The Outside

David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Kim Taehyung David chuckled at the silly idea about being asked here just to eat candy. He smiled and took the candy that the other man suggested. The chocolate did look good after all, and it smelled even better. It had been forever, or at least what felt like it, since David had treated himself to such things. He took a bite. His eyes widened on impulse as a reaction to the sensation on his taste buds. AH-FREAKING-MAZING! THis was the best chocolate he had ever had in his entire life. "Mmm~" he hummed in pleasure as is melted. He ate some more, smile growing wide due to all of the deliciousness. He arched a brow once he head the other talk. He looked at Taehyung. He swallowed. "A question? Yeah, shoot."
Kim Taehyung [A] 8 years ago
@David Schmitt "Oh, of course not!" Taehyung let out a sheepish laugh-- no, he hadn't called him over for silly chocolates. The chocolates were to justify an even sillier notion. "It was nothing sinister," he assured quickly, that being the only real reassurance he could give him. Of course some of them were well aware of how har he would o, and how far he'd often gone for Anonymous, but Taehyung's morals hadn't depleted so far as to stoop to stealing chocolate. But explaining more was a danger and a violation of the policy stating that any given member was to only know what they absolutely neededd to, for their own safety and for that of Anonymous.

Reading the question in David's expression, Taehyung shifted and cleared his throat. "Not enough to share with everyone, too many to have alone." It was a fair explanation, he supposed. It would have been a more fair explanation if he had invited anyone he actually knew better than he knew David.

But then, that was the whole point. To get to know him better. Blinking, he picked up the box and held it out. "Take your pick. MMaybe start with the one with the white criss-cross pattern. It melts in your mouth." He took one himself, studying it for a second before nnibbling on it a little. "Hey, can I ask you a question?"

[ sorry for the hella late reply ;;;;;;]
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Taylor Momsen He smiled, shaking her hand. "Your name is pretty," he said, nodding. He chuckled, "More than a pleasure? Aww, shucks. You're gonna make me blush, Miss Momsen." He shyly messed with his hair, which was already messy looking, but he made it even more so. It was a little habit of his when he was being bashful. "So...uh, do you want an autograph or picture or something?"
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Andy Biersack "Hey," said David when Andy showed up, "No, it's okay. I didn't mind the wait." He went in and followed Andy. He sat down and sighed gently. "Uh...I dunno, really. I mean, I'm conflicted," he began, "The thing is, I want something that shows my love for film and animation because...well, it is what I enjoy doing, but the thing is...I mean..." He let out a heavy, deep sigh. "," he whispered to no one in particular. He rubbed his temples. He looked down for a second, trying to collect his thoughts, then he looked back up again. "I did like being in show business and the film industry, I mean, I do like it...but, at the same time, it's not exactly the happiest job, either." David bit his bottom lip before saying, "Look, I know I can trust you, so I'll tell you. I create propaganda films for the government; I make films that they tell me to, not what I want to make them about. Not to mention...the brainwashing process I had to go through to get in this industry. You know what I mean? I mean, it's hell, but I still like the artistic side of it. So...I dunno what kind of tattoo to get."
Choi Sungmin [A] 8 years ago
@Andy Biersack [ sorry about this being so late ;-; ]

And for a moment there, Sungmin was sure that he would scream, but then a noise refused to come out of his mouth. He is glad that, that was his initial reaction as other wise it would have been just completely embarrassing. His eyes fixed on the man on his side teeth gritted and hands clutching on to the arm rests as the needle was brought close to him. For a moment he tells himself to relax and there is a millisecond after that, that Sungmin feels just a little more manly because he had found at least that much courage to at least get to that point.

His eyes are scrunched shut as the needle is then off again. Sungmin soon opened his eyes before they settle up on the other man's face, not missing the the slightly quirk at the end of his lips and while he is puzzled at the meaning of it, he can't help but think that it is extremely attractive. "But-" He starts to say but just ends up obliging as the other pulls out a chair for him.

