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It all started with a day at the grocery store. [break] She wishes she was kidding. [break][break]
No. Stephanie Nguyen is your local middle school kid. That one kid who skips class. That one kid who thinks that there are better ways to spend your life than to be holed up in the classroom. That one kid who would probably laugh in your face for trying to educate her. That one kid who found it all the more entertaining to just.. Mess around. To screw around with you. To shit around, to whatever. But though disobedient and michevious she was, she was by no means, a criminal. She was by no means a bad kid, and she was no means someone who should be getting the attention that she does get. An innocent soul she's been called, a precious child who's naught been exposed to the harsh realities of this world. A child who's gotten everything handed to her by her doting, elder sister. Well, you wanna know what she says to them? [break][break]
Fuck. [break] Fuck. Them. [break][break]
Yes, the child will swear. Just the other day, she was minding her own business in the grocery store. However, this was only because Stephanie had been working and toiling her own child hands to rake up and save enough extra money for both herself, and her elder sister. After school hours, Stephanie stepped out to the store to grab A large piece of steak; something large enough for two people to have a nice dinner with. The only thing she had to say was damn, it was heavy. Heavy and a nuisance to take home, but Stephanie was capable of hauling it back to the front door to surprise Vivian. Unfortunately, she didn't get home until.. Way later. Way later than she would have liked to, of course. Because while she was in the grocery store, her sweet, sweet time was being absorbed by a man and his incoherent screaming at the cashier. Initially, Steph assumed that he was just butthurt over something, and let him ride it out. [break][break]
Unfortunately, there's just so much until he's held the line up for both herself and others for a whopping five minutes. At that point, Stephanie had just gotten plain irritated and impatient. Hence why she voice her opinion-- something that a child her age shouldn't be doing to a man who was probably three times her age. The result? She got a major scolding from the man, even going so far as to humiliate him with how childish and petty he was acting. Thankfully, her age was what let her off the hook that time around, and the man was removed from the store by security so people could go on with their days. She never would have expected for the woman behind her to approach her, more with a beaming smile after paying for the food. They hit it off - thankfully - and then she finds out the girl was in the music industry as a DJ. [break][break]
What's more is that she just so happened to be friends with the people in a group Stephanie happened to be a fan of. [break][break]
Hearing this, Stephanie nearly jumped. Even more so when the albino only called her a few days ago, asking for her address and if some people could go over. Of course, Stephanie didn't exactly know what to expect. Rather, the petite, blonde child ended up sitting on the couch whilst awaiting further instructions. The clock marched on, and her gold eyes seemed to glare at the ever-advancing second hand. [break][break]
"Stephanie? Who are you waiting for?" [break] "I'm waiting for a guest."[break] "... A guest? Today? Ah.. Right. You said you made a friend the other day."[break] "Yeeeup. But she said this is a friend of her friend."[break] "... Just.. Be careful, alright Stephanie?"[break] "You'll be in the other room, it'll be fiiine~"[break] "I'm aware of that, but we're still both females."[break] "Aaaand? You know I can kick the shit out of any guy who lays a finger on y--"[break] "Language, Steph." [break][break]
And with that, the child giggled as she leaned back and eyed down the hallway of the apartment. Down there, a sigh could be heard. A sigh of near disappointment. But waiting wasn't going to make time move faster, and so the girl picked up a thin paint brush and dipped it into a small container of water. With that, the girl began to gently dap at the solidified, watercolour paints and gently press it against the uneven papers. It's not long until she's able to create something of a human figure, paired with purple and a gold gradient. The girl picks up another brush, gently dipping the tip into an ink pot to carefully outline the smiling figure. A painting would certainly pass the time, she thought. [break][break]
And indeed, it did. Shortly after completion, the Pachirsu Gijinka's ears perked upwards. Her tail followed suit at the sound of the doorbell, and this prompted her to put down her brush and walk her way over to the door. Their apartment was a small one, but it was quaint. Quaint with two bedrooms, thankfully. But otherwise, it wasn't much a walk from her room to the front door itself. "Coming!" She shouts out. The little girl eventually grasps the doorknob, quick to open it up. Turn the handle and look up--[break][break]
Hold up.[break] Wasn't that--[break][break]
"... Tae Seung?" The girl stares for a brief moment. And for a second there, her grip on the knob tightens before a brighter smile stretches across her face. "It's Tae Seung! Like, in the flesh!~" And there she goes. However even though she's pleasantly surprised, Steph made a note as to not scream as loudly as she.. Probably should be. But even then, she was being a bit.. Well, she was internally freaking out. [break][break]
"Were you the visitor that Aure said was coming?" And with that, her eyes light up as she waits for a response.
