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[eusooah]

euxjoonwoo​:

                             ⟨ caught red handed ⟩

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Joonwoo went until the words died on his tongue. The girl was still soaked and Joonwoo in his tangent had finally managed to calm down enough to rein in his powers. “Let me dry you off. Might be a bit uncomfortable at first.” Concentrating, he focused on the water on and around the girl and willed it to be pulled back into the surrounding atmosphere, creating a strong humidity. “There,” he smiled, “all dry.”

It suddenly occurred to Joonwoo, now that the adrenaline had left his body, to question why he was at the training grounds talking to a girl in the middle of the night during a drakon attack. “Um, I hope you don’t mind me asking, but…why are you here? Everyone except patrol groups are supposed to be in their dorms.”

     she hums, head nodding slowly as she listens to his explanation. she’s much more calm compared how she was only moments before, and this way she can let her logic rule rather than her anger. “ i see. well i suppose i should apologize for startling you so much. thanks for trying to protect me from the haystack drakon.” she jests, though her eyebrows narrow. what exactly would a flood of water surging in do to a terrifying beast like the drakon, she wonders. but she keeps this thought to herself. 

    sooah stays silent as he offers to dry her off. she holds her arms out in front of her, as if that would help him dry her off faster, but it’s mostly done out of her not really knowing what she should be doing in a situation like this. the sensation isn’t so much uncomfortable as it’s odd. it’s as if all the remaining warmth she had around her (despite being wet) was pulled away. but the sensation lasts for a mere seconds before it’s gone (thankfully). she inspects her arms, nodding once it’s confirmed to be fully dry. “thanks for drying me off, i appreciate it.” 

    now, sooah could play ignorant, or stupid depending on how you want to look at it, and pretend as if she wasn’t aware that she was supposed to be in her cabin. but she knows that it wouldn’t work on the male, that and she really didn’t want to seem stupid. she gestures at the haystack in front of her. “well, considering we’re in a training room, i was training.” and before the male can protest about how dangerous it is for her to be out here alone, because she has a feeling he will, she continues on. “i have a magical protective barrier meant to keep monsters out, so there’s no need to worry.” 

     despite telling the male not to worry, she does has a suspicion that he would still try to make her leave, so she claps her hands together, forcing a smile onto her face. “well, now that we’ve gotten why i’m here out of the way, i’m going to go back to practicing. if you’ll excuse me.” without waiting for him to reply, she turns her back to him and leans down to pick up her discarded sword. it’s time for her to take her anger and grief out onto the haystack. 

[eusooah]

levieu​:

                      ⟨ summer dreams, ripped at the seams ⟩

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some freshman had recognized him as their RA (who’d decided to give him any sort of responsibilities? they were to blame for this altercation) and so he’d been unable to simply skedaddle his ass out of there. to be honest, he has no idea why he ever managed to think he’d be able to avoid her when campus isn’t that big anyway. “all right, scram, firstie.” he mutters, gesturing at him to go. he doesn’t think the kid should be here for this confrontation—for levi’s sake, because this’ll either end up with his murder or worse. whatever ‘worse’ may be.

“sooah!” if he says her name a bit too loud, it’s definitely not because he wants people to know who his murderer is. “it’s so good to see you again.” he swears he can hear a nervous laugh track in the background. “you look—” about ready to go in for the jugular, but. “lovely.” she does, especially with that killer smile of hers. he’d once called her a big presence in a tiny package, and that clearly hasn’t changed in the little time they hadn’t seen each other. but the last time she’d looked about done with his jokes, he’d simply pulled her flush to his chest and kissed her until she’d been laughing. something tells him that’s not about to happen now.

