✱ ╱ song joong ki + cis man + he / him / his ━ if you happen to find yourself stuck in tartarus, make sure you don't run into SHIN YO-HAN there. the THIRTY FIVE year old has made quite the reputation for themselves under their alias as HECATERUS, a CAPOREGIME OF DRUG DEALERS AND THIEVES for TITANS. while their enemies often describe them as doctrinaire and quarrelsome, their syndicate would say that they're highbrow and urbane. they DO NOT think that zane was murdered, but they'll be keeping that to themselves for now. ( the gentle click of italian leather shoes announcing his presence, dim lamp light illuminating his office at the early morning hours, dark hues dancing with curiosity and chaos, the windows of luxury vehicles kissed by heavy clouds of steam ).
hi again, everyone ! this took me ... forever to get together, and is probably filled with useless details, but i’m so excited to introduce yohan to everyone. once more, i’m kiva, twenty4, prefer either she / her or they / them pronouns, and i reside in the eastern tz ! also pls don’t roast my pinned JNVCNVC i have a prettier one in my drafts, but i’m saving it for when i bring my second chara hehe. that being said, ‘ yohan, you bastard ! ’ was filmed in front of a live studio audience. 😌
* 🃏 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂.
name : dr. shin yo-han. nicknames: went by sebastian during his school years, rarely called han. age + date of birth : 35 + june 10th, 1986. moral alignment : lawful evil. gender + pronouns : cis man + he / him / hims. place of birth : carnegie jill, new york. place of residence : tartarus, california. orientation : bisexual biromantic. occupation : caporegime professor of game theory. nationality : korean - american. ethnicity : korean. languages spoken : korean, english, japanese, and conversational spanish.
* 🃏 𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈.
— when one hears the shin family name, they are aware of who they’re about encounter. made up of shin cho - hee and shin jin - hwan, the two were set up for life from the moments they were born, but that doesn’t mean that they didn’t know how to work to get more of what they already had. with the best colleges on their resumés and the amount of money in their bank accounts, it was only a matter of time for them to meet ( even if it was their parents who set up the meeting ).
— they turn out to be a match made in heaven as the couple are both ruthless and cunning, with desires to expand their families fortunes. cho - hee and jin - hwan marry in a lavish ceremony, and not even five years later, they’re moving to new york city to take their companies from strictly europe and asia based to the west. the company grows exponentially within a few short years, and during that time, they have their only child yo-han.
— yohan is a child that fell in line when he was supposed to and was clearly grateful of the life he was able to live. attending the trinity school in new york city, yohan was afforded the best education that money could buy, so it was no surprise that he graduated with high marks. the only downside that he faced was the lack of bonding time that he had with his parents ( as they were often too busy for him ), but when soccer games continuously got missed, dinners were often had alone, or field trip permission slip signatures were forged, yohan easily grasped that he was essentially on his own.
— college acceptances roll out, and yohan goes off to study economics at columbia university. an honors student, yohan does well as he’s expected to, and although they’ve missed most of his life, his parents are able to brag about having their child graduate from one of the ivies. academically, yohan appeases his parents, going on to study economics at stanford for his masters degree and princeton for his phd. during those years, yohan develops an interest in game theory. while he was good at beating anyone in a game of logic, yohan’s immense knowledge is what eventually gets him into trouble.
— while getting his masters, yohan began using said knowledge to start counting cards at casinos. he’ll lose a few hands here and there to make up for his big wins, but of course it doesn’t take long for him to start getting some . . . unwanted attention. forever able to get himself out of trouble with a bit of smooth talking, it works for a while until he gets the attention of the titans. if there was one thing about yohan, he may have been privileged since birth, but he was both book and street smart . . . maybe too much for his good. it was inevitable that yohan’s abilities to get what he wants while charming the pants off others works in his favor.
— by night, yohan was once a lowly thief himself, greedy fingers taking what was needed and executing flawless heists where they were in and out in record time. by day, he was soon a phd student which then turned into having a more . . . legitimate job as a professor of game theory at a local university. through those years of moonlighting, yohan moves up in the ranks, and has now taken over as capo of the drug dealers and thieves. ( this was bad i’m so sorry )
* 🃏 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂.
a piece of shit, i’ll be the first to admit it. he’s a one and done kind of man which makes him sound SO bad, but he’s just casual about a lot of things he does in a romantic light.
brash ! straightforward ! will tell you you’re stupid to your face in the form of : ‘ are you dumb ? ’ and he’s not asking.
since his godly alias is hecaterus, basically he’s just really good at sleight of hand ! which is why, it makes sense that he’s good at stealing lol. probably teaches the dealers a thing or two about how to do quick transactions and the like, and is good at well executed heists. five minutes or less is the goal.
at most he probably gets along with his cat the best 💀. the cat doesn’t even have a name they just vibe in his fancy apartment together.
well dressed . . . so well dressed he’ll make you cry ( JOKE ). but in all seriousness, he’s sharply dressed in well tailored suits or at least well tailored button downs and trousers at all times. hair is styled off off his forehead, only ever down at home. not much of a sneakers man unless working out.
probably has a therapist who can’t stand him because he doesn’t open up and answers questions with questions.
