You know the devil's got your number.

I don't work for free, darling. You're welcome to try though - if you're not particularly attached to your fingers. BIO | HC'S | THREADS | ATTRIBUTES

[sheikahinthewood]

Opacary watched with weary eyes as the people of Southern District giggled in the streets, marching arm in arm towards the bright lights of Hyrule Castle in the distance.  How jovial they seemed... a part of her, the girlish insouciance she kept buried so often, delighted in the idea of a masquerade.  I could go, I could wear a mask to hide my face, my eyes... it could be fun.

"Cary, Cary, darling," her mother's voice echoed in the large emptiness of the house.  It was the voice of reason she needed to close the drapes on the happy couples outside.

"Coming, mother," she called, finding the old woman in the sitting room.  She'd dropped her knitting needles and was gesturing towards the bookcase.

"Cary, Cary..." Stooping to her mother's eye level, Opacary tried to assess what was wrong.

"What's wrong, mother?" Opacary asked, searching her mother's eyes for signs of sickness or grief.  It was difficult at times, placing where exactly her mother was lost.

Mother gripped Opacary's hands tightly, stroking the backs of her hands and the lengths of her fingers as if deep in thought.  "You aren't ready," she said quietly, her lips twitching long after the words had been spoken.  "You were going out tonight."

There was a moment of stunned silence before tears sprang to Opacary's eyes.  "No, mother," she said, her voice breaking.  "It's okay, I decided I didn't want to go."

Concern deepened the lines on the elderly woman's face.  "But you haven't done anything nice for yourself in so long, Cary.  You should go out and have fun."

It was hard to tell if her mother was lucid or simply remembering some other time when Opacary had been invited to an event, but she decided to believe it was the former.  She squeezed her mother's hands, tears dripping down her face as she smiled.  "I want to stay here with you, mother," she insisted.

The old woman smiled, leaning forward to wipe the tears from her daughter's face.  Sobbing, laughing, Opacary wrapped her arms around her mother and wept into her shawl.  Her mother stroked her hair as Opacary cried, rocking her gently.  "Oh, my child..." she said softly.

[sheikahinthewood]

Do you consider life outside your kingdom?

Outside the kingdom?  Come now, it's hardly realistic to be so ambitious.

[sheikahinthewood]

What do you fight for?

I don't fight at all, darling.  Merely trying to make a dishonest living. [smiles]

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

Farore looked over at the building that Cary motioned to. It was a brothel, which surprised her a little bit. But it also got the wheels turning in her head. “Well… speaking of putting food on the table, I… just got fired from my job, and I’m looking for work.” Farore decided to put it out there. The Church would likely never think to look for her in such a place.

"No, It’s okay. I think you’re a great person Cary. We all do what we have to to survive after all." Farore smiled at her. "Besides, you’re letting me into my home after we’ve just met, I can’t begin to tell you how grateful I am."

[sheikahinthewood]

Opacary's head swivelled around to face the younger girl at an alarming speed, so quickly that she cracked it.  How unladylike, she chided herself mentally.  Rubbing her neck, she asked, "Are you sure?  Nobody really chooses this life, I hope you realize ... I mean, not to suggest that you are or aren't in a bad situation, but are you sure?"

She managed a weak smile, folding her hands in her lap.  "Surviving yes, but I like to try and make my survival feel as close as it can to living as humanly possible," Opacary admitted.  "You're welcome as long as you need it."

[acomalon-blog]

Send me a ♥ and I will randomly select

fluff drabble between our characters

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[sheikahinthewood]

I wanna make you wetter than the Water Temple.

You won't get far with an empty wallet, dear.

[sheikahinthewood]

One Jump Ahead

One Jump Ahead:  our characters are escaping the law together

“What in the goddesses’ name were you thinking?” Opacary called out to Jasdaë over the noise.  The two women were running through the streets, the vague shouts of the angered townspeople and the local guard behind them.  Jasdaë only laughed in response, pointing to a nearby alleyway.

“Down there,” she hollered, veering right.  Opacary struggled to keep up; dancing kept her fit enough, but Jasdaë was leading her through the streets faster than she’d ever had to run in her life.

“You do realize I’ll never be able to show my face there again?” screamed Opacary, still somewhere between fury and wonder.  Jasdaë had succeeded in beating up one of Opacary’s pushier clients, which had led to an all-out brawl in the middle of the brothel.  Dozens of girls had already been arrested, and Opacary had only narrowly escaped with Jasdaë.

“That was sort of the point,” Jasdaë sighed.  As they ran down the alleyway, they were met with a brick wall.

“Well, isn’t that just fucking fantastic,” Opacary spat.  “We’re trapped.  Great work there, darling.”

Jasdaë rolled her eyes, sighing again.  “Have a little more faith in me, Cary,” she chided gently.  “Quick, this way.”  With startling grace and dexterity, she began to climb up the rough brick walls of the buildings on either side of them.  Opacary reluctantly followed suit, clambering up the wall with far less grace than she cared to admit to herself.

“They’re up there!” a male voice called from down the alley.  Jasdaë pulled herself up over the wall, but Opacary slipped on the last brick.  She felt her feet go painfully numb as she struggled to find a handhold, but it was Jasdaë’s hand on her own that steadied her.

