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Cyhiraeth was going on her usual after supper walk through the park; there was something about the night breeze that relaxed her in a way that most other things did not. It was hard enough living with images of death practically every time she closed her eyes, but on top of that she had found that by living at Mount Phoenix, she realized how truly lonely she was. She constantly saw other Gods and Goddesses out with their children, and it stabbed at her heart at the fact that her own children were nowhere to be found. It had only been a couple weeks since Cyhiraeth had gotten here, but she had hoped to see her children almost right away and the fact that she had it made her sad and lonely feelings bubble inside of her. Her usually confident facade was broken on nights like these, as she let the tears that she kept hidden freely flow, but only after making sure no one was around her. 

After plopping herself on a bench in the middle of the park, far away from any ponds or rivers in the area to ward off any unwanted thoughts, she let the tears finally drip from her eyes. It had been so long since she had seen her children and the sheer fact that they might not even be at Mount Phoenix really hit her hard. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, a figure standing about ten yards away caught her attention: that hair, those shoulders, that posture. It could only be one person.

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Might have seemed silly, even unnecessary to sign up for such thing since she just could go out in a date with Taemin, he’d probably give her the right amount and type of attention, but seemed fun the moment she saw the flyer around the city. She was feeling oddly sociable, and meeting a new toy didn’t seemed like a bad idea at all. For someone like her who so easily gets bored, this was quite exciting.

Tight red gown hugged her curves as she gave a final glance to herself before stepping out of her apartment-- sharp black stilettos leading the way downstairs and out of the Sphinx complex, where she soon took a cab towards her next location-- Noona’s. She had to admit, her date had a great taste and she couldn’t deny she loved some good Italian plate under dim lights in good company, which hopefully he was going to be.

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     There are times when an occurrence renders a person into a shocked state of numbness, or the opposite of loud hysterics, and in Jimin’s case after being threatened at knife point and stripped clean of valuables he fell somewhere in between. Outwardly it seemed he’d frozen up after the guy had taken off due someone approaching them, inside a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts bouncing off each other which proceed to block actual conscious thought towards surrounding aftermath to surface into any kind of action, or release.

     He registered the words coming from the side quick enough, then a stranger standing in front of him but despite being aware logically this one obviously had no agenda of hurting him, Jimin flinched back over the tone used, mouth a flat line second later as he tried to signal it was fine, a jerky movement of hand waved in the air between them. The threat itself was over, he did realize but the demigod was shaking still. Great.