*.ﾟ☆ 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕚

The birds that were singing in the dew-drenched garden seemed to be telling the flowers about her.She’s innocent, she’s naive. She’s a fresh blossom in the world of war and strife, stained by the rainfall of crimson.

[vgjoohyun]

sickness and health

[hrkarin]

hrjiyeon‌:

Jiyeon was glad she seemed to accept her words and could understand where she was coming from. “See? So, there you go,” she smiled. There were also cases, like her own, where no one would remember who she was, but she was simply happy to gave gotten where she did. It was her personal goal, her own personal legend of sorts, and if no one ever looked at it or learned about it, that was okay with Jiyeon.

At the comment, Jiyeon couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s true,” she said petting the young girl’s head. “But you know what? Talking to you has made me start to feel a lot better too. So you’ve helped me out a lot more than you know.” 

“Exactly,” Jiyeon nodded. “The paths we all take may be different but the road we end up on is the same.” The beginning and end point were the same for every living being on earth, and each and every single being had their own paths. It crossed others, but never duplicated them. This was something that Jiyeon always believed.

“Honestly, I don’t even know. Bad, because health wise, we’re done for,” she shrugged. “But also in a way, good, because no one can judge you for your appearance anymore, right? But I don’t know, and I’m not sure I want to see it happen either.” Jiyeon imagined the scenario that Karin was painting for her. “It sounds like…an entertaining movie, but also, a little bit terrifying when you think about the fact you’ve eaten those same vegetables you’re fighting now.”

❝ did i now? did i really? well that’s good. i mean i came here to make sure you weren’t dying from your sickness but that’s a good plus right? ❞ there’s a certain hope to her tone that is left muted yet still wrapped between her words and small laughter. it’s an odd feeling to be told, even if was something obvious. spending far too long with her parents, the confusion still remains even now when karin is told she can be good.

❝ you know…i know you’re a dietician and all but you sound like those philosophy majors i see around campus and in my electives. before you know it we’ll be talking about the real meaning of life, ❞ it’s banter with no intention to evolve into an actual conversation. not now at least, she has to be in a specific mood for it.

❝ it could be a…an action movie. or a sci-fi horror movie that fools everyone since they always have the scariest titles like insidious or conjuring or something. but now we just have something that sounds like attack of the vegetables or planet of the carnivorous vegetables and everyone will be like what? ❞ a giggle escapes. ❝ you can probably guess i’m terrible at naming things. ❞

[hrkarin]

hrchaerin‌:

“Definitely drawing a line on male and female, for sure. No blue tax, because then people assume it’s for men, it’s gotta be pink. Totally girly,” Chaerin nodded in agreement. It was as though she had been conditioned into that belief growing up. Boy colours and girl colours and boy animals and girl animals. She never truly understood the purpose of it and it was sad to say that this way of thinking still influenced the world even today.

“Yeah, but condoms are free and I mean, that’s a choice. We can’t choose what happens to our bodies, why are we not being offered things for free? Totally unfair,” Chaerin shook her head, knowing that no matter how much people talked about it, the chances of a change were slim to none. It was another part of the way the world worked.

“I very well might be!” Chaerin laughed. “A hidden recipe? No, nothing like that, but if there was one, it would change depending on the person. To each their own, you know? This is how I make it and it’s perfect for me, and if people like it, then it’s a plus. If not, they can tweak it themselves,” she said, blowing on some noodles before helping herself to some too.

❝ i need to figure this out why society as a whole decided we should be pink and blue is for boys…like imagine a world where i don’t know we’re green and they’re yellow, ❞ the image that comes to karin’s head a few seconds too late is that of the subway logo and she grimaces at herself and the accidental conundrum she’s built for herself. there would be no intention to alter the gender colours into the subway logo and she hopes that the other girl doesn’t catch onto that.

❝ let’s just hope that in our lifetime it’ll be free eventually. i heard some schools do it already so  fingers crossed it’ll be worldwide one day? ❞ the statement is a slightly childish one but karin feels as if it would be a better response than to down the mood. it is a grim reality, one she’s reminded of during the unkind moments when cramps come to settle in.

