It was yet another average day for the young were eagle as he lounged carelessly in the trees. Nothing was disturbing him, per usual, and if he so wished, nothing would. Although he had rather keen senses from his bird form, Kris also had the amazing ability to zone out so much that the rest of the world would essentially disappear around him, leaving him in his own quiet solitude. In his own opinion, there was nothing better than the beauty of being alone when he felt he really needed it. Moments like these gave the were time to ponder life, to think about his friends and loved ones, and to think about his girl as well. There were so many things to think about, and never enough time, so he made himself some time.
It was as he was just about to zone out and daydream about having a spectacular date with the adorable Geumhee that his eyes caught sight of a pair of large, off-white wings attached to a body landing gracefully upon the ground below. Kris sat up, gazing out over the land below to get a better look at the fair maiden that had just set foot onto the world. Golden locks tangled, wings calming after their flight, and body held strong with confidence, this girl was simply a marvel to look at. Plus she had landed just on the edge of the lake, which gave her a gorgeous moonlight glow. She wasn’t as pretty as a certain someone in his life, but he definitely made her curious.
In one swift motion, the boy jumped down from the tree, sliding his hands into his pockets and placing an awkward but friendly smile upon his face. “U-um… hello there, miss,” he greeted, tilting his head towards her to try to get her attention. He had never seen a creature with a human build, yet with such large and elegant wings. It was rather enticing to him, in fact. “Uh, h-have we met before? My name’s Kris…. you look familiar to me but I don’t quite remember. I-I’m sorry.” Well, so much for a calm introduction into casual conversation. If there was one thing that Kris was good at, it was fucking up the simplest forms of interaction known to mankind.
It seemed that she’d overestimated the state of the area she’d landed in after all. It had looked empty and quiet, but in fact, there was this one person who had hid himself well enough in the area so that she wouldn’t have seen him even if she’d bothered to scan more closely. It was almost a situation that made the angel just the tiniest bit unsettled, not because she was afraid of the guy who had just randomly popped out of a tree, but because she’d been in a similar situation before… and it hadn’t ended very well for her when the stranger had turned out to be a psycho teacher who wanted to rip out her wings for some sort of sick collection.
With that experience under her belt of numerous encounters with people who wanted to harm her, the guardian angel was rightfully cautious when the boy suddenly jumped out of the tree and landed a fair distance away from her. Even though he wore a friendly smile and had his hands in his pocket, Chaerin eyed him carefully before offering a gentle smile in return. “Met before?” This made the angel stop and think for a second, her mind working to recall his face from a long list of people she’d met for even the briefest moment. He did seem familiar… “Maybe we have, I usually greet all the new students so maybe that’s why?” It was a likely suggestion, more likely than the possibility that they shared a class together. If that had been the case, surely she would have recognized him more easily as a classmate.
For now, the angel would take her mind off being defensive and focus on conversation. Besides, even if he tried anything, she’d be more than able to take him down in a quick fight. So, with one hand running through her long blonde locks and the other extending toward the other in a polite gesture of greeting, the angel smiled more genuinely this time. “I’m Chaerin, it’s nice to meet you Kris. Sorry if I seemed… unfriendly for a moment but you can never be too careful with new people. Especially when you’ve had bad experiences.”
“Fine, fine.” Yoseob relented, laughing. “How could I argue with logic like that?” She was right, of course; not to mention that he would happily go along with most anything that she suggested. But if he was intending on enjoying the ball, he couldn’t watch it through the lens of a camera. Reaching out, he cupped his hands, waiting for the petal to be dropped into his hands—only to watch her eat it. “Hey! I thought you were going to share.” Wrinkling his nose, he nudged her with his elbow, teasing her by scowling. “You’re very mean for an angel, not sharing delicious candy with me.” Still, he was glad that she liked it; that meant it was doing just what it was he had created it to.
