❧ Backyard Garden

@✟ Myungsoo Hyesung was silent as he walked forward, his movements flowing like a river, calm and slow. Normally his pace was that of quick and silent, like a person good at sneaking around. That's how he had always liked it. Being able to be alone quietly and observe other creatures, if only to pass the time looking upon there faces. Some creatures he could tolerate, although their actions sometimes made him want to run them through with a spear. Others were just fine. It was really just demons that got to him most. That's why at first, when Myungsoo had arrived to the prison, all Hyesung did was stand back and watch. When the other started making jabs at his Father and his teachings, that's when he had started getting just a little irritated, and maybe just a bit apprehensive of the vampire. Not that he showed it. All he did in return was rebuke Myungsoo's statements and replaced them with holy teachings. Sometimes that never worked out though when the person you were talking to thought it was all just fake or made-up excuses. That's why he had always walked on a tightrope around the other, not really out of anything he could describe but just not really liking him too much, so to speak.

When he finally came to a stop in front of the other, he could clearly see the Vampire, while the mixture of trees and flowers behind the other circled together like foggy soup, making it hard to discern what was behind him. However, that was not what the fallen angel was paying attention to, as he suddenly felt the others hand on his cheek. "I'm not playing any game." he said, his voice coming out relaxed and explanatory. "The only thing that I would consider wrong is, I have to do...everything you say."

(Sorry it so bad. T^T I didn't know what to write and I'm still on mobile again.)

@☫ Hyesung Kim Myungsoo was a creature of curiosity, basing everything he did on the guide of action and reaction. His words, his movements, almost all of it spanned on the foundation of conjuring a conclusive result. His interactions with Hyesung had been no different... The man had been here far longer than Myungsoo had, so when the lecturer arrived, he immediately donned a sort of apprehension about him. There was something about this 'fallen' that kept him on his toes. Though, it wouldn't be all that inaccurate to deduce the exact same thing for most inhabitants here... But he'd noticed early on that he gained a heavy amount of sadistic glee toying with him- prodding incessantly at his upright ways and saintly mannerisms. He was always so briefly reminded of the priests he'd happen to encounter so infrequently in the streets of his youth- each of them glaring down at him from over their noses, smearing his existence in the dust with those merciless gazes. So it seemed to be an unmet vendetta that had him tugging at Hyesung's strings.

However, as the other neared him, Myungsoo could almost feel the line of their interaction being breached- stretched a bit farther than it'd even been intended. Something was different now... Something a bit too intimate than he'd been prepared for. He'd noticed the blankness that had befallen the angel's eyes, the cloud cover confusion that cast a veil beneath his brows. It had him pursing his lips and reaching out a tentative hand to cup gently, hesitantly at the other's cheek. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, his humor slowly easing away. "Yah, tell me. What sort of game are you playing?"

@✟ Myungsoo (Sorry for spelling mistakes. ;n; I had to switch to mobile.)

@✟ Myungsoo As Hyesung stood there, his mind cleared, pushing away violent thoughts of attack and replacing them with calmer images. Being under the other's control, was like having a viel put over his eyes. He could still see but...not completely. Like he was looking through a purposely distorted glass window. The only thing he could see completely clear was Myungsoo, most likely because the Vampire was the one who was in control now. It would have terrifies Hyesung had he not been ordered to calm down, so great was the extent of the others hold over him now, that they could even alter his very emotions. Again, that thought would have shaken the Fallen Angel to the core had he not been told to calm down with the other using his real name.

So Hyesung continued to stand there, looking at Myungsoo through the viel-like effect over his sight as the tendrils of shadow started to disappear. As his claws and fangs retracted, Hyesung's own appendages (his wings), began to slowly fold behind his back, shifting out of their fighting positions.

At first when Myungsoo said 'I' Hyesung tensed the tiniest but, his name not having been used at first. The viel effect only shifted slightly until the Vampire said his name again, releasing the tension in the Fallen Angel as his mind once again was taken over by the order of calmness.

'Come here.' the other had said, and so he did, walking forward towards Myungsoo.

@☫ Hyesung For a fleeting moment, Myungsoo anticipated a fight. He saw how the angel regarded him, read the defense in his stance almost immediately. Of course, it was the vampire, himself, who'd brought it on... And already his mind was calculating his movements, mentally pinpointing any weaknesses- the torso, the base of those wings, his palms. However, there came no onslaught of attacks, no raging battle cry, or shining white light. There came nothing... Instead, Myungsoo observed as Hyesung eased up, his muscles relaxing and the orb of light disappearing in his hands. And Hyesung, himself, merely stood unguarded and vulnerable... And this alone thoroughly confused Myungsoo. "Well... That was... easy?" Twin brows furrowed as he followed suit, the darkness swirling about his feet evaporating and his claws and fangs retracting.

