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the pax centennial celebration attack,  NIGHT OF for @renegaed & @spltseconds

it’s strange. uihyeon knows the protocol. the procedure for this, as a counsellor, for helping someone to get over shock. or perhaps grief. grief counselling was one of the modules he’d ticked off as a service he could provide to the aeternals if need be. he’s talked clients through the loss of parents, spouses, friends. children, and heartbreak. the helping felt tangible, then, like he was doing the best he could for people he wanted to help, who needed help.

he doesn’t know what to do now that he’s on the other side of that loss.

the day—night—has been a blur, hours blocked out from his memory. an unsettling nausea crawling from his gut, phantom pains but absolute numbness when he tries to fix them. uihyeon knows, on some level, that this is his body’s autonomic reaction to the shock. he stands at arms length from his breaking down, as if imagined distance will insulate him from feeling what he knows is tearing him apart.

he’s running away. he knows that.

the maw swallows him with generosity, a blind eye to the wretchedness inside of him and he thinks, maybe, it hurts less. easier to cast off the horror of living when its conditions are this. a man jumps and swears at the air, and uihyeon thinks he understands.

at least, until the air morphs into a man, and the man’s face places itself squarely on uihyeon’s now deleted files, though he’s familiar enough with the metahuman after having taken over his case for the past few months. he’s past the saturation point for shock, though, and can only blink as choi sanghoon darts past the smoker and into the doorway.

uihyeon knows the protocol for this, too. call an aeternal, on the hotline the unit’s set up specifically for circumstances like these. like running into an inmate who hasn’t even shed their jumpsuit, escaping into a house in the maw.

but if he calls an aeternal right now... ( her body lies on the floor. there’s white barely peeking through the red over their uniform, standing over her. he can’t even scream for help. )

uihyeon’s standing at the stranger’s door. this isn’t protocol, is it? he knocks. 

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hiyo!! it’s melo again with a second muse, sad human dude seong uihyeon who’s been going thru it since the festival 😭 he moved recently from jeju to work with the aeternals as a therapist, only to lose his wife during the festival to a berserk aeternal. he’s always idolised eden’s aeternals as true superheroes but their response after the festival has totally cracked his worldview & he’s still grieving so 😔 pages here ( stats, bio ), tldr & plot ideas under the cut! hit the ♡ if you’d wanna plot, this is a sideblog so i can’t follow/etc but u can call me beep me at @iinksplit​ or ask for discord!

*tw death mention—much of his backstory is tied to his wife’s death & the impact it has on him, so this is a general warning for the tldr & plots under the cut!

TLDR

just a dude from jeju; he grew up reading lots of comics & generally believing in the good of people, the world, the superheroes out there!

he’s always wanted to come to eden to work with the aeternals, despite being a human. one of those 'i dont have a superpower but i can help the ones who do!! so they can help more people!!’ kinda people, so he went into counselling and found himself a job with the aeternal psych unit once he graduated

uihyeon had it all: working with the aeternals to help people, married the girl of his dreams, started building a life in eden & all that

at least, until pax centennial festival

his wife died during the event, one of the many? few? casualties while the aeternals were going berserk with their powers. in my head it was probably something pretty instant & irreversible, and he’s entirely traumatised from witnessing it

the aeternal who killed his wife simply slapped an nda down & sent him off with a whole lotta money in exchange for his silence. it’s confusion & uncertainty & a considerable amount of pressure placed on him to sign that’s the reason he agrees to it, but now that the dust has settled, he’s starting to question... everything, really

so now he’s struggling to reconcile what he believed about the world, his trust in aeternals & the good of people shaken up totally. it’s starting to affect his job too, questioning what he’s told in his sessions with aeternal clients & having to pull himself back from it, because he still wants to do good somehow & he used to think this was the path for him but—is it?

huge chara insp is hughie from the boys w a tinge of butcher!

personality / misc facts: aquarius sun, cancer moon, capricorn rising. before the festival, he was honestly a really friendly, chill dude. helpful & accommodating, with a whole lotta idealism packed underneath his sensible sweater vest. prone to withdrawing & bottling things up, which has only become worse since his wife’s death. right now, he’s very much in the anger/depression stages of grief, sharper around the edges. easily frustrated, mostly at himself, but also at the world in general. grasping at what used to be familiar instead of processing the feelings like he knows he should, & not coping well at all

lil notes on his wife! in my head they were childhood friends & he had a crush on her for forever, finally got the courage to ask her out way too late when they were already basically in love & they fast-tracked their way through dating & marriage after that hehe she had a similar sort of occupation, wanting to help people too? a lil more practical than him, the half who had all her shit together. i’m so sorry for fridging her rip she’s gna pop up occasionally in his thoughts but more a manifestation of his grief than a real representation of her!

PLOTS

the aeternal who killed his wife—lots of plotting needed for this but i’d love to have this connection

the boys / anti-aeternals agenda—part of his ( non- ) healing has been thinking about taking revenge on the aeternals & he entertains thoughts of actually seeking help, until. he actually does contact them & now he’s not sure what to do

siblings—i don’t see him as an only child, though he was quite an independent kid. as his now only family in the city, though, i think he’d rely a lot on his sibling

good friends—someone who knows just how badly he’s doing & checks up on him once in a while / is trying to help him process this healthily, even tho he’s fighting accepting their help

aeternal clients—i imagine it’s a small-ish psych unit, so he’s familiar with a lot of the aeternals, even if he doesn’t work directly with them! might even just see a couple as work buddies instead of clients? although their interactions now are tense & often angrier than they’re used to him being...

meta friends—he believes ( believed? ) really strongly that meta abilities have a purpose. that they can do good. he’s not sure about that anymore, but someone he used to help out / attempt to learn more about their ability to help them?

people who knew his wife—maybe they knew her better than him, or vice versa? super open to different kinds of dynamics stemming from this! or maybe even a sibling-in-law?

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Czesław Miłosz, from "Notes." [ID in alt text]

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— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘The Third Hour of the Night’", published c. 2017

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Edna St. Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952)

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—  Richard Siken, Boot Theory

[text ID: A man takes his sadness and /  throws it away / but then he’s still left with his / hands.]

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[an accidental guest in this dreadful body]

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