Shaking his head at the question, Yoseob shrugged. “I went to a formal dance or two. But nothing like what Insolitus can throw. Because I was in the human world before this. You wouldn’t get magic and wonder and all of the beauty of Insolitus. It was like a pale imitation. And of course, there was nowhere near as good of company.” He laughed at that, squeezing her hand. “What about you? Didn’t Heaven have beautiful dances and parties for Christmas? It’s supposed to be the most beautiful place ever, isn’t it?” It would certainly make sense to him if there were even more wondrous things there, given all of Chaerin’s stories about it. He liked that idea of Heaven, somewhere beautiful and shining, even if he didn’t like much else about it.
Pulling her after him, Yoseob moved toward the array of sweets and drinks set out, letting go of her hand to pick up a glass. “Want some punch?” He asked her the question with a smile. “You can’t go to a dance in the mortal realms without having your date get you punch. It’s like a rule of dances, practically.” At least that was what he had seen in movies and books; he had never really had anyone to take with him to dances before. But it was fun to get to play around like this.
Only laughter and smiles could be heard of and seen on the angel’s face respectively, but that was only to be expected when she was having such a good time with the only person that could bring out the entirety of her happiness. It wasn’t an exaggeration, not really. Of all the people she’d met in the past two years on earth, there wasn’t anyone quite like Yoseob. Sure, there were people she considered good friends or people she would always keep close because she liked them, but Yoseob was special. He was a ray of sunshine that had been there for her since the beginning of her ‘purgatory’ trying to amend for her previous sins.
“Well, I’m not the most ideal angel, I know that.” Chaerin said softly, a laugh hiding the insecurity in the statement that she believed all too firmly. “But, there are still several petals, so you can have one of those.” The angel said, alleviating the situation even though she knew that the imaginary friend had just been giving her a little tease. Indeed, the flowers of sugar still had a multitude of little petals to chomp on, but by the looks of it, that would come later since she was already being pulled along to explore more of the area. So, human places didn’t have parties as grand as this one… That was interesting. When prompted about heaven, Chaerin’s bottom lip poked out slightly as she shook her head once.
“No, nothing like this. Heaven is beautiful, but there is never any celebrations or parties. Even if there were, I wouldn’t have been able to attend because of my duties outside the gates.” It was when the imaginary friend let go of her hand that the angel blinked once and stared at his progression to a table laden with sweets and drinks. A rule of dances? Dances had rules? “Then, should I also get you a cup of punch?” The guardian angel was completely serious. If dates were supposed to get each other punch, then that meant she should get some for Yoseob too, right? It was one of those few moments when the angel was obviously not completely accustomed to the ways of those that lived on earth.
February 26th, 2014 - Happy 23rd/24th Birthday, Lee Chaerin! ♥
I’ll have Erika’s starter up tomorrow ;3
How long had it been since Chaerin had taken some time out of her days to spend an hour or two in the old comforts of the academy theatre? Too long. It had been several months at least, and in her absence, she felt pretty rusty without much practice except the weekly dance class that she had scheduled into her semester curriculum. A dance class that wasn’t even ballet-focused was nowhere near enough to keeping her in the kind of shape she had always regulated on herself, nor the sort of vigorous training she had built herself up for when she first arrived at the academy. Instead of practicing an hour each day, she had slacked tremendously starting from the point when her life had become a bit… hectic.
Well, that’s why she was here now, right? To refresh herself and take some time to do what she loved; dance. With a sigh of readying encouragement to herself, the angel walked into the center of the stage and first took a few moments to roll her feet from heel to toe in the pointe shoes. Preparations and stretches were always important in ballet if you didn’t want to end up with some major injury. The releve position was held on pointe for a few seconds just to get the feel of the shoe before the angel began the real movements.
There was a grace present in the way Chaerin conducted her pirouettes that was just natural to her. There wasn’t any movement that was forced, and everything just connected seamlessly as though she were the prima ballerina on stage for some big respected dance company in Russia or France. This was her forte outside of combat, but then again, wasn’t there a saying that said the best warriors are the ones that can dance? If that was true, then Chaerin could be a testament of truth to that statement. There wasn’t any music, but she didn’t need any. There was a melody in her head, and she easily transferred that into her movements. Dancing this passionately was probably the only thing that could take her mind off of everything, including her surroundings. For the moment, she was trapped in a world where only the melody in her mind and the way she moved her body mattered.