“what can i help you with?” if everything else fails, ignoring the problem might help.

     it’s difficult for sooah to maintain the sweet smile on her face when all she wants to do is give him an icy glare. or perhaps even mutter a spell so he would spend the rest of his life as a guinea pig instead of an actual human. (not very original but if something’s not broken, don’t fix it). if there’s one thing about herself that hasn’t changed since she was younger, it would be her ability to hold onto grudges like no one else. and to sooah, for being scorned in love, made to fall for him, only to be left feeling like an absolute fool when he left her at the end of their summer together, yes, she’s going to take this grudge with her until the grave. 

     “thanks.” she says, strained and clipped, because as much as she wants to appear like she’s no longer affected by his charms and words, she can’t help her own heart from skipping a beat from his compliment. gods, she hates love for making her act like a pathetic fool. she’s im fucking sooah for crying out loud, and more than that, she’s a grown woman who ideally has much more important things to do with her life than be heartbroken over one person. clearing her throat, her gaze falls back to him. “wish i could say the same thing about you. you’re looking a little pale, levi. must be from all the running away and hiding in the shadows that you do.” 

     while she’s sure he’s merely trying avoid the topic at hand, it does make her stop and think for a second. just what does she want to achieve with this confrontation? to make him uncomfortable sure, but she’s already achieved that judging by how he avoided her gaze when she spotted him. does she want answers from him? will that do anything to make her feel any better? sooah, most likely due to her lack of experience with love, is at a lost. how does one mend a broken heart and move on from something that hurt you, when it’s unclear if the person who hurt you even feels remorse from it? she wets her lips, shoulders lifting up into a shrug to respond to his question. it’s the best answer she can give him because she honestly doesn’t know herself. “truth is, i don’t really think you can help me with anything at this point. stopped by to see how you were doing.” 

    her eyes shift over to their surrounding area-- not a large crowd of people, but still enough individuals who did not need to be drawn into their drama. “let’s go somewhere private shall we? i think there’s a lot we need to talk about.” 

[eusooah]

Grease (1978) dir. Randal Kleiser

[eusooah]

                                        〈 creatures of habit 〉

♡ : 「 @eubeck​​​ 」 |  it is entirely possible to make bad decisions even when not under the influence of alcohol and other substances. proof of this can be found in what sooah is about to do. she finds it ironic; how adamant she was that their previous relationship was to remain strictly physical, but now she finds herself seeking him out now that she’s nursing a broken heart and wounded pride. 

     she hates that it’s come to this, that she somehow fell victim of that god(s) awful phenomenon known as love and how after one bad experience she’s exhibiting the same behavior of those scorned by love who made her wary of love in the first place. she should be doing something productive with her life; instead, she finds herself falling back into old habits (and old people) that she had originally thought she had given up. truly, she’s proving herself to be a creature of habit.

      having plucked up her courage from the deepest pits of her soul and throwing her shame out of the window, she called beck asking if he wanted to come over to her room (perks of being a ra is having a room to herself). there were doubts if he’d even accept, considering she had heard that he had recently gotten out of his relationship as well, but he was here in front of her. so perhaps she could take that as a sign that he was indeed willing to resume their prior agreement-situation-relationship. whatever you wanted to call it. 

“i feel like it’s redundant if i say this, but since it has been a while, i think it’s important to remind ourselves that this is strictly physical. so again, no feelings allowed. sounds good?” her face is blank, giving off the appearance that she’s completely at ease, but her rapidly beating heart is a constant reminder that she’s apprehensive over the situation; fearful that she would be rejected right then and there. 