“Come on!” Jasdaë urged her, helping Opacary up over the ledge.  Panting, the two women glanced about.

“Are we safe up here?” breathed Opacary, though she suspected the answer before she heard it.

“Nope,” Jasdaë said, grinning.  “I hope you’re not tuckered out already, old girl - we’ve got a lot of running left to do.”  And with that, she took off.  Smiling in spite of herself, Opacary hurried off after her, leaving the angry voices far behind her.

[askboxmemes]

Drabbles - Disney Style

Leave one of these titles in my ask box, and I will write about the topic stated with them.

The Crystal Chamber - my character discovers an ancient historical site with yours.

A Whole New World - my character goes on a romantic journey/honeymoon with yours.

Beware the Groove - my character gets angry with/wants to kill your character

(I won’t say) I’m in Love - my character falls in love with yours, but is too afraid to admit it.

Aloha Oe - my character has to say goodbye to your character.

Be Prepared - my character plots an evil scheme against your character

Fathoms Below - AU universe where our characters are mermaids

I’ll Make a Man out of You - my character decides to try and shape up yours.

This is Gonna Be Good - my character learns your character is in fact alive after believing they were long dead.

He Lives In You  - my character starts hearing your character’s voice in their head.

Strangers Like Me - my character teaches yours about something new

Married Life - a quick romantic drabble about your character and mine, from the moment they meet, till the day one of them dies.

The Stroke of Midnight - our characters fall in love, but mine is forced to leave suddenly on the day of their meeting.

On My Way - our characters go on a look walk together, trying to reach [destination of your choosing] for [reason of your choosing] 

Magic Mirror - my character gets extremely jealous of yours

One Jump Ahead - our characters are escaping the law together

The Circle of Life  - my character experiences your character’s death

A Star is Born - your character becomes extremely famous, and my character watches their rise to fame from the sidelines.

These Twists and Turns of Fate - your character fulfills a long awaited wish of my character [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]

(You’re the) Devil in Disguise  - my character discovers something terrible about yours [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

"Oh?" Farore began to ask, intrigued by why Cary should have to deal with people like that at her place of work. "Where do you work, if you don’t mind my asking?"

Farore felt that she could sort of empathize with Cary’s mother, though for a very different reason. She could remember anything and everything that she experienced, but it could sometimes be tortuous. “I’m sorry. Though I think it says a lot of your character that you still take care of her.” Farore smiled at her.

[sheikahinthewood]

Smiling brightly, Opacary gestured in the direction of the brothel; if she didn't say it out loud, it didn't feel as awful as it was.  "The pay's crap, but it puts food on the table for my mother."

Her smile faltered a bit, and she looked down to the floor and adjusted her veil.  "Well, what else was I to do, when she took ill?" she asked.  "I couldn't leave her... I have no one else left."

Clearing her throat, she smiled again, her posture correcting itself.  "Dear me, I apologize," said Opacary.  "I didn't mean to dump all of this on you, I only just met you.  I do hope you don't think badly of me for this..."

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

Farore smiled back at Cary. “Thank you for the well wishes at least. And… well let’s just say I do have some ways of defending myself.”

"Oh, well okay. Though I’m sorry that she’s sickly." Farore wish she could do more than give her sentiments, but she had no skill in healing.

[sheikahinthewood]

Opacary smirked.  "A woman can never be too careful," she said simply.  "I have yet to find a day that I haven't needed to use some method of defence against the ingrates who frequent my place of work."

Thoughts of her mother were a tad painful, even in light conversation.  Turning away, Opacary said, "It's fine, really.  She's had a long life, it is to be expected.  It is merely unfortunate that her memory is not always with her."

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

"Well it does have its charms. And if more people are like you than like that shopkeeper than I think I’ll like it just fine." She said, trying to keep positive.

"Well I’m glad I could help you get those eggs then." Farore smiled, at Cary. then her eyes widened at her offer. "Are you sure? If you are, then I’d love to accept. I’m sure it’ll be more comfortable than sleeping out on the street again."

[sheikahinthewood]

Opacary managed a smile.  "That's nice of you to say, pet," she said softly.  "I can't speak for everyone but I hope the people you meet here are not the sort to try and rob you."

"You're more than welcome to stay, just... Mind my mother.  She's not been well.  She's harmless, but you might find yourself humouring her delusions."

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

"Cary, that’s a nice name." Farore said, smiling at her new acquaintance. "So what are you doing in the Southern District, Cary?" she asked innocently. Wondering what brought her to one of the less lawful districts.

"Rupees certainly are hard to come by. In fact, I’m searching for a job right now. But having a lot of difficulty. I don’t know how I’m going to eat." She didn’t mean to guilt the woman she’d just met, but maybe she knew someone who was hiring. It was a small chance, but a chance she had to take.

[sheikahinthewood]

"Regrettably, I live here," admitted Opacary.  "Charming place, as you've likely noticed."  As Faron explained her hardships, Opacary's mouth set into a hard line.