Things were looking far from pretty, and if anyone had walked in on the room at that moment, it would probably have seemed as though two angels were torturing a girl. Jieun was good at holding back her pain, but it was easy to see that pain on her face. Chaerin really couldn’t blame her. These sorts of injuries, they had to be worse than something like breaking a leg or an arm. Even so, just seeing the pain Jieun was going through made the guardian angel flinch just the slightest bit. It seemed too excruciating, but there was really no other way around it if Jieun wanted to get better. And Chaerin wanted her to get better.
The blonde older angel snapped out of her concerns for Jieun’s pain-filled state when Taeyeon mentioned lifting her up. “Alright, here we go…. Sorry Jieun.” Chaerin said softly as she lifted the girl’s body up and off the bed by a few inches, watching with steady eyes as the youngest angel began swiftly wrapping the bandage around her waist until the wound was fully covered and taken care of. As gently as she could, Chaerin lowered Jieun back onto her bed and blinked in slight astonishment when she caught the look the younger angel had given her.
Chaerin’s first reaction to what looked like egging on to treat the more serious wound was to simply sit there with a stunned expression before Jieun’s voice cut in. That nudged the angel farther and with a steadying sigh, she nodded her willingness to take over the emergency care to the young blonde and took a steadying sigh to calm herself. “Alright, luckily, I have some of the healing water that we can use for this wound…” Chaerin said, pulling out a vial of the academy’s famed healing water from the fountain from one of her pockets. “It’s not enough to heal you completely, but it should be enough to seal up the wound lightly.” Chaerin handed the vial over to Taeyeon, before reaching out to lift up Jieun’s shirt so that the wound was plainly visible. “Jieun, I’m sorry I’m not a healing angel… this is going to hurt. I wont lie.” The guardian angel placed her hand over the wound, and quickly did a little check to be sure there weren’t any splinters or leftover fragments of whatever had caused the wound with furrowed eyebrows. “Taeyeon, the water.” Chaerin took the bottle from the younger angel and quickly poured the water over Jieun’s more serious wound, biting her lips softly in the hopes that it would be enough to at least close up the wound with a thin layer of skin.
Continue to bear the pain. With those words a spot of Jieun’s sarcasm slipped through her pain and she let out a snort not even bothering to hide it. Could she do much else at this point than bear the pain? She knew the other angel was being nice, trying to offer comfort and that was the reason her expression softened and she attempted to offer the blonde a smile. The smile remained on her face as the bandages wound around her waist thanks to a lot of teeth gritting and gripping of the sheets beneath her. Upon laying back down a long haggard sigh was breathed into the air. “Remind me next time I decide to get shot to make sure I’m high as a kite before, during, and after.”
It was obvious the next wound was providing more than a small token of discomfort to Taeyeon and despite her pain Jieun found herself laughing softly at that fact. Loosening her hold on the sheets she reached out to pat the pure angels leg as she winked before closing her eyes. “Don’t worry mother Mary, we have the same bits and pieces I promise.” To Chaerin she made a face at the mention of the healing water, something she wasn’t in the least bit fond of but at this point knew she needed. “That’s the ticket, no lying to the patient, we can all be realist in this room.” Before the words had left her lips the water was on her skin and a yelp escaped her echoing in the room before she bit down on her lip hard enough to taste blood. I swear to sky I’m going to make friend with the healers as soon as this is all over.
When the pain began to fade from a burning sensation to a dull sting the angel opened her eyes staring at the ceiling and concentrating on her breathing. “It’s over right? we’re finished no more?” She didn’t have any other wounds she needed to take care of save for a few scratches and cut’s from the tree’s. With some difficulty Jieun shifted on the bed so that she was a bit more comfortable. “I take it you two will want to know what exactly happened to get me like this?” Her brown eyes were serious as she regarded the two girls near her. “I’ll tell you but first you have to swear not to repeat it to anyone else.”
