Mystic Syn

I meant to post this yesterday, but I didn’t because.. well, I dunno lol.

Ji’s frown deepened. His gaze wandered off, looking at nothing as the memories flashed in his eyes. They weren’t filled with sadness, but silent, boiling anger; the one where if someone were to see it, they would turn the other direction. The memories couldn’t be told through words, but you could feel them. Ji closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them to return Locke’s gaze. “It ends when I see her bloodied and broken,” he snarled, his voice a soft, but sharp whisper. His veins began to glow softly. “It ends when I see the Angel of Death suffering for what she did to me, for what she, and the Pacis, have made me into. It ends when I see her friends and family dead and with nothing she can do about it. It ends–” Ji stared Locke straight in the eye, a fire burning angrily in his own “–when she is dead.”

Ji leaned on the edge of the doorway, tapping his elbow with a finger. He let out a sigh. “You won’t stop bothering me about it,” he said, finally. “I fight back because of what they do to Mystics, whether they have a choice or not. I mostly fight back because of what they did to me.”

Ji only nodded towards Elya as he let Locke in. Carefully closing the door, he turned towards the man and folded his arms. ”Alright,” Ji said, looking up at the man. “What do you want to know about my reasoning?”

Ji carefully closed the door behind them, taking a peek out of the cracks in the boarded windows before looking back. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, then motioned with his head to follow him to a room off to the side. "Well, c'mon," he said, sounding exasperated as he started his way to the side room.

Ji narrowed his eyes, but nodded, and gestured again towards the indoors. “Yes yes, now get in.”

Ji let out a calming breath, studying the man further. ‘Course, he came up with nothing, as people reading hadn’t always been his strongest part. But what he could gather… well, Ji didn’t particularly like. At the same time, though, he knew he couldn’t just run from this man; he knew where his main safe house was, he knew what he looked like, and he could send the Pacis after him without a second thought. It wasn’t like he hadn’t dealt with this before, but at the same time… something about this man was off, like he knew more than what he was telling Ji. Elya is not going to like this, he thought as his vein glowing finally subsided. But it’s not there’s much else I can do about this. Ji pushed the door open, then gestured inside. “Well, not where the public can see,” he hissed.

K, I want to give my opinion on who my favorite characters and songs were, because I didn’t do it earlier for reasons that I was too busy and head was hurting at the time. My favorite characters are Luisa, Pepa, and Camilo; well, actually, I love them all in their own separate ways and could go on and on about how good they are which I may or may not do in the future, but these characters stood out to me the most. Luisa actually reminds me of myself. If any of you know me in real life which only two members on the Shard actually do, then you will know that I have been often been defined as a strong person; not physically, but like mentally or spiritually. When something freaks Luisa out, she does so silently and continues to push through and kind of pretend to be strong in the mental sort of way; and if you haven’t guessed it yet, I do the same. Now, I am nowhere near being the oldest sibling in my family, but I still feel that pressure from my parents and family when I am trying to do something that my brothers have already done and seems like it was not that hard. Where I mostly relate and connect to Luisa is in her song, “Surface Pressure,” which I will get to in a bit. Pepa is basically my anxiety personified. Like Pepa, I get very overwhelmed, one anxious thought leads to another, and it kinda shows every once in a while when people see me in person. But I am not forced by someone else to hide all of those emotions, but I force myself to hide them and basically pretend that I’m happy and everything is calm and I am fine. I also love her and Félix as a couple, because when Pepa is feeling that anxiety and basically going into a panic attack, Félix is there and comforting her during that time. I actually do have a few people like that in my life, and I’m so frickn’ grateful for what they do because of that. And honestly, Pepa and Félix are so adorable together. When I saw that clip of “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” that Disney released a few months back, I was shipping them so hard. And Camilo… What do I like about him? He’s just an icon lol. I honestly love his part in “We Don’t Talk About Bruno,” and even though I didn’t know who was singing it when I first heard it I listened to the song before watching the movie, it was probably one, if not my favorite part of the song. He’s also very pleasing to look at; animation wise, that is. Most, if not all his lines are beautiful lol. As for my favorite songs––and I’m sure it’ll come to no surprise to you––are “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” and “Surface Pressure.” “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” actually gives me broadway vibes, if you can understand that lol. It’s like the opening number in the Anastasia movie done by 20th Century Fox: Everything feels like it’s on a stage and you can’t help but feel like you’re being sucked into the world and understanding each part. I love how most of the Madrigals got their own part in this song and how we can understand them and why they may or may not like Bruno. It’s honestly slaps super hard, and I believe basically everyone who has heard it can agree with me on that statement lol. And “Surface Pressure.” Oh, “Surface Pressure.” When I was first watched the movie, I really liked the beat and some of the lyrics, even though some of them made me understand her a bit more than I did before. It has a great beat and I honestly loved it. But when I went back to the song after finishing the movie, I realized how relatable the lyrics are; at least, to me. I’ll go over a few of them. “I’m pretty sure I’m worthless if I can’t be of service” –– My basic philosophy when it comes to doing anything is: “If I’m not doing anything productive or important, then I’m being lazy,” so of course, I put that all on my self-worth, which is something that you should not do. “Under the surface. I hide my nerves and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt us” –– Like I said before, I’m a person that hides my feelings instead of coming to terms with them and feel them. But the thing is: When I am bottling them up, they continue to worsen and I get more and more nervous, till I finally decide to tell someone what’s going on. “Give it to your sister, it doesn't hurt” –– I like to state again what I said earlier: I am nowhere near being the oldest sibling in my family, but I still feel that pressure. More often than not, I say to people––whether they be my family or friends––that it doesn’t hurt when people give to me their burdens: Something physical, them telling me what’s going on in their life, etc.. And frankly, it doesn’t really hurt me, but there are times where I get overwhelmed. I still love my friends and family and I really can’t say “no” when they ask me to do something. Anyways, that’s enough from me.

