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[kalirk]

Red painted lips pursed together, slightly, as the teenager weaved her way through the crowd. She'd read about the flea market a few days back, but the thought had slipped her mind, and she'd found herself taking the entirely wrong path on her way home. With so many people around her, she felt... very nearly caged, trapped in a way that reminded her entirely too much of her time in La Porte - and those were not happy memories, so she would have definitely not wanted them brought back to light. But, as the crowd pushed its way around her, and curiosity overpowered her wariness, pushing her further on, she soon enough realized that trying to blend in with the crowd might be an easier path than attempting a rapid escape. Despite how closely packed together the bodies of passerby's seemed to be, no one was in any particular rush, and Kali's attempts made her stand out in the worst ways.

So, despite her body urging her to run, she forced herself to slow down, scooting closer to the vendors to avoid the most of the agglomeration. Everyone around her seemed to be selling clothes and accessories; and they were everywhere - on racks and in baskets and spread over blankets on the ground. She wondered what would have happened if the weather turned sour. But it was pretty now, sunny and warm for March, and, even as a vendor grabbed at her sleeve, starting to cry out about the quality and low price of her merchandise, startling the young dancer, she found herself thinking that there was an odd kind of beauty to the scene. Perhaps trying to properly experience it wouldn't be the worst thing. Steeling herself, she turned her attention to the overly pushy lady that had grabbed her. The lady looked weathered by time, but had kindly eyes, and although her voice was raspy from trying to advertise her merchandise, she seemed lively and energetic and in her element. Scooting a little closer, Kali scanned the woman's items, then, as her eyes settled upon a pearl headband - faux pearls, for certain, but very pretty ones - that seemed to reign over a basket of scrunchies, she gently tapped at her shoulder. "Ma'am, how much for this?"

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Kali was one of the newest employees of the beauty salon. In fact, there were apprentices that had spent a longer time there than she had, though her background and her time in a make-up academy explained her position. Still, she couldn't help but be nervous about her work sometimes, despite the fact that she always took the time to display her particular brand of artistry on her own features first and foremost, as if to show her clients that they were in competent hands. Even so, compliments went a long way, and, if she hadn't been wearing a thick layer of make-up right then, Kali was sure her client would have noticed her blush. Like so, however, she had a chance to get away without being called out for it in front of all of her co-workers.

The TikTok hype had never caught with Kali - her sense of humor just odd enough that most of it didn't work for her tastes, but that didn't necessarily mean she wasn't familiar with some of the people there. Well... vaguely, at least. But for Yeji, she definitely remembered her modeling work more. After all, that was the topic that she'd been more interested in. So, although prying was not necessarily in her character, as her hand rapidly moved, as she worked to blend and homogenize the layers of product on the girl's lids, she found herself questioning. "Why don't you? I have a hard time imagining you'd be strapped for offers." Perhaps she was a little short for catwalks (if Kali had guessed her height right, but, being as tiny and stressed about it as she was, she was willing to bet she had), but she could imagine hundreds of magazine spreads with a face as cute as hers. "Ooof, that sounds terrible. That's why one shouldn't let their creative license jump ahead when they have a clear task." ...and one should never make their subject look like a raccoon, either, but she was in too good a mood to diss a colleague... any colleague. "I'm really glad you're enjoying yourself, though, I wouldn't want you to get off my chair *hating me*. I'm also low-key thanking the high heavens you're not ticklish - my last client was - and though it was super cute to have her giggling non-stop, doing her waterline shortened my life expectancy with about twenty years."

sit still, look pretty.

a closed starter for @kalirk

“ i think this is what i miss the most about modeling … ” yeji murmurs, eyes closed as the young makeup artist in front of her brushed pigment onto her eyelids. since becoming more famous on tiktok, yeji hasn’t really had to keep up with her modeling gigs as much. sure, her agent badgered her about it – unless she just wanted to be some nameless tiktok star that would be forgotten once the app’s hype died down, she needed to think about a more realistic career ( her agent did realize that beauty didn’t last forever either, right ? ). yeji just sat and nodded, and allowed her to put yeji into some low-end modeling gig so she stopped complaining.

but having someone do her makeup had always been a very enjoyable part of modeling. sometimes she had to stand in uncomfortable positions for a long period of time, and she’d worn some … interesting pieces, especially as she’s gotten older. however, she enjoyed when she got to sit down and let someone paint on her face for what felt like forever. it was soothing, oddly enough. “ you’re about to make me wish i was modeling way more now, ya’know that ? ” she asks with a chuckle. she opens her eyes, blinks, and glances into the mirror. she lets out a quiet oooh and then closes her eyes again. “ i like you, you’re good at this. ” she hums. “ and trust me, i’ve had some terrible makeup artists. there was this one time, it was supposed to be like a smokey eye or something, i’m pretty sure – the girl made me look like i had a black eye. ” she groaned, frowning. “ i didn’t say anything at the time, and the guy in charge really didn’t either – but i saw the retouches they did … they literally gave me a makeover with the retouches. ” she chuckles quietly. “ it was interesting, to say the least. ” 

