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the sudden turn of events this night is anything but pleasant,  has left seolhyun with her blood running cold,  any color fading from her face.  the announcement on the tv hit everyone in the bar with surprise.  some have shown not a care in the world for the tragedy unfolding within the ranks of hydrus and the awful consequences following suit;  some have hurried home,  aware of the looming danger.  while seolhyun would be chatting with jun the way she usually does whenever she drops by once her work is over,  she’s left mostly silent tonight.  half-heartedly listens to the bartender she’s grown so very fond of,  attempts to smile when she’s expected to smile,  answers when she’s expected to answer.

it’s obvious there is something off,  fear clinging onto her like a second skin.  her life is on the line,  that she knows,  also knows how hydrus has no reason to hold on her back any longer.  it’s obvious they don’t mind what the citizens think of them,  the uproar they are causing.  the last thing she wants now is to endanger anyone around her,  especially the man behind the counter;  the man who’s been breaking down all the walls she’s built up,  has managed to bring back the kind of smile she thought she’d lost forever.

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that fucker really had the nerve to sneak into the hydrus headquarters another time and this time around grim was more than just enraged. not only infuriated by the fact that the blockheads who were supposed to keep intruders out weren't doing their jobs properly, but also riled up by the punch into the stomache area he had received by that bastard before the hitman sprinted after the thief. contrary to what the buffy build of him might suggest, he was rather athletic and fast. and even when he was furious as fuck, he was about to grab the other by the the collar and snap him back and stop him from getting away. but dogder was quick and flexible, and easily dogded grim's extended arm, just to make a swift jump onto a rooftop, even finishing it with an elegant roll over the shoulder.

@mixdodger​ — tw / intentional drugging.

The small capsule dissolves like a puff of magic as it becomes one with the bitter liquid. Except it's not magic, it's pure science. He sighs visibly as he turns towards the restaurant section of the establishment and wonders why he isn't just eating a high class dinner on this fine evening like a normal person? Because the company isn't doing it for him; they're all rival gang members, for all he knows, and he doesn't want to be among that particular audience. Hyungwon hears someone cough over his shoulder and watches as the person relieves themselves of their lunch a mere ten feet away from him. It's a struggle not to smile at the prospect of the foreseeable suffering; a gift just for him. At least the drug is working. 

It’s a little more crowded tonight than the previous week, he notices, what with the fair amount of young bodies by the bar and on the floor, and he really wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the marvelous opportunity it gives him. Hyungwon gets to blend in with everybody else, just like he wants, and be invisible again; provided that his height isn’t a cause for concern. Sometimes he thinks that he’s in the wrong profession, because people look at doctors like they’re something special when all they’ve done is fight off dying in medical school to not die in residency while subsequently trying to save people in the aftermath of their stupid mistakes. But it’s safe, and secure, and he’s viewed as a harmless individual who wouldn’t dare harm another living being; except he was doing just that, and he adored it.

Much to the dismay of his records, he doesn’t always keep track of the amount of people he causes suffrage to. Sometimes, he doesn’t stick around long enough to watch the inevitable asphyxiation, seizure, or otherwise. Although Hyungwon would absolutely love to, the most important thing is that he doesn’t get caught doing it. It’s all for fun, and it’s all for science. After all, creating the most undetectable drug on the planet isn’t going to happen overnight.

𝑅𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝑒𝓂𝑒: Accepting!

“Whoops” ― 6. Spill something.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” 

She grabbed the nearest piece of cloth, which happens to be part of the table, pulling whatever was on there with her towards the guy and dab the growing red wine that appeared on his shirt. 

Long story short, she was drunk, and so were her teammates. It was Friday, and they would always celebrate the end of the week because they were still alive and survived another job. It had been an ongoing joke between them, a way to know that they were thriving and saving lives, continuing to do so every single week. Which means going nuts with drinks and get pissed drunk, perhaps stop by a karaoke bar at the end of the night, and cry while they sing Celine Dion. But today was actually different, because she was suspended now, and unable to work with them, but they loved her enough to invite her still to their Friday night get up. 

Random Number Generator Meme: Accepting“WHOOPS” → 11. Trip your muse.

Yuyan wasn’t mean. Or, at least, she liked to think that she wasn’t. But sometimes, certain actions were necessary to achieve certain results. That was simply how it had to be, especially in a place like Myeongcho. So, when she needed a little distraction to cover her as she made a swift exit from the bar to avoid a certain dangerous man who had just walked in, and she saw a bartender coming toward her who was carrying a precarious tray of cups... Well, she was not proud of it, but she stuck her foot out and tripped him. A necessary bitch move, if you asked her-- especially since the man she had been worried about had just spotted her when it happened.