[eusooah]

                      〈 summer dreams, ripped at the seams 〉

♡ :  「 @levieu​​ 」 |  she wonders if this how her father felt when her mother left him. utter betrayal with the only evidence of their time together being in the form of a new helpless human being. it’s funny; that she spent the majority of her life believing that this kind of love would never come to her, only for it to come crashing into her in the course of one summer. it’s pathetic how quickly she fell, thinking that more would come out of their relationship, only to have the rug puled from right beneath her feet. now that the blazing summer’s heat is slowly cooling into the mellow breezes of autumn, she only has their memories together to show that she’s been burnt.

       perhaps she was correct to believe that she wasn’t built for this kind of love. she should have been smarter, more logical. she should have listened to her instincts that told her run, to not trust him. she should have protected her heart better. 

       she thinks the fates are purposefully trying to make her life difficult. though the drakon situation has finally been resolved, sooah is still reeling from the lost of a sister. it’s getting easier to breathe as the days go on, but she’s still grieving. she needs more time to heal from both losses. but as fate would have it, one source of her ailment stands right in front of her. she should just leave it it alone-- give her heart a break from the pain by turning around and marching right back into her cabin. but once her sight is set on his figure, the only thing she can feel is complete anger. and she swears her heart did not skip a beat  

      it’s said heart, not her brain, that leads her feet to bring herself right in front of him. an ambush of some sort. she pastes on a saccharine sweet smile as she eyes him. “ well, it’s certainly a surprise running into you. i guess people don’t just disappear when you say bye to them forever. especially when they go to the same university as you.” 

[eusooah]

euserin​:

serinity: i mean yeah dumb question 🤪 serinity: were you two close?? serinity: i’ve just been bored out of my WITS serinity: question: pigtails, yes or no? serinity: i’m so bored i’m trying out different hairstyles LOL

sooahboong: kind of? not extremely but close enough to be effected by her being gone. sooahboong: i feel that. lmao i'm going crazy staring at my bedroom wall all day. sooahboong: depends what you're trying to do i guess?? sooahboong: you look cute with pigtails but you also look like you're still in high school and not uni. sooahboong: miss yoon serin is jail baaaaait.

[eusooah]

euxjoonwoo​:

                                     ⟨ caught red handed ⟩

(....) 

Quickly, he searched for a light switch. Turning on the lights, he looked to find that what he’d thought was a Drakon, was instead…a stack of—sopping wet—hay, and a now very soaked-through girl.

“I am so sorry!”

sooah has to remind herself to stay calm-- to not lash out at the male who is profusely apologizing to her. admittedly it’s hard to do so. not only has her cover been blown, but she’s not soaking wet. there’s also the fact that she was blinded momentarily when he turned on the lights. she feels like a startled wet cat, and it would be no surprise to her then if her expression would reflect how unamused she is by the situation. 

“hades.” she mutters once more, this time eyeing the male with contempt. she knows that she’s the one that is in the wrong, being as she is the one who is out past curfew, in a time where all students were required to remain in their cabin. but the fire that burned throughout her veins (golden ichor if you must) compelled her to leave, to not sit around like a flower waiting to be stepped out, when she could be doing something more productive to rid herself of the anxiety and grief. 

“it’s... okay.... i guess.” she say eventually, words punctuated with an elongated sigh. as annoying as it is to be soaked in the middle of the night, it seemed to her that the male hadn’t meant to do so intentionally. is it because he had terrible control over his powers? or perhaps it was just because her presence had startled him so much. whatever the matter, the male had apologize, so there’s no more reason to be upset. or at least that’s what she tells herself to not lash out any further. 

“i feel like i should be asking you if you’re okay. you look like you just saw a ghost or something.” her body instinctively shivers, both from the cold that’s slowly sinking in after her mini adrenaline rush and the fact that she herself is terrified of ghost. (ironic considering her powers, but no matter). her hands go up to her hair, wringing out her locks to get rid of the water. “so, are you okay? pretty sure you can tell by now, but i’m not a monster, so there’s no reason to be afraid. ” 

[eusooah]

                                     〈 caught red handed 〉

♡ :「 @euxjoonwoo​​ 」 | grief clouds her mind and this fog is difficult to dispel. her life was normal a mere days ago, or as normal as one could have as a demigod, but in a minute span of time, her world has suddenly shifted, thrown around, tilted on its axis until it’s something she barely recognizes. now it’s time to live with a new normal. 