Taking it as an opportunity to talk to the latter, Sungmin took a seat on the one that was meant for him, elbow placed on the table and chin resting on his hand as he tried -and failed- to act as if he was not there just to ogle. "I was thinking something abstract with the tiger..." He starts, "Something that shows both anger and possessiveness- esque. Like a mother tiger protecting it's cub."
Andy Biersack 8 years ago
@David Schmitt It was quiet. That’s what he liked about Sundays. The city was quiet, the people took their times for the families or whatever they were up to. He crossed nobody’s way when roaming the city, always taking a different way to reach ‘outside’. It was safer this way. He didn’t want the secret hiding place of so many people to get closed, after all. And if it looked like he was aimlessly strolling through the streets, authorities were less likely to follow him around.

He knew every camera’s blind spot. After so many years in the city, one eventually learns them. Some choose not to use that “power” they have, and some would meet in exact this dead angle to deal, to show their affection or smoke- all of what was prohibited. Andy rarely used the streets for his illegal work. Inside, he was never talking trash, was behaving the way he should. Outside, he could be himself.

With his thoughts wandering, he didn’t even notice how he’d reached the fence already. He looked around, even though he knew it was safe to disappear here, he needed to be careful. When nobody was in sight, he slipped through the hole in the fence, covered it up so it looked closed and made his way through the trees until he finally could hear the voices. They were always in a whisper, afraid that people in the cities might hear them, when all knew they were too far away.

He greeted some people here and there, but had to hurry, for he was ten minutes late already. He had a client- not one who wanted a tattoo, but rather one who was thinking about it and needed Andy to find what fits him the most. This was the most fun part in Andy’s eyes. Finding the tattoo the person suddenly really wants.

When Andy finally arrived at the studio, David was still waiting for him. He greeted him from afar, opened the door and rushed inside. “Sorry, I’m late,” he muttered, turning on all the lights, getting his sketching pad and took a seat at the desk, pointing at David to do the same.

“So,” said Andy, slightly leaning back. “Tell me, how can I help you?”
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Taylor Momsen 8 years ago
@David Schmitt It was his facial features which caught her recognizition, and then the memories of hitting the theatre to watch his films and her interest in his other works had all came back. She was still so baffled when he began talking. The lanky woman chuckled along with him, her arms comfortably crossed over one another. "I'm Taylor," she said with a small nod, then moved a hand out to properly shake, "Taylor Momsen. It's more than a pleasure to meet you..."
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Taylor Momsen "That depends," he said jokingly in response to the blonde's question, "Do you want me to be?" He smirked before chuckling and answering, "Yeah, I am." It was very rare that someone actually know who he was. Since most of his current work was now behind the scenes, the general public didn't see him on screen or recognize him from anywhere. Last time he was actually on the big screen was over ten years ago. Most people just assumed he was some low life scumbag due to his appearance, so it was a breath of fresh air to see someone who recognized him for what he was...an artist.

"So," he began, "You know me...but, who are you?"
Jim Sturgess 8 years ago
@Taylor Momsen The reason for the death of Jim’s mother is unknown, leaving him no inheritance but a mystery to solve. However, his father had a great plan to drive his attention away from such information. Starting at the age of four, Peter Sturgess hired a governess with a military background: majority being retired soldiers, to take care of Jim. Now, his father started contemplating on his independence. It has been 8 years since that incident of being dropped in a mental institution, Peter needs to give his son a better image as his sole legacy. The media can’t manipulate Jim’s case with all these little details pointing to that reputation of being mentally disabled.

That is why he decided to fire Jim’s current governess. The 26 year old man doesn't need a babysitter anymore.

Jim became free but lost. He didn’t know what to do, because he needed someone to lead the way. However, such freedom led to discovery—which lead to more questions---and more discovery. It started with that journey in the Outside.

It was a breezy Saturday, and Jim was taking a stroll all alone. That led him to encounter the doubtful eyes of soldiers patrolling around the city. They knew him. But Jim knew them better, and stayed away from them. He kept walking, looking at his feet and silently counting steps. It would frustrate him if he lost track, so Jim would ignore anyone who’ll call him—which is a great way to pretentiously give a serious, anti-social persona that will ward off suspicions from Big Brother’s eyes.