❝ care to share it with me then? i can make it for my roommates and i’ll tell them a master chef of ramyeon taught me, ❞ light laughter elicits itself from her lips. ❝  they won’t believe that master chef bit but i’m sure they’d love the recipe too. ❞ she takes another careful bite, then points towards the laptop. ❝  comfy? we good to start? ❞

[hrkarin]

hrwonho‌:

At her response, Wonho could only raise a brow. He couldn’t blame her, if he had been her he likely would have planned just that first step and not bothered to look at the rest of the steps to get the cat home. 

“What if it’s a stray?” he asked, knowing that it would make things more difficult. “Would you just let it go? Drop it off at the pound?” He wondered if those types of places still took any old animal that was found, or if they would make Karin pay to get the clean and given shots to make it be able to live with the others and friendly in a home environment. That would definitely end up being costly for a thing she wasn’t planning on keeping.

“Me?” he said, feeling a bit dumbfounded. “I don’t know…get it out of here?” he said, knowing his words maybe didn’t come off the nicest way. “Just…get it a home or take it to a shelter. Whichever works for me.” 

“Maybe, but who knows if it would end up home or up another tree. I think do the posters. Adn by posters I mean social media. Or the shelter.”

❝ things happen? ❞ she squeaks out, feeling rather reflective of her experiences back at her shared house all of a sudden. maybe it came with being the younger and only female member of the house but she’s definitely had a few browns raised at her. for different reasons but not unlike this one, where body moved before mind thought.

❝well i can’t keep it…that’s for sure…but i wouldn’t let it go. it doesn’t seem like a feral cat since it’s purring at me, ❞ for good measure of confirmation to her statement, she gives the kitten a few strokes on its head. a satisfied rumble reaches her air, and she offers it a few pats as if it’s meant to be a reward for the simple action. ❝ i’m willing to find a humane shelter for it. ❞

the answer becomes more obvious as time wanes on. karin nods at his suggestion as rough as it comes, adjusting the feline in her hand so that she can glance into its eyes. ❝ we’re going on a small journey together to the shelter now kitty. and hopefully they’ll have a vet, so they can check if you have a microchip inside you. ❞ then she looks back over at him. . ❝ i don’t have any free hands as you can tell so…want to help me search up the nearest shelter? it’s still early enough the day so i don’t think any would be closed. ❞

[lluyuna]

{sharp blades}

[hrkarin]

hryuna‌:

“No?” she said, keeping the same tone light. She made a note to check with the people guarding the front, since they clearly weren’t doing their job well. And by that, she meant talking to the captain to let him know, since the scene wasn’t finished with yet not just anyone could be wandering about unnoticed. It could prove to be fatal to their investigation and the captain would be criticized for not keeping a tight hold on the crime scene.

“Oh? Your skate guards? Did you happen to grab the wrong ones? Or did someone else put the wrong ones on?” she asked, wondering for a moment if she had maybe tampered with the other skates and mixed up the skate guards in a rush to escape. Or perhaps whoever had been handling her skates had done the same thing, that, or trying to frame the young girl now. 

Before Yuna could answer the girl’s question, something seemed to have clicked in her head and she seemed to begin to panic. Yuna was confused for a moment before putting a hand on her shoulder. “What’s wrong? What is it?”

❝ no i’d never grab the wrong one! ❞ she states indignantly, realizing seconds later that maybe karin was a few decibels too loud for someone who is simply explaining to a person who doesn’t know anything about her world. but it’s a form of pride on the line, unable to even think about the possibility that she would subject her favourite skate guards to such horror.

❝ what i mean is…you can’t laugh okay? but i have these special skate guards, and they’re like my good luck charm. so i would never replace them with the wrong ones. i’d rather punch myself than make that mistake. ❞ the spew comes out in one long breath, voice starting to squeak slightly as she ran out of air. at the end she drawls a big breath.