A small smile crossed her face at each comment the fallen had made although her eyes were still concerned and worried about her friend’s physical being. Although this was no situation to joke around in, the blonde was relieved that Jieun was sarcastic and witty self which meant that she was okay despite the pain she was experiencing. “I hope you wouldn’t have to make a decision to get shot at again regardless if you’re in the air or on the ground,” she mumbled after she was done wrapping the bandages around the brunette’s waist. Her face flushed red in embarrassment at Jieun’s next comment about “having the same bits and pieces.” The nickname “Mother Mary” was something that she had grown accustomed to, but she was unable to say something back about being anatomically similar before grasping the vial of fountain water from Chaerin.
Regardless of what Jieun said was true, Taeyeon diverted her eyes away as Chaerin rolled up the shirt. Knowing that the fountain water was sure to be a burning type of pain, the blonde grabbed Jieun’s hand and allowed her to squeeze it to help deal with the pain. After a few minutes, the blonde decided it was time to see if the fountain water had worked its magic on healing Jieun’s chest wound. To her relief, the wound had healed as there was a fresh layer of skin. It felt like a heavy weight was shifted off her shoulders knowing that their work on treating Jieun was done. She left out a short laugh and nodded, “Yup, we’re all done. Thank God. But make sure you don’t move around too much or else your wound will open and start bleeding again. And if that happens, we’ll actually have to get someone else to heal you.” As Jieun shifted into a more comfortable position, she tidied up everything they had used and set it down on the floor so that it was out of their way.
Luckily Chaerin and Taeyeon didn’t have to ask Jieun to explain what had happened to her. Realizing that this was no time for rejoicing or joking, the blonde nodded her head in compliance to the brunette’s words. “Not a word of what you’re going to tell us will leave this room.”
Good for Jieun to be able to be a fair amount of snarky and joking at a time like this. It was probably just a way to take away the urge to scream in pain and keep her mind off said pain, but it was amusing nonetheless. Especially the bit about Taeyeon being ‘Mother Mary’. It almost made Chaerin bust out a chuckle, but she kept it inside so that she wouldn’t turn the situation into a lighthearted one. This was really no time to be laughing, not until the wounds were properly and completely taken care of. So instead of continuing to engage in conversation with the patient, Chaerin dedicated all her attention to making sure the bandages were wrapped correctly over the wounds and that the healing water got sprinkled over the other injured area. Thankfully, it seemed to work, though the patch of skin that healed over didn’t look to be a very thick one. Just as she’d assumed would happen.
“Yea, if you need anything, food or some magazines to read, don’t hesitate to let us know.” Chaerin added in after the younger angel’s warning to not move around so much. “We’ll help you as much as we can, so don’t stress your body too much.” Before they left the room later, the guardian angel made a mental note to find Jieun’s cell phone if she had one, and place it next to the bed just in case she wanted to call up for some help with something or needed anything. With the injured angel taken care of and stable, Chaerin took a deep breath and plopped onto the edge of the bed. She hadn’t realized it at the time, but now she felt the result of all that harried fussing. All the tension in her shoulders was melting away and soon, she was back in a more relaxed posture. It wasn’t until Jieun had spoken up that the guardian angel blinked and looked up at her face with a mild sense of curiosity and concern. Whatever had happened, was obviously something dangerous. “I’m not really fond of gossiping, so anything you tell us is safe with me.” She guaranteed her silence on the subject to others with a firm nod of her head, falling silent afterward to listen to what exactly had happened to cause this much physical damage in one person.
Yoseob did? *smiles and accepts both the flowers and the cup of bubble tea with a happy smile and a slight bow of her head in thanks* I hope your day goes well. *grins to herself as she turns away and makes arrangements to set the flowers in a nice vase as soon as she gets back to her dorm*
*is surprised but smiles anyway, accepting the bouquet of yellow flowers with a small nod* Jieun, first amazing shoes and now this. I’ll have to get her something… Thank you for delivering these!
She is the best.
CL the baddest dame.