After the 4327th step, he found himself stepping in a different ground. It was soft, green, and uneven. Only when Jim raised his head, he found himself in a different place. Somewhat empty but it radiated freedom. From a distance, he saw people (unmentioned: rebels) doing unusual things. But they look better than those in the city.

They look happy.

Jim’s eyes widened as he cautiously walk around this place of freedom. He took off his shoe and threw it far, then waited if something will happen: like soldiers dragging him back to the Sturgess household. But nothing happened. Jim started taking off his socks and his other shoe, and started running. He wanted to go somewhere, anywhere! As long as it is far from home.

However, as he sprinted toward the dense trees, Jim felt a sharp pain shooting from his foot. He stumbled on the ground, and saw the sole of his foot, bleeding. A glass shard from a broken bottle punctured it deeply. There was a pungent smell from the bottle (alcohol) that he never encountered, and the glass shard had traces of that which made his wounds more painful.

Jim started to cry.
Taylor Momsen 8 years ago
@David Schmitt The moment she was caught staring, Taylor straightened her posture, lightly clearing . She quickly turned her gaze upwards just enough to give the male proper eye contact. Only a short awkwardness was filled between the gaps, but it soon passed over; he gave her a wave, which Taylor happily returned the gesture. The blonde flashed her pearly white teeth before glancing around and finally approaching the other.

"Sorry, I... I don't mean to be rude. But I've gotta ask." Running her thin fingers through her hair, Taylor let out a soft chuckle and smiled faintly. "Are you David Schmitt? Because you look just like him." She felt slightly stupid for having to ask, but knowing was better than not knowing, wasn't it?
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Kim Taehyung David was just about to tell him not to apologize, but there was no need, seeing as Taehyung had stopped and changed subject. David's eyes grew wide at the sight of the box of chocolates. He had never had any before, but he knew under normal circumstances, Taehyung shouldn't have them. How the hell did he even get those? Weren't those foreign chocolates? Weren't most, if not all, foreign imports illegal? How did he manage to get his hands on them? So, he decided to ask, "How did...?" but he stopped and just said, "Wow...cool," impressed by the fact that the other man had managed to get them somehow.

David arched a brow. Did he just seriously say he didn't have anyone to share the chocolate with? Is that why he called him here...to eat chocolate? Couldn't this had happened at one of the meetings or something, instead?

He nodded in understanding once he heard the other explain that's not why he was asked to come. He chuckled. "Good, I was about to say...I would never make this long of a trip just for some chocolate." He looked at the box. "I wouldn't know. I've never had them."
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Taylor Momsen David breathed in the cool, fresh air. The day had , just like every other workday, but at least now he was off work and relaxing. He loved the Outside, especially times like now, when he wasn't here for Anon meetings. No, today he was just chilling out and enjoying life, or, at least the mere 20% or less of it that he actually got to have to himself. He was just walking around, because walking for him was relaxing and a great stress reliever, plus it helped get his thoughts flowing. Even though walking is harmless, it was hard to just walk around the city. Every single officer or soldier that crossed paths with you would automatically assume things about you and start asking you questions...just for freaking walking. So, if David wanted to take a stroll around the block a few times, he had to go to the Outside to do it.

As he walked, a shoelace of his came undone. He stopped and knelt down to tie it. After securely fastening the bow, he stood back up. After standing, his eyes wondered about for a bit, quickly landing on a blond girl...looking right at him. No, she couldn't be looking at him right? He studied her for a bit. Yep, she was. He couldn't help but noticed her ripped tights. Strange. Most girls don't wear that kind of fashion, not even here on the Outside. It was cool; he liked it. He smiled, and shyly waved in her direction.
Kim Taehyung [A] 8 years ago
@David Schmitt [ sorry for the lateness!! ; = ; cries. I was just swamped with for the past few days though my muse wanted to write]

A small pang of guilt struck Taehyung at the admission that coming out there, that too well past curfew for even being outside one's home, was hard. It had to be, of course. On any other occasion (seeing as how the only other real occasions were Anonymous meetings)he wouldn't have felt guilty as they all ran the risk, but this time it was because he had asked him to come. Had something happened, that was on him.