❝ but that being said…you’re here and you’re clearly the police or something like that. which means something bad happened here. i don’t know how bad but it….the skating rink isn’t going to close down is it? ❞ the contemplation on her face is hard to read along with the evident distraught. ❝ and uh…my skate guard….i really hope it wasn’t stolen…wait do you think that the person who did it was the one who took my skate guards? ❞

[g-idle]

오레오와플 | do not edit

[hrkarin]

hrwonho:

The idea was simple and it wasn’t as though it was ridiculous, but Wonho couldn’t help but shake his head as she spoke. There was no way to know that was what the cat was feeling, but it was just like Karin to swoop in and try to rescue the little thing, even if that may not have been what it needed.

The cat was secure and Wonho heard Karin say something before climbing down herself and dismissing the crowd. A part of him couldn’t understand why people needed to stand there and watch. What was so out of the ordinary here? Getting an animal out of a tree? Unless they were the cat’s owner, he didn’t see why it mattered and if they were the owner, why hadn’t they done anything?

“Here,” he said, holding the cat out to Karin again, who was wiggling and eager to escape, still clearly in a state of panic, which Wonho suspected was due to his own presence. “Now what? Are you going to just let the thing go? It would probably find it’s own way home. Or are you going to take it home and stick up posters for a lost cat?”

with an unexplainable sense of triumph, she settles herself onto the ground. a final pat of her own clothes to make sure nothing has been ripped or wrinkled and her attention falls once again back onto the cat. ❝ come here you poor thing, ❞ eyes are not even glancing over at the other until the wriggling feline is in the safety of her grasp first where it seems to calm down.

at least for the time being. fingers scratch against the chin of the settling feline as eyes glance back to the male in thought. true to her nature, she had not planned anything else after the task. It had simply been, rescue the cat.

❝ uh… good question. i didn’t think that far, ❞ she offers a hangdog smile. ❝ i just wanted to rescue the cat…well kitty, ❞ eyes look down at the cat in her arms. ❝ what do you want to do? ❞ receiving only a stare in response a sigh slips out and she looks over at the male once again. ❝ should we let it go and see what it does? i mean clearly its owner wasn’t a part of the crowd. ❞

[lluyuna]

{sharp blades}

[hrkarin]

hryuna‌:

The girl seemed surprised at their presence there and for a moment, Yuna wanted to cross her off the list of suspects. It wasn’t her job to say who was guilty and who should be arrested, she was just the the person investigating the crime scene and analyzing the data available, but if her analysis led her to someone, then it would be the police or detectives who would take it from there.

“Did you?” she said, her voice kind, a smile on her lips. “What did you leave behind? Have you been here the entire time?” she asked, finding herself suspicious of anyone who wasn’t someone she already knew. “Or did you just come back now? The area was blocked off, so you shouldn’t have been able to get in if that were the case.” 

She said this last bit as more so musing out loud, wondering where this girl came from. They had been told no one was present except for the injured and her coach and the rink staff, and she didn’t look like the staff.

“Do you work here?” she asked. 

karin is certainly waiting to be scolded and a part of her features certainly has the glance of a child waiting to be hit by a storm. it would only be right of her to be, given how she had dashed into the fray without permission. but it is with much surprise that the voice which comes from the stranger is nothing menacing, scolding but simply kind. it throws her off  in surprise, but it certainly isn’t something unwelcome.

❝ well i uh…didn’t know it was blocked actually because i wasn’t really paying attention to what was happening in the front. i came in from the back to retrieve my skate guards because well… they weren’t on my skates when i got home. which was really weird because they should’ve been, but they were replaced by some random ones. ❞ the confusion in her voice is apparent, but she’s not here to seek solace or advice from the stranger. that’s a mystery she’ll solve herself when the time came for it.

❝ but anyways yea i work part-time here. i also practice here a lot. you could say i have a sort of arrangement with the rink…why? ❞ for the first time in many seconds, she suddenly wonders if the commotion in front and everything until now has been tied together. eyes finally have a good glance around the skating rink, absorbing the scene and mouth opens again briefly though nothing comes out. ❝ oh. oh no. ❞

[hrkarin]

hrxwoo‌:

chuckling he agreed with her: “yes, me and around twenty full of hormones sweaty hockey players.” he was one of the oldest in his team and he always laughed at the youngest and their weird but funny behavior. sometimes he even joined them in their weird acts. 