He studied the other's features, not yet letting his guard down, but still quite curious as to what game he was playing. First he'd seemed so enraged and distraught that Myungsoo had overheard him, now he just... He was just there. He'd calmed just as Myungsoo demanded, though last time he checked, angels (even fallen ones) were impervious to his hypnotic suggestions. But perhaps there was something else the vampire was wielding... Something far stronger that coerced Hyesung in ways he never could. "I... Pilkyo," he murmured the name softly, enunciated it as he decided to try something out. "Come here."

@✟ Myungsoo (*holds onto the bait* Okay. ;3; *ish eaten by leh sharks* Nuuuuuuuuuuuuu~!)

Mustering up the best glare he could, Hyesung back away again, his low steps scraping along the cobbled path of the garden he stood on. It was as if he was treading on very thin ice at the moment, most likely cracking under his feet as the second ticked by. Carefully, he watched Myungsoo's movements as he listened to him speak. Every word out of their mouth stung at him, like venom he guessed, even though he'd never been affected by it before. As the tendrils of shadow started circling around the other male's feet, Hyesung started using his own powers. If he couldn't get away, he might as well fight like the other was preparing to.

Circles of light started dancing around his palms as he started standing his place. As Myungsoo spoke about his true name, all Hyesung did was stay quiet. It was better not to say anything at all than completely confirm the other's almost 100% suspicions of him. Although the Fallen Angel knew very well it was already too late for that. Just as he was about to attack, the third mention of his real name completely stopped Hyesung as he stood there.

'Calm yourself...now.'

Immediately the light circling around his palms disappeared as his eyes went blank once more. He stepped down from his ready-to-fight position, standing calmly as he stared straight forward, a calm (but also somewhat confused) expression taking over his features.

@☫ Hyesung [And yesh!!!!! ;3; *tosses bloody shark bait at you*]

@☫ Hyesung Myungsoo was a simple creature of action and reaction. Everything he did, every ounce of goading, every string he pulled... all of it most likely for the sake of garnering a result. He liked to think it was out of boredom, but honestly that stopped being the case decades ago. It was an addiction by now, the thought of manipulation casting a heady thrill into his mind, always sending him teetering over the precipice of control. And now, watching the other grow in his rage- suddenly so apprehensive and guarded- he could feel that familiar amusement leaking into the hollow cast of his smirk. "I beg to differ..." he began, lifting a hand to card pale fingers through his onyx locks. "No, no... I'm certain I was right. What with how you're responding so... ferociously." He honestly never really liked much about Hyesung, far preferring the company of others who sinned and were aware of it than the holier-than-thou delusions of this man. But he had to admit, if nothing else, his self-righteous mannerisms were... interesting.

His brows shot up, the arches skirting against the tips of his bangs as he observed Hyesung's wings. "You're for certain about that. It means damn near nothing to me. But to you, though..." He eased even closer, tendrils of black swirling about his feet- his natural offensive measures slowly rearing forth in case he felt he'd need them. "Jung Pilkyo, is what I'd heard... That's your other name, correct? Perhaps your true one?" After all, it wasn't rare that those who attended this place went by other aliases. Shin Hyesung sounded incredibly legitimate, but by now, Myungsoo wouldn't at all be surprised if it was just as fabricated as a name like 'D.O' or 'L.Joe'. "Pilkyo..." he murmured, his tone low, threatening. "Calm yourself... Now." And as he spoke, his claws extended beyond the tips of his nails, and his fangs emerged in a similar fashion.

@✟ Myungsoo (*flops into the sea* Really? ;u; I hope so. OTL)

If Hyesung wasn't still set on his Angelic beliefs he would have swore at the other smirking and pointing to his ears. "Maybe you've actually heard wrong this time..." he tried. When the Vampire stepped closed, he backed slightly, his wings ruffling behind him. The act clearly showed that he was on edge, although he hoped the other didn't know why. Scowling at Myungsoo, the Fallen Angel tried to hold up the act, although he could tell that he himself was faltering. Never ins his life had he felt like this, and the only ever time it was worse (much, much worse) was seeing his Father's face after he tried to get rid of all the humans on Earth.