But nothing had, so he convinced himself to push the thought aside after an apology, "I know, I'm sorry. I--" cutting himself short of saying that he shouldn't have, Taehyung glanced back over to the other and returned a sheepish smile. "I guess that's just about the only answer, huh?" He had yet to meet anyone who could honestly say that their day had been good. And most knew better than to speak of their day altogether.

Silence hung in the air for a brief moment before Taehyung started, remembering what he'd brought along. "Oh!" reaching beside him, he felt around for it in the darkness behind the bushes before tugging the small box from a small paper bag. A box of Godiva chocolates. The Belgian treat was no longer imported since the change in government, but Taehyung had received in the form of thanks from a family he'd helped, who had refused to take no for an answer. Fidgeting with it, he spoke looking more at it than at David, "I, uh, I don't know how much of a sweet tooth you have, but...I got these, and...yeah. I didn't really have anyone else to ask to share it with," Placing the box between them, he glanced at the man briefly, the insecure expression flickering across his face a world away from the cold confidence it usually wore. "I mean, not that that's why I asked you to come!" He hastened to explain, "but, you know. It's pretty good from what I remember."
Taylor Momsen 8 years ago
@David Schmitt Another day, another dollar. That was the single most relevant one-liner of Taylor's entire life so far. Indeed, she loved her line of work and she liked to heal people. But she was no robot; the woman needed a damn break. It was a marvelous Friday afternoon, and Taylor was ready to spend it how she pleased on the Outside, with no cameras and no responsibilities. Just the way she liked it.

The blonde young lass in her ripped-up tights made her way from the city to the Outside with ease. By now she had been to the Outside so many times that she knew her way around. There was a whole block of shops Taylor loved to go to whenever she visited. A record shop with all the rock music she could lay her hands on, a coffee house to appease her frappucino needs, and a clothing store where she often spent hours shopping. She was just like any other girl from before the revolution. The only difference was that Taylor was a risk-taker.

Walking along the road, the clinking sound of her heels against the pavement, Taylor turned her head ever so slightly. It was this moment in which a familiar face had caught her eye; Was that... freaking David Schmitt? She furrowed her brows together and came to a halt, moving her body to face the man standing some distance away. Yep. It was bloody David Schmitt! Who else had that face? She could recognize him from anywhere, really, after having seen so many of his films and listened to his other work. She was a fan, no die-hard, but nonetheless an appreciator. Seeing a childhood idol of hers here in the Outside had her baffled, in all honesty.
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Kim Taehyung David bit his lip. Part out of curiosity and part out of fear. He was always a little scared when moving and sneaking around to get to the outside. It was a risky and dangerous thing to do. If you got caught, you more than likely were gonna end up dead. Also, not only that, but if any officials ever found out about the Outside's existence, the area would soon be filled up with cameras and officials, just like every where else. Then, no one would have a place to go to be free. No one would have a place to love openly. And, even worse of all, Anon would have no where to meet. WIthout the Outside, would there even be an Anonymous anymore?

In addition to feeling fear, he was curious. He wasn't sure what was about to go down. Why did Taehyung want to meet? And, unofficially, on top of that? He couldn't imagine anything that the two of them had to discuss at all. Heck, even officially, they didn't have much to say to each other. Yeah, sure, at meetings, they exchanged words every now and again, but that's all it was: words. Not whole sentences or anything like that, let alone an actual conversation.

He saw Taehyung hide quickly behind a tree when he came. "Relax, it's just me," he reassured. "Yeah, it wasn't easy, but I'm, here." He nodded. He furrowed his brow, not knowing to answer the question "How are you?" How can you answer that in this world? No one is doing well in this world. But, David wasn't one to be all doomy and gloomy, either. So, instead of answering negatively, he simply shrugged and made a shy smile.
David Schmitt 8 years ago
@Choi Sungmin David sighed, relieved. Thankfully, he had made it safely to the outside without being caught. He was always edgy every time he took a trip to the outside and back. "Okay," he whispered to himself, "Okay." He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly while counting to ten in his mind. He cleared his throat, making sure he was ready to speak. He had a meeting with some guy named Sungmin, who was apparently a fellow Anon member. He had never seen this Sungmin before, but he had heard the name being mentioned up every now and again from other Anon members.

