#x. if your life was gold; how long do you think you'd stay living? ( eun ji soo )

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@choi-yoon hit “ ♡ ”

»»———— “Oh come on, you don’t have to look so WORRIED - ” First to break the silence - she works her voice round her lip, split down the middle, and leans over to poke at the somber boy, sat on the opposite side of closed office doors. Beyond, a murmur of voices, most likely administration trying to decide what to do with them. “Relax - nothing bad’s going to happen. YOU didn’t do anything anyway. Besides, everyone saw how it went down.” A hallway full of witnesses, Jisoo being one, that had seen the group of boys say all sorts of TERRIBLE things. Of course, she never could KEEP STILL about something like that - hence the bruises on her knuckles, and the welt already growing purple on her shin. She’s going to have to apologize for the black eye she gave the other student, and there’ll no doubt be a SCOLDING waiting for when she gets home - but really, she’d seen red. How horrible did someone have to pick on someone else for something that must have been so PAINFUL?

Realization hits her A BEAT LATE - her eyes widen as she looks to him. “Or - are you uncomfortable cause you’re sitting with me? I’m - not usually this...tough. I swear - ah, here - ” Jisoo sticks her hand out toward him. “I’m Eun Jisoo. I DON’T BITE, I promise.”

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so lighting differences across the shows is definitely going to kill me, and iconning so far has been a pain in the butt but my girls?? look cute???? also shoutout to @tatterdhearts for being a saint and sending some heejoo icons fjdkals;fjkls;df

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@realitieshattered​

»»———— Door opens, and a rush of fresh air diffuses into the stale, dead silence of the room.  A dull ache erupts in her middle when she sits up ALL TOO QUICKLY, and an involuntary hiss passes through her teeth. Gaze flits a little guiltily to Ahn’s face. “Tch - you don’t have to look like THAT.”  She says by way of greeting, wrinkling her nose at how rough her voice sounds. “You look like you’re looking at a GHOST.” Well - she had very nearly been, or so she’d been told. Jisoo’s world had gone dark to Seungmo’s voice in her ear and blood on her hand, and then it had RESTARTED to the sting of antiseptic and the faint, untraceable beeping of machinery she’s come to associate with hospitals. Everyone seemed reluctant to fill her in on the gap in her memories. Her father had simply patted her hand and told her that it will all be TAKEN CARE OF. Officer Lee had stood silent to the side, looking like he had something to say, but could not quite say it. Altogether - NOT VERY REASSURING. She has a million and one questions - and tries not to seem overeager now, shifting toward Ahn slowly to avoid jostling her stitches any more. “So? What’s happened since I’ve been out? Is your hyung back yet?” 

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“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.” ( ahn taking care of his noona !! )

»»————“Yah, don’t rush. You’re making me dizzy, buzzing around like that - ” Faint laughter colors voice as the lights in the living room flicker on - and she surveys the familiar space with a touch of nostalgia - when was the last time she’d been here? The room remains the same - the view outside the window glittering and alive - but somehow, everything has changed in an instant and can never go back. Her mother wanted her straight back after her brush with death - but Jisoo needs time away from the comfort and familiarity of her own home -  time to come to terms with what has happened since she lost consciousness in that underground tunnel, to puzzle together the past decade and all the time she spent on this case, to stem the tears shed over the people she loved that were swept into it.  And besides, with Seungmo gone, Ahn would be all BY HIMSELF, save for the ghosts, in an empty apartment. She remembered what it’d been LIKE before, all those years ago when Seungmo had left the first time -  remembered how Ahn had been then, remembered how she’d promised to herself never to let it happen again. He has Jae-in now, of course, and Officer Nam - but Jisoo has been and ALWAYS will be his big sister. “Seriously - take your time, it’s not like I’m gonna suddenly leap up and sprint away from this couch.” 

In all seriousness - though she’d been discharged from the hospital, she’d been strictly warned off anything but the lightest duty for another month at least. Even sitting up too quickly makes her middle ache.  Though - that might also be the fact that she hadn’t eaten since the discharge - “But - I guess I won’t say no to food.”

@tatterdhearts / post trauma starters

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“!!!” (kang-gil-young @ jisoo)

»»————“It’s not - ah - as bad as it looks. Promise - ” Bites back CURSE - face contorting from the flippant smile she was supposed to offer her coworker. A thin layer of sweat glistens on her forehead - and between her fingers, pressed firm to her side, the tell-tale CRIMSON sheen of blood is spreading, gaining in radius on jagged threads of cream-colored wool. A particular swing she HADN’T managed to sidestep completely. Not too bad - she'll live, regardless.  “The suspect’s gotten away. Can’t be too far though - ” Jisoo tries to sit up, in spite of the immediate, searing pain in her side that follows. Instead she lifts a hand, a bloody finger, and points. “That way. If you go RIGHT NOW, you might be able to catch him still.”

@kang-gil-young /  send “!!!” to find my muse broken, dirty, and covered in blood.

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❝ I’m not one of those who can easily hide… ❞ (Modern Mu @ Jisoo)

»»————“Well  - you made an EFFORT.” A snort, barely-contained mirth warm in voice as she turns round from her desk and leans back, folding arms across chest. It’s the end of a very long day - and yet she can’t quite seem to banish the grin tugging insistently at the corners of her lips as she inspects the man almost comically crouched behind the office plant despite being nearly a head taller than it. The picture is admittedly absurd, and yet SOMEHOW - just a little bit endearing. “Shouldn’t be too hard on yourself, though - your odds are rigged. You should know I’m very good at finding hidden things. PROFESSIONAL HABIT.” Jisoo laughs as she clambers off her wheeled office chair, gets to her feet. “Nothing escapes these eyes. But - remind me, why were you trying to hide in the first place?”

@a-mighty-thunder / moulin rouge starters (STILL ACCEPTING BC I STILL LOVE MOULIN ROUGE)

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❛ i was surprised you stuck around. ❜ (kang-gil-young @ jisoo)

»»————For a moment she simply stares, smile frozen on her face - because god, Gil-young shouldn’t sound so SURPRISED, like sticking around is somehow an incredible feat - but Jisoo recovers quickly enough, digging an elbow playfully into the other girl’s ribs. “Yah, did you underestimate me Kang Gil-young? I told you already, remember?” Smile splits into a grin that stretches wide and sly across her face as she throws her arms around her friend. “I’m like BAD GLUE. I never come off.”

@kang-gil-young / fun. starters  

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"What doesn't kill me better run." (kang-gil-young @ Jisoo)

»»————“Well, all things considered, they won’t have to run too FAST.” Sarcasm drips from voice as she ducks under police tape and drops down to sit beside her colleague on the curb - shakes her head, half fond and half exasperated. Jisoo thought she had been the RECKLESS one - but compared to what Gil-young seems to constantly get herself into, Jisoo must seem to be the goddess of SAFETY. “I’d grouse at you for never calling backup first, but that would make me a hypocrite. Ten thousand won says they put you on desk duty for that stunt, though.” Grin tugs at lips as she elbows the other woman lightly in the side. “For the rest of the month AT LEAST.”  

@kang-gil-young / various

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open; mutuals only please ! 

»»———— “I passed up a murder case for this - ” Voice FLAT as she grumbles to herself, climbing out of the car. Arms are already crossed over chest as she ducks under the police tape. “SO? What happened?” 

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