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Jeong-Yun "Yuna" Choi

She shook the spray paint can that was held tight in her hands, and made the finally touches to the wall that she had now claimed, adding her almost barely noticeable signature "yuNA" at the bottom in white, the Korean American took a step back to look at her work. She had been working vigorously and with much enthusiasm, Yuna knew that this could be one of her greatest works yet. However, 'could' was being the keyword here.

She threw the empty can onto the ground when she had finished using up, ignoring the >clank< sound that it made behind her, not caring much if she had just littered the ground with it. She wasn't much of an environmental enthusiast after all.

Before the young, short Korean-American, was her latest work, as she looked over it. It was odd, like most of her works. A mural of bright colors, it could probably give people a migraine from the splash of red, yellow, orange, blue, green, white and black. Various shapes were sprayed, portrayed like a jelly-like substance, that reminded her of liquid mercury. Among the disarray images of weird shapes, was a single eye, that she had put much time into making as realistic as possible. Yuna took several steps back, as a lop-sided grin that could be confused for a smirk, made way to her face. Should one had step back, they'd see that the shapes made a face, a feminine one, the shapes making up the rest of her features and her long hair framing it, covering what would've been another eye.

She felt a feeling of pride pit in her stomach, but made a scowl as it didn't turn out the way she had hoped.
".. Hm, not much of what I had in mind." She murmured, disappointed with the outcome, her brows coming to a frown. She had been in a slump as of lately, and it showed in her murals.

Truly, it was disappointing. At the same time however, she resented the fact because of her ties to the Depictioners, that she had just claimed some more territory for the gang, rather than just freely expressing herself. Yuna scowled even further, and then began gathering her stuff, before some Po-po got sight of what she was doing. Paperwork and all that shit was too troublesome to try and do this legally at this time. Though, her lack of caring for it was probably why she had been scouted out by a Depictioner.

Yuna shoved her paints into a bag, and slung it over her shoulder, but deciding against it as it was heavy. She straightened out her white shirt that had many paint splatter marks, and dusted her old jeans. Dragging the bag behind her, she struggled to pick it up and walk a few feet, before dropping it in exhaustion. Over her shoulder, she knew that the sun would be up, and the sunrise will be appearing soon over the city.


Jeremy Cyrway

Jeremy would usually take walks in the early mornings, as his sleepless night when he does not drink are restless. With his hood up, and walking around for about an hour now, his bed had been forgotten and abandoned. The light was starting to peek in, and brightening the sky, now a grayish color. He wandered the alleyways, and whenever a person walked by, he gave a cold, frightening stare, that made them back off. He wasn't getting jacked. In fact, he never did. Few had to wonder why. Many knew the reason. Despite his hostile aura, he was just itching for a fight. But most of the people who came his way were scrawny, little guys, at least in his eyes, that weren't worth much of a fight, seeing as soon they caught his glare, they detoured to another path or walked the other way across the street.

Wandering some more, he looked over the familiar streets of the territory of which belonged to him. Boredom was quickly seeping in, and he began to change his route to go home. As he was about to go back to his apartment though, the sight of a figure trying to haul away a bag caught his attention when he passed by an alleyway from his position from the concrete sidewalk. Usually, he'd pay no heed, because it could've been some person throwing away a corpse, and he wouldn't really care. He'd walk away, and continue on with life, seeing as it didn't concern him nor interest him. But what got him to turn was the fact that he recognized the figure, and the wall that was only feet away, of a mural and style he would've recognized anywhere, despite the fact that it looked more like a Hound's today. Was that Yuna?

His thick brows pulled together in confused interest. The dirty blonde made his way towards her, and his suspicions were confirmed. In an somewhat awkward stance, he called out nevertheless. "..Hey."

She turned, and then greeted back, as he went over to pick up her bag effortlessly. In the far distance, he can see people already up and about, and then motioned her to start walking with him, quickly. It wasn't good for the two to be seen so carelessly. He already knew of her Depictioner status, though, he wasn't too sure if she knew about him. It was highly unlikely though.

In silence, they walked together, idly chatting away. Though, Jeremy knew that someone must've already saw them, and it worried him so. After all, his status came with heavy prices, and he didn't want anyone other than himself, especially not Yuna, to be paying them.