what surprised him though, was the fact that she didn’t know who had practice after her, since all the boys were loud and usually came quite early. she must’ve seen them at least a few times, right? but then again, maybe she was lucky that she hadn’t - he knew those around her age would go crazy and probably ruin her day with stupid flirting and remarks. 

he was taken aback, but still liked her proposal. “sure!” he shrugged and stood up, picking up his bag. “i won’t say no to skating;” he smiled, kind of excited for this. “be right back;” he nodded towards the bag  and headed towards his team’s wardrobe.

he changed in a rush, managing to be ready in about twenty minutes. at the end, he tied his skates and put on his helmet and gloves. picking up his stick and two pucks from the puck basket, he exited the room and went towards the benches.  the girl was still on the ice as he jumped over the fence on it. the comical contrast between his and her outfit made him laugh. “i hope it’s really okay!” he said in her direction, just wanting to make sure for the last time before continuing. he dropped the puck on the ground, dribbling it for a second with his stick. “also the name’s woohyun, by the way.” 

❝ that many? ❞ karin almost squawks, her eyes widening at how she could have missed so many people. but in a way it made sense. not the part about her missing so many people but the fact that she usually fell into a sort of concentration trance. when she left it, her only thought would be to rush straight into the female locker room. then home sweet home. albeit somewhat boring, but there usually wasn’t someone other than her coach to speak to. ❝ well that makes sense if you’re a hockey team. we figure skaters are the more solitary ones. ❞

his response is received with a nod from her end and two small hands coming up to offer him a thumbs up. her attention drifts the moment he vanishes, eyes easily gazing back at the ice. what was once smoothed over now filled with grooves and scratches. it’s her artwork. so many people focus on her movements, her leaps, her glides and her spins, but she’s always looking down beneath. if not looking, she’s thinking of it. well since the stranger said yes, he probably wouldn’t mind the little rifts and bumps that scatter their way across.

this time around, karin notices him before he comes close, and she skates her way from across the rink back towards the benches. ❝ yea! it does get a bit lonely when my coach isn’t around. who knew that nagging could be comforting? ❞ she lightly laughs. ❝ my name’s karin. it’s nice to meet you woohyun, i feel like this is a really belated introduction. but oh well! ❞

[xoxoyourgorgeousxoxo]

[hrdaehyun-blog]

“We only needed 1 lamp!” - {karin + dae}

[hrkarin]

hrdaehyun‌:

“I never thought about putting fairy lights over it, but now that you mention it, it must look so pretty and dreamlike,” he says as he tries to picture it and he feels like this is the kind of stuff he should have been aware of considering the amount of interior design magazines he likes to read. He knows he probably won’t be the person decorating the houses he designs in the future, but still, it can’t hurt to picture what the rooms inside the houses could be like depending on the people who would choose to live in them.

“But if a monster comes now, I guess you can just vault over the edge of your loft bed and end up on the monster’s back and try to keep it in a chokehold with one arm while smacking its head with your other arm,” he laughs as he pictures it in his mind. “Hell maybe you should keep one of your skates near your pillow so you can use it as a weapon.” Now he’s just being extra and teasing her, but it’s fun. “Although you know what I think?” he begins after a short pause. “I think that it’s never too late for bed canopies and if you want to get one, you should. You know, it doesn’t even have to be above your bed. You could put it in a corner of your room, above a nest of cushions and pillows and turn that corner into a comfortable reading nook or something.”

He doesn’t really know why he’s giving all those suggestions to Karin, but here he is. Maybe it’s because he remembers that he used to want a pirate-themed room when he was a child and it never happened and he knows that it’s too late now to have a bed shaped like a pirate boat because he doesn’t think he would ever dare invite someone in his bedroom if that was the case. But a bed canopy doesn’t feel as childish.

“By the way, have you seen any lamps of interest so far?”

❝ yea you know when i’m joking about being an ice fairy and all that? that’s just me secretly connecting with my fae self. the fairy lights are just to maximize it all and then i’ll reach my final form and grow wings, ❞ karin exaggerates, taking the time to lean in towards her roommate with a coquettish glance. there is no expectation for him to believe her, but it is around few people she allows herself to be a semblance of a child. he is one. the perks of roommates. or rather, the perks of having roommates that get along even with all their sharp contrast in personalities.