"Let's do this," he said, prepping himself. He walked through the forest and all the pretty flowers to the exact spot where they were desinated to meet. He saw the young man standing there, waiting for him. "Annyeong," he said softly. He bowed and made a cute, small, shy smile. He saw by the look on this Sungmin guy's face that he was...what was the word to describe it? Surprised? Confused?

A slight smirk fell upon his face. He got it. He completely understood. After all, David didn't look like many people in the modern society. What, with his messy hair full of gel and mousse, his arms loaded with tattoos, his nose ring, and ripped jeans, and all. That went double because most people knew what he did for a living. He worked for the government, but he didn't fit the mold at all. He stood out even more at the workplace than he already did amongst the regular citizens.

"Yeah," he answered, "I'm David. You Sungmin?"
Choi Sungmin [A] 8 years ago
@David Schmitt Sungmin wasn't sure what he was to expect, he was told that there was someone that he had to meet. Someone by the name David and that was all he knew about the man. He was told that he would be a key element in one of the first public acts of rebellion. Taehyung had mentioned that the person that he was to meet worked for the government.

Even though he had never met the man, or in fact even seen him, Sungmin had a vague picture of him. A picture he was soon to realize was completely wrong. David from his description, a government worker, would probably be wearing a suit or something that worked with what the state had portrayed. He was supposed to be a key element in their public act of rebellion, an so he must have been one of the front line workers. A gentleman in looks most likely, he thinks, someone who was probably clean-shaved and the ceo type of figure 'who talks all pretentiously'.

That, was why it took a moment of surprised silence when he saw a man approach him. /It couldn't be/. He couldn't have been the man that Taehyung had described, but never the less when it was a pleasant surprise, he really was not feeling patient enough to talk to someone with the personality he had created in his mind.

"Hello?" He said when they were close enough and at the place that they were to meet. "Are you David?"
Andy Biersack 8 years ago
@Choi Sungmin Andy was really into the tattoo he was just giving. It was beautiful, and the man who requested it really had put much thought into it. He liked when people not only wanted tattoos for fashion, but when they really meant something to them. Of course, he couldn't say the same about himself. Most of the color under his skin was for fashion reasons, but there were quite a few who were not. The older he got, the more thought he put into them.

Once finished with the art piece in front of him, he leaned back and rubbed his eyes; the cold light was giving him blurry visions and a severe headache. He poured himself some water, took the money from his former client and emptied his glass. There was barely so much he could do before he called his next client- a boy called Sungmin- and was caught completely off guaed when he sat down, turned away his head, revealed his hip and didn't even give him a detailed description of what he wanted before ordering him to do it. Andy put the glass away, sat on his chair, lifted the seat Sungmin was sitting in, and took the needle in his hand. He slightly brushed over the boy's skin, and leaned in to start painting. The pen almost touched the boy's skin when Andy looked up and smirked.

"Did you really think I'd tattoo you like that?" He leaned back, turned the needle off and crossed his arms. "Come here," said Andy, sat down at his desk and took another chair for Sungmin to sit on. "We'll figure out a tattoo that fits you, and if you decide you really want it, you can still get it afterwards. And if you don't, the worst that can happen is I painted an awesome tattoo that will never touch your skin."
Choi Sungmin [A] 8 years ago
@Andy Biersack And there he was sitting there just staring, he was the next to go. Was he really going to do this? There is a moment of hesitation before he smacks his own hand over his cheek. /No, Sungmin- stop, you're going to do this! You're going to be a man and do this!/ There was a whole conversation going on in his head; facial expression changing one to another, an he could not have possibly been more appreciative of the fact that there was no one watching him as he did. His attention drifted over to the process being done to someone else; eyes widening to the point that they would probably pop out the sockets any moment. Fortunately before that wasn't the ending as his name was called and drifted his attention else where.