"Welcome to Southern District - if you don't know what you're going to eat, you're among friends," Opacary explained dryly.  After a moment's pause, she continued, "I'm sorry, forgive my bitterness.  A long life spent here will do that to you.  I can offer you a place to spend the night, if it'll help."

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

"Oh it was no trouble, really. I hate people like that, thinking they can cheat someone out of hard-earned money." She frowned a little at herself, her money hadn’t been hard-earned at all. But she was glad she had used it to help someone else. "My name? My name is- Faron!" The name came to her after a brief pause that she hoped the woman didn’t pay too much attention to. "Um, and your name would be?"

[sheikahinthewood]

When the girl introduced herself, Opacary squinted.  The pause was slight, but it was indeed there... but no matter.  "Call me Cary, darling.  Everyone else does," she noted.

Regarding the carton of eggs in her hand, she sighed.  "Unfortunately it seems to be a necessary practice in this town," Opacary explained.  "Taxes are getting higher, rupees are hard to come by.  Nobody's willing to lower prices when they're paying more and more every day."

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

[oracle-farore-blog]

Farore hadn’t eaten in around a day and the hunger was beginning to get to her. The money she had gotten from Rovell had finally run down to her last ten rupees which she was trying to save as best as possible. She had now gotten into the Southern District, avoiding guards whenever she had to and keeping her hair hidden as best as she could.

She found herself in the market, and her mouth started watering automatically. She wandered further in, wondering if perhaps it might be worth stealing something even though it would endanger her even more. 

Farore was looking up and down the market when she suddenly heard an argument happen between a woman and a shopkeeper. She walked closer, curious about was happening, only to hear that the woman was being cheated on the price of some eggs. Deciding that this might as well do a good deed, even if it might end with her not eating for even longer, she walked over to help.

She tapped the woman on the shoulder. “If you only want to spend twenty, I’d be willing to pay the other ten.”

[sheikahinthewood]

Opacary turned to face the strnage voice.  A pretty young woman with startling green eyes was addressing her, offering to pay.  Shame coloured Opacary's cheeks; it hurt her pride to accept money from a stranger, but her mother grew anxious if ever they seemed to be in danger of running out of the damned eggs.  Her mother's peace of mind or her pride?

She chose the former.  "I'd be so grateful," she replied.  "This pathetic excuse for a shopkeeper is atrociously insensitive."  She accepted the ten rupees quietly, bottling up the emotions that threatened to boil over as she reluctantly paid the thirty rupees for the carton of eggs.

As the two walked away from the booth, Opacary addressed the strange girl.  "Thank you," she forced herself to say.  "That was very kind of you.  Might I ask your name?"

[sheikahinthewood]

Recruitment || Opacary & Farore

The daylight was dimmed greatly by the rising exhaust from the factories, giving Southern District an eerie, washed out pallor that only intensified Opacary's dislike for the place.  Squinting behind her veil, she walked the streets with as much grace as she could muster, constantly scanning her surroundings out of the corner of her eye.  She was not easily recognized during the day, wearing modest and drab clothing and unencumbered by the heavy paint she wore on her face at night.  Even so, it was dangerous to live in Southern District - and it was especially dangerous to be a woman.

Approaching the market, she eyed the booth she was looking for; a man was selling cucco eggs, likely Lon Lon's unwanted stock.  The price seemed reasonable today, as she overheard a customer before her paying twenty rupees.  Rummaging through her purse, she grabbed one and approached the vendor.

"A dozen, if you please," she said.

"Thirty rupees," the shopkeeper barked in response.  Opacary narrowed her eyes.

"You charged your previous customer twenty," said Opacary carefully.  Haggling was not a pastime she particularly cared for.

"Previous customer's a regular, thirty rupees."

Opacary sighed deeply.  "I'm here every bloody day, you avaricious tart.  I will pay you no more than twenty, especially not for a batch that is likely half-rotten.  Take it or leave it, but I will not be returning if you insist on such ludicrous prices."

[sheikahinthewood]

Dear me! Such an assortment of talented individuals here in New Hyrule! Your name, my darling?

Ah yes, talent indeed.  A pleasure to meet you, the name's Opacary.

[clockworkocarina]

Opacary, Lady of the Night Image credit: Danon

Age:  27

Bio: Born to a Hylian mother and a Sheikah father, Opacary was raised by her mother to avoid suspicion.  Her eyes give her away as being at least partially Sheikah, but she has managed to get by wearing a veil or protective eyewear in public.  She works as an exotic dancer and escort in Southern District, her unusual eyecolour earning her extra wages as a “forbidden” lover.  While she would like to get out and do something else with her life, she is not particularly motivated to do so; she gets paid well enough, and at the end of the day feeding her and her mother is all that really matters.

Personality: Opacary comes across as being rather standoffish and occasionally cruel, but it’s a front she’s developed after years of warding away unwanted attention in the streets.  Underneath it all she cares deeply for those close to her, particularly her mother.  She can be selfish, but this comes from a life of growing up poor and needing to put her and her mother before anyone else in order to survive.  Further, she’s quite cunning when she needs to be; if Opacary suspects you might have something she wants, she’s all charm and dazzling smiles.