❝ that’s smart! the monsters got nothing on me. and even if i don’t manage to fend it off in one shot you’ll all hear me yelling anyways and if you don’t then we’re talking you to the doctors, ❞ laughter percolates from her lips at the thought of herself fending of a monster. then at the thought of all of them doing so in their various level of fitness and wits. ❝ you’re right i can make a canopy beanbag corner. there’s enough room. if we find a small enough one let’s do it! ❞

but though she speaks with much rigorousness, the thought is still one that lingers in the back burner. at his question, karin snaps to attention. her fingers reach to point in a general direction, suddenly recalling one lamp that did indeed stand out to her. ❝ oh right there was one. black and metallic. looked around the right height? i totally forgot about it. ❞

[hrkarin]

hrchaerin‌:

Chaerin nodded. “You got it. Pink for girls and overpriced because we’re girls,” she said, shaking her head. “Right? People always argue against it though. Companies will say the woman’s brand is more quality and better and that’s why it costs more but I fail to see how this razor versus a men’s razor differs. I honestly just buy men’s razors, it’s much cheaper than anything else,” she said.

A laugh escaped Chaerin’s lips at the other girl seeming to agree with her. Her excitement was contagious, and she found herself mimicking her actions, lifting her arms in the air for a cheer as well. 

Chaerin nodded and stood up as the other excused herself and started to work on their evening meal. She prepared some side dishes as well and made maybe a little too much ramen, but she told herself they would eat it all and if not, she would simply save it for the next day. 

She heard the other girl return and quickly over her shoulder called out, “the food is almost done! I’ll be another minute or two,” she said, before checking on the contents and noting that it just needed to sit for a minute. In the mean time, she took over the side dishes and some drinks, as well as chopsticks and poured the ramen into the respective bowls before bringing them over too and carefully placing them before Karin and herself.

“Dig in,” she said. “I don’t mean to brag, but this is going to be the best ramen you’ve ever had.”

❝ i love how they used pink since if you think about it so many of the products we use end up being pink cause it's a feminine colour, ❞ karin chuckles albeit a bit bitterly at the thought. make less, pay more and yet so many people are unable to see the flaw in all of this.❝ the company just know that we're the main shoppers and sometimes we have to buy things like feminine hygiene, so they're like money time! ❞

leaving the conversation as is, she thinks she can complain another day anyways, karin drums her fingers away on the bed lightly. she's absolutely not a musician, but little things like this are what calms her down. sometimes she taps away against the barrier of the skating rink too. briefly and then attention is back to the girl who'd just entered.

❝ are you the iron chef of ramen? ❞ karin teases at first. she blows the noodles a few times to ease away at the heat and then takes a small bite. a bit of soup, and she suddenly does realize the girl knows what she's talking about. ❝ so do you have a hidden recipe you can share right now? i'll gladly take the entire time we're watching the anime to memorize it cause you're right. this is amazing. ❞

[vgjoohyun]

sickness and health

[hrkarin]

hrjiyeon‌:

Jiyeon nods, understanding Karin’s words and agreeing. “It’s true. But hey, everyone rises and everyone falls, and just because you fall, it doesn’t mean that you’re bad or you’re losing your touch or your talents…what will last is your legacy. And no one will think about how you’re no longer where you were before, but of what you’v accomplished and done.”

“Of course, we can only try to do our best and hope for the best,” she said, knowing these words were supposed to be positive and uplifting but Jiyeon always felt as though they controlled the outcome of their lives. Things happened because you let them and they didn’t because you wouldn’t let them. Sometimes it collided with other people’s lives and paths, but if you had taken the precautions necessary before hand, you could be safe or, as was mentioned, be the one who gets injured.

“I will then,” she smiled, mentally running through her schedule to see if anything would line up. She knew she could make it happen. “True, they’re amazing, but you know what? They started at the bottom. There was a time where they were just beginning and looking up at the Olympic medalists, and now they’re there, right? Everyone will get there with hard work, I’m sure of it.”

