⬥ mortala inn

@❛ ☽﹕wonwoo j。 miyeon could feel how close the sword is to her skin. she knows that the threat itself is a lie. this "husband" of hers would never do that, unless he wants to sever the important ties of their families- though that is not the case, anyway. he should consider himself lucky as there were others who would want to be in his position right now. she shrugs slightly before letting out a hum in response to his words.

despite how harsh he is, she couldn't stop herself from sighing and speaking up, "alright then, take care wherever you go." she wouldn't force anyone to stay with her, especially to someone like him. though she is still a little curious as to where he will be going. "it's not her business, anyway," she thinks to herself, putting aside the curiosity. at least she can have this room to herself, no one to bother her and her thoughts.

@❛ ☽﹕miyeon c。 "weak. " he muttered between his breath and purposely place his sword on her shoulder from her back, but not close enough to hurt her but still indicating how he would kill her right away. "if you wanted to be my wife, kick those weak side away. be a powerful lady or else I'll kill you because I hate weaklings. " that's such a dangerous threat and wonwoo knows it better. if he killed this lady of cho , he would be hated by his parents and his so called in laws.

he draw the sword away and put it back into his confinement. "do whatever you want to do, I'm going out. there's no way I'd spend a night with a weakling like you. " it was harsh and hurtful words come out from him but it's just him being true to himself.

@❛ ☽﹕kyungsoo d。 the sight got ryujin slightly flinching – not because she isn't used to seeing such wounds, she's probably seen worse on her earlier years of nursing. she flinched because the other seemed to be in enough pain, she wonders how did he manage to talk even. taking another glance around, ryujin proceeds to crouch down next to the stranger before she rummages through the pockets in her pants – as she refuses to wear dresses outside – and pulls out a small bottle filled with what seemed to be clear water. ryujin is often prepared in case she herself gets hurt, thus the saline solution. "just a small scratch, really– stay still okay?" although the liquid should not hurt, she advises nonetheless and proceeds to open the bottle, her gaze fixed on the latter in a sort of a silent ask for permission to go on.

@❛ ☽﹕wonwoo j。 this wedding isn't what miyeon wanted when she was young.

though considering the fact that her parents are only focused on maintaining their social status and keeping the family's image afloat, she didn't expect the event to be something that will make her happy. "as long as they are happy... I guess," she mutters and smiles almost bitterly before following after her groom to the place they were given.

miyeon is surprised from hearing wonwoo speak up once she arrives. his words are like numerous stakes that stabbed her heart. the truth hurts, that's what it is. she could say the same to him; they're in the same situation in a way. her brims are pursed together before she responds back to him after, keeping her answer short and simple. "I know." the silence fills the room once more and she moves to take a seat on one side of the bed.

@❛ ☽﹕miyeon c。 Wonwoo took a deep breath after he was finally legalised as a newlywed groom. If it weren't because he felt indebted to his adoptive parents, there is no way he would agree to this marriage at all. He loathes this loveless marriage with all his might. He doesn't even look at his so-called wife when the priest announces them as a married couple. He quickly left the scene and went into this motel, as his adoptive parents provided their wedding stay there.

He grabbed his sword and practised on his own before he halted his actions as he realised someone was entering the chamber. At first, he wants to ignore her presence, but it just doesn't sit right with him. He draws his sword back into place. "You're being so pitiful right now, do you know?" he said with a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "You .. just being sold by your parents and you are nothing but an object to them. That's why they used this loveless marriage to cover their hidden agenda. isn't it pitiful? Heh. "

There's tension between them after Wonwoo mentioned those but he doesn't care at all. It's not his problem anyway. He grabbed his sword again and started practising his wrist skills, definitely ignoring her after.

@❛ ☽﹕ryujin s。 The pain is like fire burning his legs. He winced. It blew up in his head like a terrifying blankness. A brief visit above ground turned into a manhunt when he was caught stealing new metal scraps. The vampire miscalculated his move and thought he can escape quickly, but his fellow mercenaries were already on the run. The group of witches blasting harsh energy at him and one landed on his right calf. At first he didn’t feel anything till he reached Mortala Inn. A sharp shooting pain went right up his spine. His skin ripped open, black lines creeping along his affected calf. He dropped on his bottom, leaning against the brick wall. People are passing by except one.

Kyungsoo glanced up and a woman asked in concern. He breathed through his nose, contemplating if the vampire can be trusted. Nauseous, he barfed and sweat beading across his forehead. “Just a small scratch, miss.” He said covering his mouth with his knuckles.

@❛ ☽﹕kyungsoo d。 although she's easily interested in nearly anything, it isn't like ryujin to stop by to help others. but because she knows some people are not good ones to meddle with. though being a nurse, she could rarely ignore someone hurting – good thing for her though, that such encounters didn't happen outside the hospital until now. as usual, she has just made her way back from illias when she saw the hurt vampire, he did seem like a hunter, but it was odd that he was alone and didn't seem like he had any intentions of going to the hospital. "are you okay?" ryujin didn't expect a reply, instead she glanced around and when she noticed no one was offering any help, she stepped forward, trying to spot any serious injuries that would require treatment first.