When the other kept talking about the name he said, he hoped they wouldn't actually say it, although it was already too late as his real name left their mouth. His eyes went completely blank at the sound of his real name leaving a non-Angel's mouth, his expression showing pure nothingness. After a few moments he suddenly blinked, the light returning to his eyes as he shook his head. "Don't say that name!" he suddenly exclaimed, wings slightly spreading out behind him as if he was preparing to fly away, although it was out of fear more than anything. The Fallen Angel had never experienced that feeling before. Of being under someone's complete control, even if he followed his Father. Most Angels were allowed to have some freedom but this, this was complete and utter mastery over another creature. Just because they had heard his real name. "It means nothing!"

@☫ Hyesung [*tosses you overboard* NOTHING LAME ABOUT THEM! ;A;]

The shock on the other's face was blatant, even there swathed amidst the shade of wispy tree cover. Myungsoo was a vampire, one used to manipulating and coaxing others to feeding his needs. And it's because of this that he'd developed the art of lying, a quality that also allowed him to discover those who were similar. Hyesung, he could tell, wasn't being fully honest. 'Shin Hyesung' was the name that existed in his records but... He swore... "No," he murmured softly, more so to himself than to the guard. "You didn't say that at all... But, don't you know better than this?" With a slight smirk, he eased up a hand to point at his ear, indicated his enhanced senses.

Stepping forward, he ambled closer to the other, wondering what had him so up in arms all of a sudden. "You didn't say that name... You referred to yourself as... Jung Pilkyo." Though Myungsoo could honestly see now why he'd chosen to don an alias. Still, he couldn't peg the other's protectiveness of it.

@✟ Myungsoo (It's alright! ^-^ Sorry my replies are so lame. ;u;)

Seeing the lecturer, Hyesung immediately stood up, dusting his pants off quickly. His worry could clearly be seen in his expression, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. Trying to hide it, he changed his expression to something calm and watched Myungsoo from where he stood. The other stared back at him, and at the question coming out of the other's mouth, Hyesung had to hold back the gulp in his throat. This was why he always prayed alone. This was the very reason his praying had become so scarce in the first place upon arriving here. When in Heaven, he could pray anywhere, knowing it was safe to use his real name. Here, here he couldn't do that, and yet he did anyways, as a small way to honor his Father. This is what he got for not being careful.

"Hyesung. You know, my name, Shin Hyesung..." He flinched slightly at his own voice as it came out with a tinge of nervousness. Angels were not supposed to lie, even fallen ones. Although technically, Shin Hyesung was a name for him. His cover name to protect him from having his real name's power abused. Having an Angel under your control was almost having the power of his Father. Almost. " I called myself Hyesung." It was only half of a lie.

@☫ Hyesung [I'm sorry this took so long! ;3; *weeps*]

Ask him about it later, and Myungsoo would swear it was an accident... He'd been bored, riddled with it the moment he was free for the day from work. He hadn't any lesson plans to create or any tutorings to host, so for the first time in quite a while he was free. Which was odd, considering how deeply procrastination was embedded in him. Any who, with this newfound time, he managed to wander out into the garden, staring in disinterest at the bushels of rosebuds and peonies... Until something far more interesting caught his eye. Hyesung, strewn against a tree in what looked to be a praying position. Not that he really indulged in such a thing, but he'd allowed curiosity to overcome him... drawing him forward until he was but a few feet away, just in time to catch the first part- for that was all he heard before his thoughts overtook him.

'I, Jung Pilkyo...'

Wait... Wait, what was that? But before he could think further on it, the guard's eyes shifted up to meet his own widened ones. Myungsoo remained still, staring down without a hint of abashment, until something clicked in the recesses of his mind. "Wait... What did you just call yourself?"

@✟ Myungsoo Hyesung's pitch black wings were folded behind his back as he prayed, his hands clasped together in front of him. His eyes were closed as he knelt in front of one of the garden's largest trees. Nature was a place where he had always felt closest to his Father, and although he still hated this place, the garden was always an area he often frequented. It was in fact, the only other place he prayed in besides his own room. "Dear Father," he said out loud, hands clenching together tightly. "I, Jung Pilkyo, have greatly sinned. Please forgive me of my faults, my words, what I have done, and what I have failed to do. I ask you, all the Angels and Saints, my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God. I have made grave mistakes, and hope that you will allow your great light to shine upon me once more. Until then, I serve only you Father." Immediately after finishing his prayer, Hyesung made the sign of the cross before opening his eyes. Only then, did he realize that someone else was there.