Jiyeon laughed at her teasing comment, knowing very well what kind of a world and life that would lead to. “It would be crazy, yes, but you know, in a twisted way, I feel as though in that case people wouldn’t be looking at people for their appearances as much since it’s not in their control anymore.” Jiyeon didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.

❝ those are deep words. but they’re really true. there are a lot of memories behind each action and those will always be the most important thing to me, ❞ even more than trophies. even more than many things, though at the moment when she sits on the bench it’s hard to think otherwise. this’ll be a good reminder.

❝ this is why you’re the unnie. because though i came here to check if you’re feeling better you end up taking care of me,  ❞ light laughter trickles through her voice. looking back even at these few minutes, it almost felt like she’s been here for the entire day. she’s learned a lot absorbing information casually between all of this. she’s relaxed too, easily leaning back against the couch.

❝ we all started from the bottom and here we all are too. doesn’t matter what we’re doing right? in a way we’re all walking the same path just in variations, ❞ it’s the mood lift she needs. karin hasn’t thought about it much until now, how much she needed an outsiders perspective on things. it’s so easy to get lost int he world of competition when people keep pointing at the top instead of the sides.

❝ wait that’d be a good thing though right? or is that a bad thing? i can’t tell right now. or maybe we’ll have to figure out how to hold a giant revolution instead to fight the vegetables. wouldn’t that be interesting? vegetables as big as like...tigers out there that we have to hunt down instead of growing. ❞ she knows she’s simply blabbing on, but the thought is an amusing one she’s decided to stick to.

[hrkarin]

hrfelix:

❝     I think you should. It seems like quite the fascinating thing to explore,     ❞ Felix says. He’s pushing onwards trying his best to get more information out of her about it. Nobody else would amuse him. Not like that anyways. He didn’t even expect to find someone who would actually read tarot cards. Not in Hwaryung.

❝     If you’re willing. How about both? I would love to see how it differs, that is if it does.     ❞ Felix is smiling when he talks though his actual emotions remain unreadable. Sort of on purpose but also not, he figures the less that Karin knows the more he can convince himself it’s not a cheat. But that’s just a thought. Doubt, ah yes, his father’s favorite thing.

Obediently he takes the card from her hands. They have a different texture from playing cards which Felix wonders if there’s a reason behind them. He’s obviously touched a lot of those, whether rigged ones or not. But this felt different. They almost felt fragile, which was weird. Felix has heard they are expensive though so he’s careful instead of his usual rough housing that he does with his own cards.

❝     Is this good or do I need to do more?     ❞

❝ well, ❞ she begins her train of thought, eyes squinting at him not judgementally but more so in thought as to what he means. it's just a hunch she has no other words for it, but the boy seems to somehow treat things always so inquisitively. she wonders why though she never tells him. ❝ it does differ a bit so i can definitely show you. like i can easily tell your past present future or i can go into detail about your future. something like that? ❞

karin hopes what she's saying makes sense. she's often pulled the cards out and demonstrated things but she's never explained her own actions. she wasn't questioned, things came just as they were. but here she has to explain and this makes her realize why she'll never become a teacher. putting thoughts into words is an entire ordeal.

❝ it's when you feel like it's good enough. are you satisfied? oh, ❞ a hand reaches forward to pull a card which had fallen beside him while he was shuffling. ❝ the judgement tarot...do you wanna put it in and shuffle again? if it falls out it could be a sign of something. ❞

[hrkarin]

hrwonho‌:

“Well yeah, you’re holding it in a tree, why would it attack you? You throw it at me, it’s going to try and grab something and hence that something being me,” he pointed out, and spared a glance at what he was wearing. No matter how much he argued now, he figured it would be pointless, Karin had her mind set to this and he wanted to avoid ruining a shirt if he could help it. 

All Wonho could do was let out a sigh and he rolled up his sleeves, letting out a small sigh when he realized she wasn’t going to throw the cat at him but try to lower it down to him. “I got it,” he called up to her as he wrapped his hands around its belly, feeling the claws digging into his arms and cursing under his breath.

At the mention of the crowd, Wonho glanced over and noticed a few people stopping by, looking at the odd scene before them. “Yeah, yeah, let go of the thing and get down, I have a hold of the cat and it’s got a hold on me,” he spoke quickly, as though doing this would speed up the process. 

