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Mynx.

There’s no doubt in his mind that she’s using a nickname. In this kind of showbiz, it’s needed and he knows he’s already thrown himself under the bus for using his civilian name over his other name. There’s a bit of the charm he puts on, a hint of his village idiot act, but he knows his usual flirting tactics aren’t going to fly this time now that he’s the one to initiate conversation. 

But his name rolls off her tongue like velvet, and it only cues his next lines instead of the intended pick-up.

“You’re too beautiful to be called that. I even forgot my pick-up lines,” he says with a chuckle, offering his hand. Samurai or not, gentleman behaviour’s needed for a special beauty like this one. There’s a chance he might come across as a bit of a meathead with his shirt fitting to the shape of his abs underneath, so he tries to counteract it with this little motion. It seems like his companion has decided to pack up and leave Samuel to his own little world, as he’s being called by someone else to attend to some other matters before leaving. 

“I don’t mean to bother you. I happened to be walking by and when I saw you, I was thinking that you would be the best and only person that could help me with my problem. See… I have a sword about yay long… and uh, I was wondering if you’d know where I can find a sheathe for it.”

At his response, she can’t help but laugh, though maybe it exits her more like a giggle than anything else. “That sure sounds like one, so that can’t be too true.” And it really does; Jinah has heard more than her fair share of pickup lines, both good and bad, and his fell somewhere in the middle.

Nonetheless, she takes the offered hand in introduction, flower-printed silk robe resting around her elbows instead of on her shoulders. She notices his companion prepare to leave him and turns her attention briefly, offering a polite smile and hand raised in goodbye as he left. Her distraction doesn’t last long, however, before Samuel pulls her mind away with his voice. Jinah listens, though her head tilts ever so slightly to the side for a moment when he mentions a sword and a sheath. (Maybe it was the alcohol on an empty stomach- a mistake she still hasn’t learned from.)

“Ohh,” she realizes, and laughs again. “A sheath for your.. sword.” She nods and takes him by the hand, leading him to one of the empty sofas and encouraging him to sit. “Why don’t you tell me how I particularly can help you, hm?”

003 | eleven out of ten

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Being the new guy in the group somehow made its rounds to the other gang members, having to dish out alibis to make it look like they’re just touring around the different places like a bunch of tourists or people who will be seeing the place later to start work, much like an orientation. 

This time, his stop is at The Grotto. He abandons his apron and towel to walk around in nothing but his fitted black outfit that details quite a bit of his muscles, more so on the upper half. This little meeting sounds almost like a snooze, but he takes in the information like a vacuum, so if such a situation comes up in the future, he would be able to recall what to do. Sometimes the ‘stupid’ act works. Seeing as it’s his last stop for the day and he’s already ready to kill the rest of the night with some sleep, the person he’s with starts walking him out but the swordsman stops in his tracks when something catches his eye. 

A complete 11 out of 10, drawing his attention with her movements and he can only start walking over with his companion in tow. 

“What’s her name?” He doesn’t wait much for an answer, because he doesn’t seem to get one right away and approaches her, his gaze fixed on how she seems so beautiful and enticing. “Samuel.” Damn, he’s supposed to use his other name. Oh well. “What’s your name?”

For the somewhat brief time Jinah has been working at The Grotto, she’s come to know nearly all of the staff outside of the dancers and prostitutes. She works hard to attempt to make friends with everyone, or at least the kind of friends you can be when you work in a half-legal joint like this. Which is why she notices when there’s new staff every time, without fail.

From her position, she can see the stranger navigate through the people with ease, with what looks to be a friend leading the way. Her initial suspicions of new staff disappear quickly though, as neither Seungwoo or Lian seem to approach him as she would expect them to do. It’s odd, and the way that he and his friends stick out ever so slightly is odd too, but she tries not to let the feeling of a particularly intense stare distract her from her own job too much. (She was never in a mood to be reprimanded for not working well enough.)

When she steps down for her first break all night and manages to down two shots as she mingles, the feeling of the stare returns, and before her stands the odd man out that she had noticed earlier. He, Samuel, asks for her name and Jinah has to fight the urge to laugh; Not many people cared to learn her name, more often simply her rate. “Mynx,” she answers with ease, “What can I help you with, Samuel?”

003 | eleven out of ten

canon unlocked ! - day and night jinah / mynx

jinah takes care to separate her business and personal lives- while she does run a pretty big arms supply and drug production operation, she employs many people to handle the smaller tasks for her, allowing her to enjoy her free time (and work at the grotto/definitely use it as a meeting place sometimes hahaha) 

while mynx is playful and carefree, always looking for the next thrill or pursuit, jinah is careful and calculating, and quiet. her reputation was pretty much shattered the day her name hit the first newspaper, and since then jinah doesn’t do much in the eyes of the public other than party and look like a trust fund baby. 

mynx- the alias she’s used long before she was notorious, can be considered a facade of sorts for her. jinah uses multiple wigs, outfits, and bolder styles of makeup all to indulge herself, and while she doesn’t care so much as to wear masks or anything, when the daylight breaks, she tends to enjoy a clean face (or at the least lighter makeup) and more simplistic, flowy clothing than her evening counterpart. (to the point that sometimes her brothers joke about her having a secret twin.)

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hello all!! my sincerest apologies for not having my pages complete yet! i’m working on them ;^ ; but mynx here, known more intimately as jinah, is a muse i’ve had in my head for a little while now, and i finally decided to take the plunge and see what kind of havoc she could wreak in myeongcho!

while i’m still working on my pages, here’s some highlights about her!

lee jinah’s claim to fame is being charged for the murder of her then-fiance, kwon minshik, in 2018. it was considered somewhat notable, as minshik was known by all gangs as one of the best suppliers for weapons and drugs alike. while the little evidence there was was rather damning, jinah was ultimately acquitted due to the inability to prove she did it. (word on the street is that she did it, because she took over the business only within a matter of weeks. but she didn’t)

jinah’s family is particularly well known for being involved in various aspects of crime- they come from old money, self-made long before myeongcho descended into the chaos it is now and though the family disagrees over certain loyalties (her family is notoriously hydrus-leaning, though her fiance was a member of columba) it’s not unusual for their figurative fingerprints to be all over the next big disaster. just enough that everyone knows who they back, and sometimes finance, but not enough to incriminate. 

jinah is a party girl- if there’s a good club, she’s at it, probably passing out the fun stuff. she’s not loose, necessarily, but lives on the wild side. she takes her meetings in backrooms of public spaces, and handles business with utmost professionality. don’t be mistaken, as a businesswoman, jinah is cold and calculating, and won’t stand for anyone trying to pull one over on her unless she can use it to her advantage later.

she is generous with her income, donating to school funds and the like, fancying herself some sort of hero in her own mind. (don’t ask me how she rationalizes it, i don’t know)

remember (sojin)

You’re a different human being to everybody you meet.

truth

She smiled when it seemed impossible and laughed as if it were effortless. She was quiet but you could see the words written on her face. She was strong but yet soft. She was loving but never depended on love in return. She was the girl I wanted to be and she was me. She was everything I knew I could be and everything I was scared I’d never become.

You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.

Robin Williams