. That glass of ice cream was taunting her as Taemin placed a spoon full in his mouth.

“Don’t be rude~ Don’t tease me like that.”

Now she was eager, tapping her spoon consistently on the table; shooting him a pout, though it didn’t seem to be working very well. He kept teasing her and well, Seulgi picked up her spoon and reached for the ice cream. But both of them were childish; Seulgi constantly tried to place her spoon in the ice cream while Taemin tried to block her with his own spoon.

Sometimes Yoochun had to wonder the reasons why some of these kids in the organization were fighting with him though perhaps the scientist used the tag kid lightly for those younger than him, but it still didn’t deter the fact he was curious about it. What were they fighting for? What made them drop everything to join the hunters? Did they just enjoy the thrill of things? Surely not all of them enjoyed trying to kill these things. Guess he was supposed to stay curious.

It wasn’t until one hunter member in particular had dropped into his office with mail that Yoochun decided to satiate his curiosity. “Just why are you fighting? a man your age should be out having fun and making the most of his life.” Yoochun could only suggest, not that he was significantly older but it wasn’t like he could help how he asked. watching them take out a photo of what he assumed was a sibling of theirs he looked at the younger man. “I just want to kill all these bastards, especially the one who took my brother.” there answer was simple but Yoochun was confused by their wording, leaving him to blink a few times to try and think of what he wanted to ask. “So he’s...possessed?” asking and only receiving a nod in return the scientist just nods back and looks down, lips pursed.