“Because that was when I started to fight back,” he growled, his hand clenched tightly in a fist as his veins glowed softly. Ji continued to glare at the man, debating on if it would be worth it to use his apparitions. He was in a public space, after all. Last time he tried, he’d been called out and chased and ended up in this situation. He didn’t know whether or not this man was dangerous; he could very well be a Mystic, maybe even a Purebred, unlike the Mutt he was. Ji tilted his head back and forth. “What else do you know about me?” Ji asked instead. “More importantly: What do you want?”

His lip twitched upwards as he studied the stranger. Ji tilted his head at him, debating on what to tell him. One shouldn’t give themselves away so easily, but at the same time… “Know him?” Ji echoed, setting a glare on the man. “I am him. What do you want?”

“You can’t punch with a… never mind.”

“‘Punching’?” Q rose an eyebrow. “If that’s how you want to put it.”

Ji’s hand twitched again, his veins flickering on and off. “Who’s asking?”

We don’t talk about Bruno, no… bUT WE SHALL SING ABOUT HIM FOR ALMOST FOUR MINUTES.

Ji mumbled to himself as he kicked the debris to a more organized pile. Since there was going to be more people living with him, it was going to be a lot more messy. ‘Course, he could always run to one of his other safe houses, but those ones tended to attract more visitors; this one was always the safest out of them all, knowing the history and what people do to veer away from it. Now that it was going to be their base of operations, it was going to be a bit harder to keep to himself. There were many rooms and floors, sure, but they were breaking down on their own, and Ji felt more safe on the bottom floor with an easier access to the exit. He ran his hand through his white streaked hair, ruffling it up before brushing it out of his face. There were some things outside he had to take care of, sooner rather than later. Ji walked past Ne’ik, barely giving him a glance as he moved towards the exit. He opened the door, looked around, then stepped outside. Stretching a bit, it felt good to be breathing actual air that wasn’t hadn’t been used already or was stale. Ji surveyed the windows, nodding as he saw them boarded up, but his gaze fell on something else… well, more of someone. “Can I help you?” Ji called out, his hand twitching at his side. @S4S

Ji narrowed his eyes at Elya, obviously wanting to retort a very colorful argument back at her, but refrained. He shook his head. "I do know the slums better than just about anyone," he said, then rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Do your own thing."

I can finally gush about this movie. From the trailers, I thought it was going to be some high adventure movie about finding the problem with the Casita, and was kinda disappointed when it wasn’t exactly that. But as I look back on the movie, it’s obvious that they could’ve easily made that kind of movie, but they made it more focused on the family and what was going on between them all. There are plenty of movies where there’s a pitch perfect family with nothing going on behind the scenes, but this movie took that focus on the family––even though they didn’t have the time to focus on each of the members.

Ji frowned. "If you're going to fight someone, I'm not leaving you alone. There are strength in numbers," he said, biting his lip softly.

Ji's eyebrow rose. "A specific number."

“No,” she agreed, shrugging. “Not at all.”