Post by Tae Seung Kyon on Mar 14, 2018 17:56:02 GMT -6
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[attr="class","mouths1"]Now, Tae Seung himself was normally one for fan meetings. Hell, he was one for meetings in general. Didn’t really matter if it was for business, or fan meetings, or other things of the sort. As far as he was concerned, most of the meetings that he got signed up for - be it of his own, personal volition, or from other matters - were more or less good and crap in the long run, so for the most part, he normally didn’t mind. And on the topic of fan meetings, that right there was exactly why he found himself straying away from his home and common schedules that day. See, he had a conversation with a good friend of his a few days back. Nice girl, she is; somewhat questionable at times, but all in all, she’d always been a pretty good person. But anyways… VISITS! FAN VISITS, MAINLY. Yeah, it wasn’t every day that he did something like but, well…
...Word on the street was that there was a SAVAGE AF middle schooler. And Tae being Tae, he just had to meet her.
So, that being said… His friend texted him up a little while back. They talked a little bit; discussed what happened at a grocery store- yes, a grocery store of all places. Told him that the line was being helped up at a register. Told him that a tiny little girl told an old man what the fuck was UP after he complained a shitload, and, well… Bada bing, bada boom- HE GOT HIMSELF A FAN MEET. Well...after his friend caught up with her and chatted her up, too. Got her name, address… All that good shit. Even caught a glimpse of her sister, who, mind you, was hot as Hell based on a painting he saw earlier in that same day, but--
WELL. THAT WAS A STORY FOR ANOTHER DAY.
ANOTHER DAY, ‘CAUSE WE’RE HERE TO VISIT A TINY LITTLE CHILD. A SAVAGE CHILD. A beast.
And it just so happened that he was just stepping onto the front door of the beast’s lair itself. He peered at the door for a few seconds before reaching out and giving the doorbell next to the frame a quick press- and from then on, he played what was a pretty quick waiting game. His hands slipped into his pockets as he rolled his shoulders and his neck alike; idly glancing around the hallway while waiting for his incoming host to greet him. A tune began to be hummed under his breath as he bounced softly upon his feet.
Upon hearing and seeing the door before him begin to open, however, he ceased the subtle melody under his breath; tail and ears alike twitching softly and perking up a faint amount as he looked forward once more. After the door itself opened enough for him to catch a faint glimpse of the apartment within, he found himself looking down and at the person in particular that took care to come to his attention. From the moment he saw the gradually shifting expression upon her face, his eyes narrowed faintly, and a grin tugged upon his lips. He listened to what she had to say, and by the time she was done, the aforementioned smile found itself instinctively and immediately broadening as he laughed and gave her a casual shrug.
”Thaaaat’s me, yup~,” he started off rather nonchalantly. His head tilted, and his ears twitched once more in both curiosity and interest alike as he eyed her. ”And maaaaybe I was~... It more or less depends~. Were you the one who apparently told some old dude off in the front of a grocery store~?”
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Stephanie's eyes brightened up, hearing the confirmation come from his lips themselves. Oh my god-- First she was talking to a DJ, and now she's pretty much in the presence of an idol! And all by being a little brat to an older dude who was being a prick in the grocery store! But honestly though, she didn't think that Aurelie would actually.. Manage to get Tae Seung to come over to her place. What confused her even further was that she couldn't see the other performing sister anywhere. Ji-Yeon, if she recalled correctly. Even though she was a fan of their music and a fan of them, themselves, Stephanie was always the type of person to pay more attention to the music they made, rather than the artists themselves. The only time she would bat her eye towards them was when she listened to enough music composed and sung by them to have those names stick. [break][break]
And in response to his question, the girl beamed up and nodded her head. Quite a bit, actually. "Guilty as charged! Although.. Vivi kind of got mad at me for making a scene." The squirrel female's ears perked up rather energetically, sparks of electricity began crackling int he fur of her fluffy, electric tail. Stephanie stays by the door, maintaining that generally chipper demeanour before realizing just how long she's been blocking the doorway for him. At this revelation, she quickly jolts upwards and grasps her hand around the knob. The young gijinka pulls the door up larger for the male, hazel eyes following his figure with near, suppressed and anxious excitement. "Come in~.. Although, I'm a little surprised to see that you didn't come with Ji-Yeon.. How is she?~" Her other hand lowers before her, holding onto the red sleeve from her hoodie. The red hoodie that had splatters of acrylic paints on them, with a few stains from water colour and of other pen and pencil markings. There were a few drops of paint on her face, followed by smeared colours on her fingers in general. Buuut since Vi was usually a neat freak (in some occasions), she wore gloves so that paint didn't get everywhere. [break][break]
