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He sits and waits for the devil to abet his escape.

France had done him good, a special treat to a taste of different flesh. Nobody had seen the disappearance of the respected man coming, all caught by surprise when he took off without a single word said. He had left a print on people’s mind, his dominant and serious nature and personality certainly sparking people’s interests. But now he had returned with renewed energy, energy to leave another mark on willing flesh. But would he still be the exact same? Would he still be able to tell if the faces he once knew were true to him? He didn’t know, but he was willing to find out anyway.

”I used to go as Sajah-choiminho, an emperor and king to many. You all thought you could sit down on my throne as soon as I left, but now I have returned to retrieve it. You��ve been doing a good job of keeping it warm for me. If you’re willing to acknowledge my return and catch my attention, please Reblog this post or follow me.”

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"No one can ever tame an unruly dragon, especially fate."

A smirk curls into the young man’s lips, there he is again doing something incredibly pleasing in his eyes as soon as he broke himself away from the other young man who he was suppose to accompany, who was supposed to be his own company. His hand flicker in the air with his fingers curl into a fist, the young man standing in the middle of the street suddenly light an icy blue fire in the air in a shape of an unknown object; its wings fly in the air and dissolve in a coordinated sync, causing the people around the corner—though he is oblivious to that thought, to look at the location where the fire is.

"Shit." it takes an amount of energy to suck in a breath and to snap his fingers to bring the fire down and eventually wear it off. The tall, lanky man rushes to his feet, walking away from the scene. A flicker of light catches his attention as his brown hues avert to the direction that only made him curse in the air. His eyes widen by the sight; Fire on the steps he took, marking his path. It could have been worse, he chants inside his head and imagined what it would be like if the place he and his--tamer, as what he likes to call him is currently in. 

"Sup, I’m Chanyeol." he bobs his head in the air as soon as he find a bunch of people at the end of the street. He licks the corner of his lips, moistening it with his eyes being as sharp as it always is, as if piercing right through anything that would come in his way. "Help me out?"

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The most painful thing to see is when tears roll down someone’s face and they’re completely silent. I hate that feeling.

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Chanyeol found himself wandering aimlessly around the busy streets of Seoul. He got off his shift at the club and was now heading home. Chanyeol had moved to the city -about a month or two-for college, and in order to help his parents pay for his tuition, he got a part-time job as a DJ. Even if Chanyeol was surrounded by a large crowd, he still felt a tad bit of loneliness. He could use some friends to help him survive Seoul—especially now that he’s all alone in the city, away from his parents and his sister. REBLOG/LIKE/FOLLOW

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I’m Chan, I have seen you around but I thought I would come and say hello, I hope you don’t mind.




”Oh, not at all!” He quickly brushed off her apology with a light grin, waving his hands in front of himself. “I could always use the extra company, I’m quite lonely at times in this city,” he comments with a small nod. “I’m Yixing, by the way. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Chan.”

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Looking up at the male, she smiled politely and gave him a friendly wave just before bowing. "Hello Sir, it's nice to meet you."

He returned the female's smile with a pleasant one of his own, bowing out of polite respect and his good nature. “Hello miss, the pleasure’s all mine. I am Yixing, and who might you be?” he chirped, attempting to hide his broken pronunciation.

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/he smiles a bit easier this time, slipping easily into his mother tongue as he was eager to stop having to try communicating with broken syllables of a language he was just barely getting the ropes of; Oh, well at least it's nice to know I'm not alone here. Some of the signs have been giving me trouble, not to mention I almost walked into a women's bathhouse at one point... /he frowns and shakes his head, as if an attempt to rid himself of the memory;

-smiles brightly when I see your reaction, nodding excitedly- Of course! It’s no problem at all, just let me know what you need. -blinks a few times when you pause, nodding a bit more when you ask your question- I am. I was born in China but I moved here when I was really young so I don’t remember much… 

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/he can't help but to find her French endearing as he watches her retrieve the flower curiously, his eyes brightening slightly as he gently takes the delicate flower from her hands with a gracious smile; Ah, well your gesture of happiness is much appreciated, Madame...? /he inclined his head slightly, questioning the young female's name;

-her eyes widen in delight upon hearing his response and clapped happily to herself; Oui! Of course I have them. -she reached out for her flower basket and pulled out an orange tiger lily with much care, handing it to the boy before her with a smile; Her you go monsieur! It is for free, I just wanted to spread the happiness. 

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George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

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 Confused. The rather tall, teenager sat on the edge of the sidewalk. Curled up against the plastic garbage bin that weren’t usually there at that time. It was cold, he had nowhere to go. This would do, just for a while. 

 Until she came back.

 But little did he know, she wasn’t going to be back so soon. Not at all.

 What was he supposed to do? He depended on his owner and she abandoned him. Now all he could do was wait. Like he was told to do.

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Name’s Lee Jongsuk. A 24 year old lonely man. I’m looking for friends to hang out with and cute people to adore. A gentleman, yes. A master? Maybe. I love playing games. I’m also looking for people who can handle me. Up for the challenge? Step right up then. Also, I’m in search of a housemate. 

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Ah— monsieur -she laughed, shaking her head in dismissal; It’s quite funny, how I’m used to asking the same thing to people. Well um- -fiddles with my fingers; Well you see I’m a florist and perhaps… would you like to have some flowers?

/he laughed quietly alongside her, tilting his head; Well, I would have no use for them, but I'm sure they would be lovely to have, nonetheless. /he ponders for a moment before looking back to her with a gentle smile; I would love some tiger lilies, if you happened to have them.