#cirocchio

Headcanons | Ginko

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ?

Ginko's hands have a number of callouses and little scars from spending his entire life on the road. But despite this, or perhaps because of it, they are also steady and sure. He has a very firm grip that reveals the care he has for what he handles. Be it mushi or people.

[ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ?

Wrapped Up Memes || ⚜Accepting⚜

[ hoodie ] sender pulls their oversized hoodie over receiver’s head and tugs the hood gently into place

Nara hated being a mess. Long walks in the rain weren't exactly her definition of fun. No. She was stressed, rushing through the downpour, body hunched over her briefcase to protect the contents. Long black strands were soaked through, sticking uncomfortably to her neck, along with her suit that was clinging to her body and rubbing in a way that was driving her CRAZY.

For someone who was always so prepared, she hadn't thought to pack an emergency umbrella? Frustration clear on her face, she made a mental note to do that tonight after a long, hot bath and relaxing session wrapped in a plush blanket in front of her little space heater. Couldn't risk getting sick. Not when she had so much to do. Though in her huff, she looked up through dripping bangs to find a bastion of hope in the otherwise dreary afternoon.

Ciri's van.

It still baffled her that the young woman... lived(?) in such a thing... Even more so when she found that the door was unlocked. Nara made a note to chide her on that later (Though why was she just letting herself in? Nevermind that. Ciri wouldn't mind.)

"Ciri!" Nara sighed, shutting the door behind her, removing her heels and starting to wring out her ponytail, rage draining out of her expression like the rain from her hair. "I'm terribly embarrassed to have you see me like this. But I'm also extremely thankful to have bumped into you. It's pouring out there! Though I'm sure you knew that. And it's been such a long day. This was the icing on a rather runny cake." Ciri seemed to prefer being quiet, which often led to Nara attempting to fill the silence with anything and everything. Not to mention it'd been a long time since she'd had someone other than a client or coworker to talk to... So it drew this yappy side out of her.

"I forgot an umbrella, and my phone is dead. Can you believe that?" She took a moment to look around the other's home, nose wrinkling a bit, but mouth staying neutral as not to offend. Now that she wasn't hoofing it, she was shivering, the chill finally taking hold of her. "You know... you're always welcome to stay with me if you're close by. I-" Nara was cut off as her vision briefly went dark, eyes shutting as fluffy fabric slid over her frame, snug in the chest, but otherwise loose, and much preferred to the freezing suit she had on underneath. Sliding her arms into the sleeves, Nara's smile is warm, a rare chuckle leaving her as Ciri adjusted the hood over her head.

Say That Again?! [PROMPT]

Three long seconds later, she swallows the gulp of water she'd taken, and then holds up a finger, "... we're going to unpack that statement at a later time. First things first, I'm going to look up how much it costs to DIY blackout window screens." She's already reaching for her laptop tucked under the edge of the coffee table, setting the cup on the side table before she spills it out of disbelief.

skyward sword sentence starters || [ open ]

@cirocchio​ sent:  'you seem pretty…um, relaxed about, the whole thing. ' she means monsters! unless there's something even more unusual to be relaxed about...

“I do? But that’s a good thing, isn’t it? I was able to handle everything fine after all.” He nods with continued confidence, barely a sweat broken as he sheaths the great sword back behind him and claps his hands with a sigh of relief. 

“I wasn’t always this good at fighting, or farming for that matter. If you saw me a few years ago it’d be a different situation, of course... the me back then wouldn’t have taken you out here if I was that scared.” He laughs lightly, because this is a lighthearted matter and it’s not a big deal he just took down a raging insect monster thing with a few well timed swings. And only a few years separated that confidence and him considering himself an amateur.

@cirocchio

White shirt billowed in the breeze, and Nezumi's lips stretched into a boyish grin. It was hard to tell if he was truly amused or if his next words would cut like a razor.

"Trust me when I say that I haven't consented to see this—" he pursed his lips and gestured vaguely towards the other. "However, we're here, and I cannot realistically get the horrors out of my head as easily, so I might as well help you, hn?"

Yes. That could make him feel better.

Nezumi rubbed his hands together and strode down the short hill.

❛ You want me to.... catch him? ❜ She echoes, smile dropping momentarily in confusion. Now that’s a challenge Ciri hasn’t presented before - usually her friend would be willing to indulge the priestess in whatever offhanded remarks she had. Wait, but no - it sounded like Ciri didn’t know the answer either? And perhaps this is her way of saying that Isanami has the capabilities to catch the little bird, who has given his owner a bit more grief than usual.

❛ UWWAAAAAH, CICI-CHAN!!!! ❜ This is a regular occurrence, of course, for Isanami to casually be bursting into tears as she starts sprinting towards her dear friend. Her intention is to hug, of course, with the biggest pout on her face - and it would be anticlimactic if she tripped, but fortunately Isanami is nimble on her feet.