The interior of the apartment was small, but it was cozy enough for two people. Basic kitchen, living room and a small hallway that led own to two separate rooms and a bathroom at the end of it. Although, the living room was less of a living room. If anything, the hallways had a blank wallpaper that was put up, with occasional splatters of paint here and there. To compliment that, there were a couple of paintings of scenery or random doodles that stretched down the majority of the halls. On the other hand, the living room had two desks; as though someone took a knife and split the room in half to make two different rooms. Whereas one half of it was neat, tidy and mainly consisted of papers, student tests and pens, the other side was littered with papers on the ground, in the net basket of a trash can, and a number of paintings and doodles that were posted onto the wall. Asides from that, they both had their own cabinets; one that held finished artwork as a large portfolio of sorts, and the other holding.. Something like office work. Plans and the like. [break][break]
Long story short, it's like someone cut the room right down the middle, and then stuck an actual living room at the front of it.[break][break]
Stephanie gleefully travels down over to the living room, before pointing over to the couch near the front of the room. A couch with a television and a separate desk for whatever needed to be done. "Sorry about the mess and all~.. I was kind of doing some painting before you got here, so I kind of look like a mess." She turns her attention back to Tae, hand pointing back and gesturing over to a specific painting of a young woman. This one, unlike the rest, was actually framed and carefully placed at the top of her designated cabinet. "I was trying to make a repaint of that, since it's been a while~". Stephanie childishly giggles while taking her hoodie off, quick to toss it over to the chair that wasn't even bothered to be tucked into her desk. No, Stephanie didn't know how to greet guests properly. She was only thirteen for crying out loud, and even then, she was.. Well, frankly she didn't care. Couldn't care less. [break][break]
And with that, the petite gijinka stands by her desk while maintaining that smile. Well.. At this point though, it was less because an idol was at her place, and more of the fact that they actually had a visitor. She didn't exactly know how to greet them nor did she know how to talk -- that's where her sister outclassed her. Rather, Stephanie attempted to keep a rather casual conversation of her own, up. "So.. Again. Sorry that the place is a mess. Vi and I rarely get visitors, so I think she was surprised when I told her someone was coming over, too."
Post by Tae Seung Kyon on Apr 1, 2018 14:33:57 GMT -6
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[attr="class","mouths1"]Tae really just laughed at those first few words in response. Like, laughed. Cackled. Whatever. Whatever sounds Tae’s made. ”Hah~! Well, not everyone would approve of that kinda crap, but I still give you kudos,” he shot back with a shrug; grinning while tilting his head - and his ears, at different angles - all the while. With a sigh, he drew one of his hands upwards before hooking the tip of his index finger beneath the fabric of his face mask; pulling it down for the meantime so that it resided against parts of his chin and neck, rather than his face itself, and revealing that very smile that he took care to wear. ”’Cause, I mean… The elderly should be respected like anyone else, but that ain’t really any excuse for them to act so pissy all the time, ya feel me~? Old or not; it ain’t cool to be a dick and a disturbance to everyone else, and all~.”
Those words were spoken through the time that the child herself took a few steps back to clear the doorway, and upon hearing her invitation, the man himself merely accepted it by following right after her without much hesitation afterwards. With a better glimpse of the interior of the apartment almost instantly, the gijinka took care to peer around with a curious and intrigued eye all the same- though not without continuing to pay attention to the words that his temporary host was saying to him. Upon hearing them, he quirked his lip and hummed softly in thought before shrugging for a second time. ”Mmn… JiJi? Aaaaah...She’s still caught up at the studio, and all~. Jun Seo - our manager - wanted to have a word with her and a couple other of our group members~. Probably to go over a bit of choreo for the girls since he helps us choreograph, but yeah~.” He clicked his tongue softly for a couple of times before going on. ”Happens kinda often, so it can’t be helped. For what it’s worth, though, she told me she wanted to tag along~. Said that she’s still down for meeting you another time if you’re down, too~.”
