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Christmas Elf (Hanseol and Serena)

Christmas.

That has always been his most favored festivity in all his life. He's lived it for a while. His life might all consist over 85 years locked in captivity in a steel cage, but it didn't mean he had to live his freedom thinking it will always be that way. Though he is still plagued by his nightmares and the terrors that reminded him what it felt being locked, with no hopes given whatsoever. He's gradually recovering from it as the days pass by, but the paranoia will always be there to sink in. As a Celestial, he was likely to be hunted down for his abilities.

It scared him how powerful greedy people would do about anything to gain what they wanted. He lives his days, being highly attentive of his surroundings, mainly because he didn't want to be a target to anyone. Hanseol wanted to live his life normally, as normal a supernatural creature could have, by the very least. But the brunette had made a new friend recently, a dhampir called Jaesung Moon, a Korean native much like himself. But their personality differ, although they connected on a few similarities being quiet and introverted. The star was glad he had someone to talk to, as he wasn't the best when it comes to socializing or befriending people. Hence, his social rank being quite questionable.

Having to only lived his life or 3 years, Hanseol were quite foreign to the modern days but he liked festivities. Especially Christmas. He never had the chance to celebrate it before, and when he came visiting the general hospital of Evermore last week, where he was admitted as a patient due to him being reckless and fracturing his shoulder, he saw how many of the decorations were sprawled across the lobby up to the elevators. But the patients, he wondered if they would have no one to spend Christmas with. He found the situation to be very similar to that of his. And so, the doe eyed Celestial decided to do a small gesture of good will for them. He didn't have family, therefore he had no one to celebrate anything with and whilst the Celestials were so much of a part of his family, he was hard to get by.

Sneaking into the section, he used the stairwells to get to the patients' room. He started off with the Pediatrician ward, where children became the main patients. He had presents wrapped neatly in his duffel bag. Due to him being a Celestial, any supernatural could sense his light radiating, but he wasn't aware that there were any supernatural residents there. Unlocking the door, he made sure his steps were as silent as they could get before unzipping his bag, pulling out a present to put on the table by the bedside of a sleeping girl who looked no more than 10. "You poor girl.. have a merry Christmas." Smiling to himself, the star caressed the sleeping patient's hair softly. He had spent the entire day yesterday to wrap all the presents that Jae sent by per his request.

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Permalink Reply by 16hb1vmp0gzb1 on March 23, 2019 at 16:17

Being a leader wasn’t her cup of tea. Outside the OR the blonde lost all confidence and adjusted after her colleagues. She was the youngest of the staff in a surgeon position so it came natural that she should bow down to the elder more experienced doctors, even tho she held more skills in newer techniques. In a situation like this a leader was demanded and she had medical responsibility she felt like she had to rise to the occasion. She heard that the head nurse had started to organise people and note the needs of each patient. After a deep breath the surgeon was ready to start assessing, but firstly she had to locate Hanseol. There was many guests at the paediatric wing when the lockdown was announced, but the blonde felt extra responsible for the star. Where was the little joy spreader?

She closed her eyes and focused on the radiating light all celestials had and turned her head into the direction that she felt the burning light. There he was leaning against a wall on the other side of the room. She hurried to his side ignoring the pain he caused her and she him as their different energies fought each other. ”Are you okay?” She asked him quietly scanning his small frame. It seemed as if he was having a panic attack his breath and pulse both elevated.

”Hopefully the hospitals back up generators will be up and running soon but until then I need your help” She didn’t want to pressure the celestial anxiety disorders weren’t her area of expertise but distracting him from his thoughts and breaking the pattern was what she had learned would help a person experiencing a panic attack. ”Do you think can sit up?” She asked softly kneeling down so they where on the same level.

CelestialPermalink Reply by ✓ Hanseol Park on March 27, 2019 at 10:18

He knew this shouldn't be a problem anymore but it was. It still is. The celestial couldn't help it, his traumas and phobias were slowly starting to act up again. He's been leading a rather rough life lately, the night terrors doesn't stop and he's trying to deal with it, futilely. To no avail, there was no solution to this. Hanseol tried to think about other things but right now, he was leaned up against the walls of the west wing, one hand clutching his chest as he pounded against it a few times to get himself breathing again. His breathing slowly became erratic as time passes and he slumped down further. This was not what he expected when he was admitted to the hospital, he was only there because he had a broken leg the last time, for sky's sake. He didn't sign up for any of this!

Definitely not the time when the whole hospital is undergoing some freaky incident that initiated lock down on them, successfully eliciting a panicked reaction from the patients, him included. It was going to be a chaotic mess for sure, that much Hanseol was sure of. No matter how much the staffs tried to maintain an orderly fashion to everything, it's bound to get out of their cuffs and restraints eventually. It's only a matter of time. As he tried his best to level his breathing and calm himself down by thinking of happy things, it crossed his mind hallway trying to do so, what the hell is happiness inside his head? Joy? He wasn't sure, things felt a bit mixed up right now that even if he recalled the memories of laughing around with his pet husky puppy wasn't enough to suffice and satiate the requirements.

Fluttering his eyes closed, he slowly began to count lowly to himself, until his eyes shot open when he felt a looming energy approaching. It surprises him and frankly, caused the fallen star to have a mini heart attack. Of course it was Serena, she's a valkyr, it's only natural for him to feel discouraged by her aura. A frown creased his features and he frowned briefly before nodding. “I'm fine.. Just a bit taken aback. I'm uh- claustrophobic.” That's a huge understatement but what does he know about it. When she asked him for help, he quirked an eyebrow up, questioning the blonde took what she could possibly needed from him. He's a patient, is there anything that he could do?

“W-w-what do you need my help with?” he cursed internally of how breathless he sounded, made him come across weaker than he actually is. Her energy bothered him to say the slightest but he could still handle it. “I think so…” he mumbled and forced every fiber in him to push himself up. After a few tries, he was back up on his two feet with one hand holding the wall for support. The fallen star desperately wished for the backup generator to get going already because the ventilation was bad and if he had any panic attack again, he'd most likely faint due to the lack of oxygen.