❝ cause...well cause... the cat was stuck so i think it was panicking in the first place and cats hate heights? like maybe, it only looks calm and it’ll actually be calm when it’s closer to the ground? ❞ she doesn’t know what exactly she’s blabbering about now at this point. instead, karin is simply speaking whatever is on her mind. still continuing on as she slowly dangles the cat over closer to him.

karin owes the older male a lot for doing this. she can already see how the cat fights the movements though not audibly. but still she’s begun so she might as well go all the way until the cat has finally found itself a new foothold in the male’s grasp. the taller probably more competent male ---  a reminder to her that she shouldn’t have climbed up so quickly without thinking!!

❝ okay. you got the cat? good? i’m coming down now, ❞ without scanning for confirmation, she turns around so that karin can quickly sneak herself down the tree. it’s easier heading down than up, which comes as expected.  she looks around at the crowd, offering a wave of her hand to scatter them away. ❝ we’re all good now! ❞

[lluyuna]

{sharp blades}

@hrkarin

Yuna went over the crime report that the detective on duty had given her. A skating competition was coming up, and one of the competitors had been injured badly, leaving them unable to participate. 

The coach of the competitor claimed it was a personal attack, that one of the other participants had sabotaged her and demanded it to be looked into, which was why Yuna was here now.

It had been an hour now, the rink closed due to the ongoing investigation and Yuna had noticed the ice wasn’t in top condition as it should have been, which led to the first thought of potential sabotage. The rink itself should not have allowed skaters on there, so why had the competitor got on the ice when it wasn’t in good condition?

Then, there were the skates. The coach had said they were brand new, and yet, they had broken, the blade coming off and snapping, causing the skater to injure themselves.

While she had sent someone off to look into the ice condition, she looked into the skates, trying to find any sort of clue as to what had happened to the skates. From her peripheral vision, she noticed an unknown figure, and looked to see a young girl, another skater it seemed, looking onto the scene. 

Yuna looked around and saw the other detective and officers were busy and so, with slippery steps, she made her way to the edge of the ice. “Hi there,” she smiled. “The rink is closed, you’re not supposed to be here right now,” she explained to the girl. “Did you just arrive here?”

[hrkarin]

her lucky skate guards were not on her skates. that didn’t make sense, given that she always used them when it came to the competition season as if the simple touch of the custom guards could bring her everything she needs. in a way it could and in a way she doesn’t expect people to judge, knowing how so many of the famous figure skaters carry their own lucky charms.

but the point is, the ones on her blade now were not the ones that she had on earlier. which means that they were either stolen, which would be disastrous in many shapes and forms and quite counter-productive to what she has in mind, or it was forgotten back at the skating rink. a glance at the clock had told her it would not be the best time to head over, but she does anyways, the thought of losing her beloved objects weighing on her mind.

there’s an usual amount of commotion which shuffles around but the girl doesn’t pay much heed, instead focusing on sneaking around all the people in order to enter the backdoor of the stadium, so she can reach her practice room afterwards. walking on her tiptoes, she makes her way into the rink area. now all that was needed would be to head over to the other side. except she doesn’t quite make it when a voice calls out to her.

❝ i know but i- ❞ she spins around, then suddenly comes to realize that the people around the ice are not the people she expects them to be. there’s a professional air that causes her to freeze up and offer a sheepish smile. ❝ yes? i...forgot something here. ❞

[hrkarin]

@hrheiran

Heiran looks curiously at the screen of Karin’s phone, as the other female pulls up a video that she wanted her to watch. Once the video finishes buffering and starts playing, her entire focus is on the video. It was showing a series of clips showing different animals reacting to being startled. She smiles seeing the silly reactions, eventually laughing at how scared a cat was to see a cucumber. “How in the world? These pets are so adorable!”

❝ right? i always end up thinking about how much we don’t deserve them because they’re too pure for us, ❞ karin reaches for her phone again, quickly swapping it over to another video, so they could continue their small animal video watching. ❝ they don’t bother hiding their emotions, and they put up with us especially when we’re out here doing something stupid. ❞

[jesterfields]

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