cage of « denial »

“I did, but…”

Now how should she put it? Minoru wasn’t against dressing herself in the garb Urbosa and the other Gerudo wore, especially since it would help immensely in this damned heat, but the sheer fabric left the rabbit feeling as if she lacked in the safety department. These clothes of hers not only acted as a ward against the cold, but also made sure the most sensitive areas of Minoru’s body would be protected from potential threats thanks to how thick some portions were.

Removing her outfit was akin to taking away a soldier’s armor in the midst of a battle, but gods it was so h o t…

“… Perhaps I can follow my leads at night.”

“You could try, but I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold. During the night, it may become colder, especially if you aren’t attuned to how frequently the weather changes.” Having lived here for years now, Urbosa knows her way around this rodeo. She recalls how Zelda was when she first came, because she was more used to less extreme weather. “I can ask around to get some...more breathable fabrics for you, per a commission? Something more suited to your tastes of course.”

Well, she’s lucky she knows someone who specializes in textiles. 

“You know, we ought to get you sized for clothes more accommodating for the desert during your stay here. We can get a custom design done for you for your preferences.” Minrou wears long, heavy robes after all. Such attire will weigh her down while traveling through Gerudo Desert. “You did want to travel to search out a rumor you’ve heard, yes?” 

NAME:   Eunmi (은미) ALIAS:   Yuri (유리) / Nari (나리) | Peculiar Tailor AGE:    720+ years old | appears in mid twenties. FAMILY:   Her adopted children+any of their family members. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   None.

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻.

RELIGIOUS BELIEF:   Korean Shamanism. SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: To regain her Cintamni, to bring happiness to others. KNOWN LANGUAGES:  Korean, Chinese, Japanese, English, Russian and bits and pieces of other European and other Asian Languages. (Filipino, Spanish, German that are on a more intermediate level).  SECRETS: Usually her status as an Imugi to others (humans normally), it’s why she moves so often out of habit and keeps herself and family safe.  SAVVIES:  People, Fashion, Jewelry, Floriography,  Children, History and Geography and Mythology. 

𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻.

BUILD:    scrawny  / bony  /  slender /  fit  /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average. HEIGHT:    5″8″ ft SCARS / MARKS:    On her more humanoid form, many on her hands from working with them often. On her imugi form, some rough patches of scales that didn’t unloosen themselves correctly, areas around them  may look distorted in result. ABILITIES / POWERS:  Shapeshifting, Slight Water Manipulation, Flight, Slight Illusion ability,  RESTRICTIONS:  Without her Cintamni, her knowledge is limited, she isn’t omnipotent nor can she bring about creation. Her size as an Imugi is also vastly smaller in comparison, shapeshifting into this form can be quite painful in result. 

𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂.

FOOD:  Haemul Paejeon (Seafood Pancakes!) DRINK:  Tea / Soju PIZZA TOPPING:  Bulgogi; Pepperoni, Scallions COLOUR:  Purple MUSIC GENRE: Traditional Instruments / Electronic /  BOOK GENRE:  Romance MOVIE GENRE:  Mystery Thriller SEASON: Spring. CURSE WORD:   새끼 but she doesn’t curse often. SCENT(S):  Floral scents, the sea, foliage, blood (?)

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼.

Ah, that question was always hard to answer. She steps out of the shadows, hands raised. Madotsuki means no harm, and she intends to make this fact clear to her dream partner. 

A curious one, that is. With arms still raised she attempts a small wave, and then points to her own head. And then Raine’s. As if to say “you are dreaming, and so am I”. A complex question to a complex answer. And one that cannot be easily explained.  

With light steps she approaches the detective, almost hesitantly. Raine cannot do anything to her, but it still does not hurt to be safe. Dreams are safer than reality, and in dreams Madotsuki can reach out to people so easily. Something that cannot be done outside of this small but endless space they both now reside in. Inside her small room, she can do everything. 

Fingers now point to the new doors in the Nexus; ones that she does not recognize. Then she points to Raine again. “Those are yours”, this is what she means. If she can understand that this is a dream, then things become much easier. The dreamer stares at her once again, waiting for an answer. Waiting for understanding. 

That she is safe. They are both safe for now.

Raine watches in bated breath, lips pinching together tightly while attempting to read Madotsuki’s gestures. Oh. The realization dawns on her as if Lars did something disastrous again and her shock shows on her face. 

“Aaahhhh, I did it again!” Raine exclaims, rubbing a hand down her face. It being astral project and yeet herself somewhere beyond her understanding. Opposed to how usual detectives are, Raine isn’t really good at remaining stoic. Realizing Madotsuki is still with her, she shakes her head, then sheepishly rubs behind her scarred neck. “Uh. Sorry ‘bout that..” 

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"Is it because you're stronger than death?" Came März's innocent reply, brows knitting together in fascination. If Mädchen doesn't fear death, then what's worse than it? He's never put much stock into it because he's been constantly living his life carelessly–– stuck in the world of rose tinted lenses. "Or...... is it because you life simultaneously with it."

Such a cryptic answer from a thirteen year old, huh.

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"Yeah." There's a lull between them, as she slumps nearby him, leaning against his shoulder. Despite being so young–– Raine's world has been colored by a constant weariness, where hope feels out of reach. Even the most saturated days, she feels herself sag from the constant day to day stagnation, from the pain and inconveniences.

"Sucks, it sucks a whole lot." A beat, she groans while doing a small stretch. She isn't the most athletic either, so there is days where she feels stagnated by the constant dread of the horrors of the world. "But, we should do something––" She makes a face, a glare with her lips pinched in disappointment. "Hey, I didn't say I'd do bad things today, let's go out somewhere today."

Raine's already tugging Graham, who towers over her, she may be short, but listen: she's an impossible force vs his hulking wall.