He had seen the man a couple of times at the bar in town, and it was the week before that he heard of the tattoo parlor that he also had. Naturally his first response to the knowledge was that he should get a tattoo to meet the man because he was attractive- as if a hello wouldn't suffice. Before he knew it Sungmin was the one to go, straightened up (completely doing a 360 from a moment before, hunched over and certain that he would see that morning's breakfast for the second time that day.)

"So... how you doin?" He says once he took a seat flashing a slightly unconvincing smirk. "I'd like a tiger near my hip please. no details." He said hesitating before he lifted his shirt "Just do it quickly-'
Kim Taehyung [A] 8 years ago
@David Schmitt This was not usual, even for Taehyung's whose life entailed mostly of what was unusual.

But the curiosity had been bothering him for so long, that he wasn't wuite sure how he had managed to keep it to himself for as long as he had.

David. He was older than Taehyung by nearly eight years, and one look at the man's facec told of a past marred with horrid stories. Like many other, he had lived and seen more than his age suggested. This much was obvious to most who knew David. But what intruiged Taehyung wasn't that-- it was the spark of intelligence and life in his eyes. Most he knew who had pasts that were better not revisisted and a present no less pleasant were broken inside. And when Taehyung met the exception, he waited for long, observed, and finally had the courage to ask to meet. Unofficially, of course and only if circumstances permitted.

For him, they had permitted it. He succeffully sneaked out of the watched areas and into the country side, at the side of a stream that was nearly a ten minute walk away from the watched borders. He looked around nervously, then let out a breath. When the rustle came, he moved behind a tree on the off chance that it was someone he'd be less keen to meet- like a soldier. But when the familiar figure came into sight, he couldn't help a relieved smile. "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to make it," he allowed softly, it was always a fear with the way they lived. He hesitated, not entirely sure how to hold a casual conversation after so long, and embarassed by that realization. "How are you?"
Choi Sungmin [A] 8 years ago
@Song Dahye It was not uncommon to see citizens in the outskirts of the town, but this place was different. Different for two reasons, one was that the place was after an uphill the walk up there was difficult, and the second reason making it more difficult as there would security guards from the hospital that looked over. But today was different, and Sungmin knew that for a fact as the security that would have been watching over the back of the hospital would not be there that night as there was a pepper-ally happening in 30 minutes. Many would leave there position to secure that area.

Sungmin had been laying down on the ground a couple of meters away as the woman approached. Part of him was expecting her not to come, given the threats that it implied. But now that she had, his actions had to be thought out. She was a government worker if anything, and thus her reason to come, could have very well have been to find and report the person that initiated a meeting. The lights from the town had casted a silhouette as she walked towards the location but he couldn’t focus on the face, it being too dark to see the features. As the footsteps closed in Sungmin sat up, clearly she hadn’t seen him in the dark. Taking the flashlight that he had with him; he turned it on and shined it towards her to show that he was there.

“You showed up.” He states before turning off the most probably annoying light from her face. “Didn’t think you would.” But on the other hand, it could have been that he struck the humanitarian part of her. Maybe she wasn’t on the side of the government. No one could fall under the command of another even if they had the power to kill without another question when they have had the taste of freedom. There has to be a limit to how much they conform.

“Please… take a seat.”
Song Dahye 8 years ago
@Choi Sungmin She was oblivious to how late it had become until she was part of the last batch to finish up. Her father (as expected) and a couple other researchers had been in their offices, doing what she assumed was work relevant to the experiments they ran. Even now, the mere thought had the power to give her chills, mostly because most, if not all their research had been centred on mental health. Mainly, the questions were: how to break someone and how to do it fast - as requested by the government. Dahye knew that it was due time before they would be asking of her the same things when she would take off with her own research.

Dahye mused on all of this whilst on her way home, again, oblivious to the feeling that she was being watched since "Big Brother was /always/ watching." Feeling too much like she imagined a robot would, she walked straight home without batting an eyelash, past her front door and into a safe corner where she could sigh heavily and frown slightly - letting it be known that the day had taken a huge toll on her. She did not have long to herself, though, as she heard the mail slot open and tensed up considerably - wondering if she had been found out by the thought police. She grimaced at the thought of how they would try to break her with experiments that her own father monitored and which she wrote reports about.