to keep some semblance of her old normalcy, sooah’s crept out of her cabin in search of an empty practice room so that she can practice her magic. she can’t help but think about the what ifs. what if she was there too? would that make a difference? would it have prevented the loss of her sister? what if it had been her alone with the drakon? would she be able to take on the monster herself? 

though lost and plagued with these thoughts, the only thing she can focus on, the only thought that breaks through the cloud of grief is the need to get stronger. 

fortunately for her, with the lock down going on, it’s much easier to find a room to herself. unfortunately, she knows that she has to be much quieter than normal. she’s not about to get caught by patrol and sent back. she’s going crazy in her grief if she has to return to her cabin. she mumbles a quiet barrier spell to keep out anything dangerous: read: the drakon, before she focuses on a pile of hay that she pretends is the actual drakon. she can vent out her anger on this hay-drakon figure. 

she swears her heart drops the moment the doors to the training room opens, eyes widening as she turns and stares at the looming figure illuminated by a small flame. and her body is plunged deeper into fear and shock when the next thing she knows, the room is suddenly flooded in water. 

hades, this was not how the night was supposed to go. 

[eusooah]

euserin​:

━━ ✦ ( @eusooah​ )

serinity: hey bb boo serinity: just wanted to check in on you serinity: bc i heard the girl who died was a hecate kid too??? serinity: how are you holding up???

sooahboong: hey serin. sooahboong: yeah it was was one of the hecate kids. sooahboong: i'm doing okay. or well, you know. as okay as someone whose sibling just passed can be. sooahboong: thanks for checking in on me though. means a lot. sooahboong: how have you been dealing with this lockdown?

[eusooah]

hello my lovely fairies and gentle gems! i’m cece, and i’m very excited to bring to you im sooah (irene), child of hecate. the best way to describe her is literally “she’s beauty, she’s grace, she might actually punch you in the face.” buckle up, i use this quote a lot to describe her. sooah might seem intimidating at first, but i promise you, she’s harmless unless you provoke her.

 i’m going to link her bio / profile / plots page, but if reading all of this is too much work (i feel that, so no offense taken if y’all just skim through it), i’m going to leave a few details under the cut. 

anyways, i’m excited to plot with all of you. click the heart and i’ll drop by in your ims.   

▸▸▸  had a rough childhood and did not get along with her dad because he was always gone, and looking at her reminded him too much of her mom. he had to give up his dream of being a surgeon to take care of sooah so while he did love his daughter, he also was quite bitter.

 ▸▸▸  was a pretty angry child (had major anger management issues) and would often climb onto roof of the apartment to stare at the stars. that’s how she found her love for the stars. 

 ▸▸▸  for what it’s worth, for the most part, sooah’s worked through her issues with her dad. she’s doing much better now but she does have bouts / periods where the traumas of her past come back. 

 ▸▸▸ notable abilities are mystiokinesis and umbrakinesis 

 ▸▸▸  doesn’t really believe that she’ll ever love someone romantically or be loved romantically, but it’s whatever for her. does partake in the occasion one night stand / did have fwbs though. 

 ▸▸▸  she’s not particularly strong, but she’s graceful and uses her petite stature to her advantage in combat. relatively good fighter though her strengths lie in her abilities to cast magic. lowkey thinks that she could be a sorceress like circe or medea.

 ▸▸▸  she’s confident and can come off as snobby but she really is not arrogant. acknowledges that she is pretty but there really is much more than just her face -- works hard to prove that to people.

 ▸▸▸  does like to be by herself and dislikes loud noises, so you can find her in quiet spots on campus by herself. that or the hecate cabin. can be hyperactive with her siblings and close friends though. 

 ▸▸▸  perpetually tired and sleepy. but isn’t that just the life of a graduate student? 

 ▸▸▸ terrified of ghosts. kind of ironic considering she has necromancy abilities and that’s kind of how her dad got the attention of he mother, but she’s terrified of ghosts. 

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