* 🃏 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳.
his heavenly companion. maybe this is kinda silly, but basically one of the strippers that he gets along v well with and idk, they vibe whenever he comes around. usually it’s just to hang out and get a drink or two, he’ll pay them well for literally five minutes of time lol bonus points if they spill him the beans about customers hehe.
damn . . . an ex ! i’m thinking they got really serious and were so into each other but then they could have found out what he does really or they’re from another syndicate so their breakup was really inevitable.
a best friend ! someone who calls him out on his shit and he does vice versa. they get along too well, almost bordering on the line of siblings. they probably bicker like siblings too.
friends with benefits kinda situation. simply put, they’re there for one another when they need to relieve some steam but they also get along really well. someone catching feelings . . . 👀.
crush ? idk, someone who might like him ( for whatever reason ) but it’s too damn oblivious to notice .
of course, connections from the titans ! positive, negative, neutral . . . hand it over ! and i’m down to fill any wanted connections where you could see yohan fitting but pls let’s plot i’ve waited long enough !
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Nanowrimo 2021 Day 21
Word count: 29103
The past few days have been stupidly busy on my end and I haven’t been able to get much writing done. I did get some writing done today, but not as much as I should/could/wanted. I am abut 6K words behind schedule and I don’t know if I will be able to catch up. If I don’t, I don’t. If I do, woo hoo! Tomorrow’s chores including cleaning the house. That might just take me out completely.
Here’s an excerpt. Clara’s in the hospital after her car was blown up and she got him with some shrapnel.
Detective Warren steps closer to the bed while Detective Lincoln lounges by the doorway. “Just a few questions. Shouldn’t take too long.” I work hard not to roll my eyes or shake my head. When they say that, it always takes forever. I gesture for him to continue. “Why were you at Charlie’s today?”
“Having brunch with friends.”
“Which friends?”
“Dee and Zane.”
“Why were you having brunch together?”
“Seemed like the thing to do.”
“Care to elaborate?”
“Not really.”
“Please?”
“Fine.” I send him a bored look. “Zane is someone we both know from way back and we were catching up.”
“I see.” He opens a small notebook and acts as if he’s checking something. “Do you know of any reason why someone would want to blow up your car or otherwise cause you harm?”
I look at George who shrugs. “Ms Black works as a highly specialized engineer. Her services are in demand worldwide.”
“Yes, so it would seem.”
“Because of Ms Black’s skills, she’s been approached by several less scrupulous individuals and organizations who would like her to apply her skills towards their ends,” George continues. “Naturally, Ms Black has declined these requests, but these declinations have not always been met with a civil response.”
Detective Warren frowns. “So you think that a potential client tried to kill you?”
I shrug. “Not for me to understand that inner logic of people. Just that some potential clients have not been pleasant in their interactions since I’ve said no.”
“I see.” I don’t think he did, but I didn’t think that pressing the point would matter. “We have already spoken with Ms Norton…”
“No,” I interrupt.
“I’m sorry?”
I bite my tongue to not say that he should be. “Dee is not a Ms. They are not a Mr either. They are non-binary. Call them Dr Norton.”
“But…”
I shoot him a glare. “They have a PhD in computer science. Call them Dr.”
Detective Warren draws a long breath. “However we are having trouble locating this Zane friend of yours.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“What I said. We can’t locate him.”
“Have you called his field office?” I ask. “He works for the NSA.”
“They say that as of today he is on a six week sabbatical.”
I continue to frown. “And you tried his cell?”
He nodded. “I wondered if you knew of another way to contact him.”
“Other than email…” I shrug away the rest of the sentence. I study them. “And Zane hasn’t contacted you?”
“No, so if you are able to, please let him know we are interested in talking with him.”
The detectives ask me more questions about when I got to the restaurant, did I park in the same place, why I was driving and not, and other questions. I answer, but I keep going back to the fact that they haven’t heard from Zane. I don’t know if I have, but I haven’t had a chance to look at my phone and see. It niggles at me, a detail that isn’t right. I half-expected Zane to come through my hospital door, but he’s not here. It’s strange and in some ways wrong. I do not like it.
The detectives give me their cards and ask me to call if I have any more information to give them. I nod, play nice, and wait until they are out the door before I make a gagging face. George waggles his finger at me. I roll my eyes back at him.
“I played nice,” I protest.
“Yes, I suppose you did.” He sits in the chair by my bed again. “So you were having lunch with Zane.” I nod. “Why?”
I shrug. “Julian is using him to get to me and Dee and maybe Justin.”
“And what could possibly compel you to even consider such an alliance.”
I survey the room. “Because Julian has the journal.”
George frowns a moment before understanding explodes over his face. “Does he?”
“Maybe.”
“That is powerful bait.”
I nod, but then frown again. “Where in the hell is Zane?”
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