Instead, the soft sound of plastic dropping to the floor and the voice that followed had caught her attention. And so, clearing , she quietly made her way to the front door to pick her ID up - noticing right off the bat that there was an unusual feel to the back of it as the ID appeared to have raised a little. Keeping her expression maintained, she waited until she was back to her corner before she read it - not before she went through a couple of her usual routines since she wanted to keep a bit consistent with whatever pattern.

Although it did not include waltzing out of her home and into some forest, she was sure that they would not catch on much since the routine she 'developed' was more for her own peace of mind than the cameras. She wrapped the scarf around her face as soon as she entered the forest - taking it off later to wrap it around herself once more since she saw no point in hiding from whoever had returned the ID to her. So with her frame pressed against the bark of a tree, she narrowed her eyes into the darkness before she whistled soft and low to let whoever it was know that she was here.
Choi Sungmin [A] 8 years ago
@Song Dahye [welp i'm sleepy so if there is any grammer/spelling errors that's why. ]
It was late by the time that Sungmin could leave the cafe, for a place that was so strict on rules, it never failed to to surprise him how much people had still walked in for a coffee at nine pm. The coffee machine was cleared and cleaned, counters wiped, curtains closed and the last thing he had to do before he left was to turn off the lights. As he opened the door, from the distance he spotted someone that looked familiar and it took another glance before he could recognize her.

Sungmin dug through his pocket, then pulled out a piece of identification card that he had found that morning. He wouldn't have even noticed her, if it wasn't for the list of orders that she made before she had left. He was not a morning person, and anyone who came up with more than 10 orders before 10am was bound to get into his ' list'. This thought of course was completely wiped off his mind when he spotted that identification; though young, her position was quite impressive... and very useful for him. Once he made sure that all was locked and secure he moved to an area where he knows the cameras wouldn't catch him before scribbling something down on to a piece of paper then folded it to the size of the card before slipping the note into the plastic case. His eyes searched for her as soon as he was done, /where was she headed to this late at night?/. He could have run up to her and gave the ID back, yes, but too curious of where she might have been going to he follows, leaving enough space between them so that she wouldn't be doubtful.

His answer, had ended in being her house. Not thrilling enough for his curiosity but something he should have expected. Once she is inside he moved closer to the door and for a moment he wonders if he should knock before deciding against it and instead slips the ID with the note hidden in it between the mail slot.

"You dropped your ID this morning Ms. Song, I've put it through the mail slot." He says more for the microphones to pick up rather than for her to hear.

Note:
/Ms. Song Dahye,
Your ID says you're a psychiatrist, I need help.
I'll be at the oak tree 900 meters west from the hospital in 3 hours. Would you meet me?/

And with that he was gone, he needed to get her there-somehow and this was the only tactic he could think of at that moment- it hadn't matter what chord he struck as long as it had an impact. If she were to meet either report him, or help, she would have to come to the location to find out the sender... and that was all he needed for her to do at that moment.
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darkfengxi 8 years ago
Sunggyu is leaving due to inactivity. Thanks for having me!
pixels 8 years ago
noooooooo wtf
why am I just now finding out that this rp exists ;;
weeps

if you ever revamp/re-open let me know
DONOTTHROW 8 years ago
Joanna Kuchta will be taking her leave. Thanks for all the time!
aggressiokinesis 8 years ago
could you please add kim jongin?
MundayFunday 8 years ago
David Schmitt is leaving.
giribabe 8 years ago
my apologies for literally not doing anything while here but
yein has left ;;
darkfengxi 8 years ago
hi, can you reserve infinite's kim sunggyu for me? thank you o u o
distill 8 years ago
Hi there! Are we allowed to reserve characters that haven't been applied yet by others if it's been awhile?
DONOTTHROW 8 years ago
i
am
back
bit****ches :^)
giribabe 8 years ago
would you mind adding lovelyz' jung yein? thanks!
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