And by the end of those statements, the Lycanroc merely continued his shortened trek through the room; still glancing around for a moment or two before taking care to note the area in which the girl gestured over to. A living room, it looked like. He walked over and to the couch within a brisk manner, but rather than going on to sit upon it, he merely shuffled over and kneeled over upon its cushions; leaning over and placing his hands and forearms atop its back rest to continue looking around with a curious eye as she spoke. Given that a small while had passed, he merely laughed once more while shaking his head. ”Naaaaah, nah; you’re good, you’re good~. I understand~,” he reassured her; peering over his shoulder to look over at her while speaking his part. His tail and ears twitched softly before he finally turned around and sat properly; crossing his legs comfortably and instinctively while continuing to gaze about. ”Honestly, I’m not in any place to judge about cleanliness, anyways~. I kinda leave shit scattered around my room on a normal basis anyways, sooo...yeah~. ...That, and my room is, like...hella bigger. A lot bigger. Aaand the entirety of it tends to be cluttered, so...it’s more or less worse. Woopsies~.”
He said such a thing in a casual way, even going so far as a blow a raspberry to dismiss it before his attention drifted towards other matters. Eventually, he found himself eyeing the little painting station that the girl had going on with a small degree of interest, and it was then that he remembered the picture that he’d managed to see a day or two ago. He blinked while eyeing it for a few moments more before taking care to look back towards Stephanie herself. ”Yo, though… On another note, I actually heard that you painted a bit before I came here, too,” he went on with a grin, nodding. ”I only caught a glimpse of one thing, but it was good shit, man. For real~.”
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"Glad to see that someone agrees with me!" [break][break]
Well said, too. There were few people who would actually support this behaviour, between her other teachers, the stupid students in her class, and Vi. Though, Vivian seemed to be significantly more lenient on her attitude, especially if the jerks deserved it. "Exactly!" Her voice chirps up, her lips curling upwards into a broader smile. "Just because their older, it doesn't give them the right to be rude to other people! Like I get the whole respect your elders thing, but that doesn't give them leeway to just pick on the younger generation like that!" Oh, what a relief to know that someone here had a decent head on his shoulders! The girl could practically jump for joy, especially because hell, he was the only other person she's met - save Aurelie - for supporting this otherwise uncouth behaviour. [break][break]
Now in response to her initial question about Ji-Yeon, she pauses and mulls it over, pondering his words. Though she was a child, this doesn't mean she's not observant. She could have sworn that she's heard that name before, no matter how foreign it may have sounded. Jun.. Jun.. Where had she heard that name before? Argh.. It was probably going to kill her from curiosity and irritation alike. Only because she found his name irritating. Only because she could have sworn that she's heard that name before, but where was what she couldn't put her finger on. Stephanie mulls it over again, this time around tapping her finger against her elbow as she repeats the name in her mind. Now, anyone else would think that it's not uncommon for her to know the manager's name, especially when he was watching over idols. On the other hand, Stephanie could have.. Sworn. She could have sworn that she has heard of his name. [break][break]
Maybe she should give them the benefit of doubt? But even then, Stephanie knows. Like, she just knows. Look, Stephanie wasn't like every single kid you'd see out on the streets. She's not like every middle schooler who would scream and squeal at every little thing, and would jump at gossip like the nosy little pricks they were. No, Stephanie knew when someone was worth her time. She knew when a name was worth the time of day, and she always kept her own, personal note as to who was who, did what, and who to keep an eye out for. Specifically for one person, but that was because said person was one of the most gullible people you could ever meet. You'd think it'd be the other way around, assuming that age difference they had. [break][break]
But again, benefit of doubt. [break][break]
Stephanie breaks that brief moment of thought with the shake of her head, bouncing in place for a moment before looking towards the scattered papers and palettes that littered her desk. The blond girl looks over with bright orange eyes, before her fingers gently graze over a few sheets of the paper on the table. "Aure showed you one--" She pauses and cuts herself off, more to give herself time to think of which specific one, she showed to the DJ. There were quite a few, but now she's trying to recall which one she showed long enough for the young woman to take a picture. But once it clicks with her, the brightened gaze of the girl seemed to light up. "Ohhhh! Right! That one! It was a water colour painting I made of my older sister, Vi. Just gonna say, the real thing is way prettier--"[break][break]
"Isn't." [break][break]
And out of literally no where, she hears the somewhat monotone voice from the back of the apartment. It sounded like she actually took the effort to raise her voice, having opening the door down the hall a bit to speak before the sound of the closing door follows. A grin stretches across the girl's face, all while leaning forwards to quickly run over to the hallway. "Liiiiies! You aaaaare pretty!" The girl retorts, which prompts a silent sigh from the other side of the door. Stephanie giggles a slight bit before turning back to Tae and with the shrug of her shoulders, she points down the hall. "So yeah, that buzzkill down there. That's Vi, or uh.. Vivian. She's not usually good with people, which is why she holes herself in her room. Woman lives under a rock. Like. A literal rock. So there's that~"
