#ghxseon

YONEBAYASHI SAIKO: are you procrastinating while answering this question?

❈ — kamishiro rize: do you get bored easily?

   “I don’t think so but..” she trails off, allowing a silence to engulf the space around her. Nina hadn’t really sat down to think so thoroughly about herself and her traits, she had no reason to either. “I think I get bored of people easily.” The blonde imagined the ‘people’ in question mainly applied to most of the members in her faction.

uta: have people ever told you you’re two faced?

ft. sylphide ( @ghxseon​ )

it is not safe out there. not anymore that is. it has been so for the last three years now. she always kept it for herself except for two separate occasions: the one time when she went after the doves who murdered her friends and who was responsible for her transformation and the other time when she had a run in with a dove who broke her previous mask — she should thank that dove, because they might lost anything about her since she change considerably now. however, dreaming to live a sweet life till the end was hopeless wishing. nonetheless, rei took it one day at a time while staying in the shadows.

earlier that day, she received a call from a client. it seemed that there was a few bodies to make disappear from that one human syndicate down the 3rd ward. it always made her laugh how ghouls were treated so unfairly when there were humans committing horrific crimes that were equally “terrible” and even more unjustifiable. anyway, why would she care? it was not like her little person could make a difference. therefore, after work at the boutique, she went home to prep herself — to shift from her human persona to her ghoul’s.

one hoodie; one wig; one legging; one mask; a pair of combat boots later...

she left the comfort of her home jumping from one roof to the next when she could — if it was safe to freely parkour her way to the 23rd ward as she preferred it without limitation to act like a human — or roaming around as limited as possible — like actually climbing the fences for example — and arrived to some sketchy neighborhood that was really close to the 25th ward — aka the ghouls’ nest. the client was already there when she arrived. he was tapping the ground impatiently, because he was probably scared as hell. at any minute, a ghoul could have jumped him and made him his dinner. she had three bodies to dispose of. the meat was going to be sold by some “broker” she dealt with. the rest was either being thrown away or being kept for her business.

it was around four in the morning when she was done with the job. now, she had to head back home. that was the tricky part. first of all, she took the underground road, the sewers, on her way back. with the wretched smell of human blood on her coupled with her own human smell, she had a very tainted smell of ghoul left — perks of being a halfling. usually she would maybe have a running with some ghouls, but, that early morning, what she ran into was beyond her. dove. the sewers were no place for this murderer in suit. around the said dove, there was a corpse meaning that this dove was not here to play. 

( fluffy starter for @ghxseon )

“it’s the last one, do you want to maybe share?” 

hearing the question, hana does a double take to make sure that the girl is indeed talking to her. it’s still startling to realize that it’s now so easy for anyone to come talk to her; without her identifying mask, she looks just like everyone else and can easily be labeled as someone harmless. the her of five years ago would not have been able to go incognito -- for her reputation preceded her and had people talking everywhere. 

coming out of her stupor, her eyes focus on the cloud-like pink ball of spun sugar hanging on the vendor’s cart. which is apparently what the stranger is referring to. she’s been too engrossed in her thoughts that she doesn’t realize she’s been staring at the cotton candy the entire time. “sorry.” she smiles sheepishly and shakes her head. “you can go ahead and have it if you want. sweets are bad for my health.” 

     Her breath is accelerated, heart overactive in excitement. Eyes relaying the thrill of the chase, she runs from her pursuer flanked by two other ghouls. Bodies on the precipice of decomposing, chunks missing from their flesh, were left behind in the parks they had just frequented. It was a game she’d joined her fellow companions in; chasing humans down with their sub par running and speed and eating until their bellies were full and adrenaline was sated. 

     It was their carelessness that had them in their current trouble, CCG hot on their trails. Minyoung thought that they stood no chance at catching them; that was until she was struck on her side, hands immediately clutching the open wound in confusion as she leaned towards an alley. There was a man close behind her striking once again as she tried to shake them, hissing from behind her mask.. 

     “Just come back for her! These two are more dangerous!” She hears from another one of them up the street. The man gives her just one more glance and then he’s running after the others. She slides against the wall, fingers pushing together the ripped flesh of her side, trying in vain to get it to fix itself. When it doesn’t work she’s confused, never been hurt like this in her lifetime. Her sisters had told tales of bodies regenerating after an injury, but of course her overactive mind had completely forgone the crucial information about being full, having to eat for the process to work. 

     She groans to herself, sound echoing around her in the alley. She can hear the fall of running footsteps and thinks this is it, they’ve come back for her so soon. When she looks up, with a seething glare, it’s pointed not at the man from before but a new woman.