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🌹

[kalirk]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧;

“Come along now, Kali!” Jinsook was a big girl now, but, when addressing her older sister, Soojin found herself unable to think of anything but the mewling baby she’d encountered when she’d returned from her time away from her family. A slow smile spread across her lips as she waved her along – she had every intention to linger back, but she didn’t need to worry. After all, their dad was there, too. “Go with dad, Suki, I need a few more moments here.” It would have been hard to explain to her little sister what she was looking for, truly. At five years old, all Jinsook understood of Soojin’s job was that she liked to paint pretty colors on the faces of equally pretty ladies. And that was a good enough way to frame it, now that she thought about it.

But, for that very purpose, the girl wanted to watch the sunset. Alone.

As Jinsook’s voice grew smaller, the excited chatter their father had engaged her into vanishing little by little, Soojin wrapped her coat a little tighter around her slim frame, then made her way towards one of the empty benches in the park. There weren’t many people around at this hour of the day; it was too cold, and, besides, for the children, it was no time to be out. Just a little longer, then, and…

She wondered if she could see the stars here. Come to think about it, she’d never waited long enough. She’d been here for almost a year, but with Seoul being so much larger than anything else she’d experienced before, she wasn’t too sure. This had the potential to be the most embarrassing thing she’d done in a while, but… she wouldn’t dwell on it.

Pushing herself up to her feet, Soojin took a few slow steps towards the entrance of the park. She’d decided – she’d stop the very first person she encountered… and ask. Potentially coming off as a weirdo, naturally, but she’d take her chances with that one.

It didn’t take long, really. The girl that first headed her way was taller than Soojin was, but seemed younger by a good few years, and that was all the encouraging the make-up artist needed: after all, if she were to make a fool of herself, the other girl would likely forget soon. Teenagers had better things to think about than weird girls they met on the street. And this, she told herself, was important. This was for work. Her sketches and models would thank her later. “Excuse me…” She started, her Korean even more heavily accented than it normally was. Damn it. An excellent start. “Do you have a minute? I have… a question.”

[kalirk]

Hi, it is I, back at it again and ready to throw my child at you--

First and foremost, you can find me here, because Tumblr IM is a monster, or on Discord (ask and you shall receive). 

Now, let’s move on to the child in question!

Kali - because her little sister used to be unable to pronounce Scarlett.

19, Sagittarius, seems cold sometimes, but then tends to turn rather loud and shameless.

Spent some time in a correction facility, for status offenses - underage drinking and breaking curfew and the like. She does not have a record - as a juvenile offender that hasn’t actually committed any real crimes, it was expunged. 

She graduated a make-up artist course right after high school, and she works in that domain now - which is how she brushed elbows with some lesser known idols and ended up wanting to become one herself.

She’s adopted, and currently lives with her adoptive dad and his biological daughter.

She’s been dancing for about 10 years now and is very. passionate. about that. 

Don’t be fooled, she likes cute things and has a major sweet tooth, also she loves her little sister to death. 

She games, and tends to call herself Akali online, but not only she barely touches League of Legends, when she does, she does not play Akali, therefore proving that all women do is lie. 

You can find more stuff in her pages here and here (yes, the bio isn’t complete but it will be one day, I promise). 

MOVING ON! 

I will work on a plot page soon, to make some things available to you guys, and I’m, of course, open for plotting outside that, too, buuuut, since I want to give her some extra points, here’s what I’m looking for partners for, first and foremost!

Collaboration rap: an actual rapper to work with, since she can’t rap to save her life. (She’s not much of a singer either, but it’s slightly better.)

Makeover! She actually wants to go blonde. Now, whether her partner is the one to bleach her hair (and force her to have it done professionally after) or just give her ideas while they mess around with her make-up and such, that doesn’t matter so much. Just get the thought there.

Someone to go to the flea market with her for those points, please and thank you. (Also keep in mind she’s never been to one before so she’ll be wide eyed and ready to squeal at everything.)

For those charisma starters, the first five people that leave a word in the notes SHALL RECEIVE A LITTLE SOMETHING SOMETHING.

[kalirk]

Hello, hello, Sooj’s mun here to say that I screamed when I logged in and saw all those messages, but I’ll get to everything asap! 

...as a side note, it took me this long to realize I submitted a part of the application wrong, and it has someone else’s information at the beginning because I’m dumb and I do these things when I’m sleep deprived, I’m so sorry @rkpeter​, that was not on purpose, I’m just an idiot that copied a random app  so she doesn’t do her stuff completely differently than anyone else then proceeded to edit it and completely forgot that part. 

P.S: Most things... are still kind of under construction but I WILL complete everything soon, since I’m off from work starting today!