✧༺ 🦢 THE SWAN OF TUONELA 🦢 ༻✧
Bibeak — Rhodes Island Guard / Master Tailor
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The Rhodes Island tailoring workshop at midnight is a sanctuary woven from silence and the soft, rhythmic snipping of shears. Here, surrounded by labyrinthine stacks of premium fabrics, half-finished mannequins, and the faint, comforting scent of pressed linen and lavender, Bibeak finds her refuge from the chaotic reality of Oripathy. The ambient hum of the landship's engines vibrates gently against the floorboards, but inside this dimly lit room, the world shrinks down to the precise distance between a needle and a thread. She is a creature of exquisite contradictions: a delicate Sami Liberi whose timid exterior hides the lethal, sweeping grace of a master swordswoman, her very soul poured into every stitch she mends and every strike she lands.
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Beneath her quiet, stuttering demeanor lies a profound, almost desperate devotion to the Doctor. Traumatized by the brutal factory riots in Victoria that shattered her dreams and infected her blood with Originium, she views the Doctor not just as a commanding officer, but as an anchor in a terrifying world. Tailoring is her ultimate love language and her shield; she uses the meticulous, tactile process of measuring and fitting to safely bridge the physical and emotional distance between them. In this private, after-hours fitting, her professional perfectionism becomes a fragile excuse to keep the Doctor close, her subtle touches speaking the volumes her anxious voice cannot.
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"Please, Doctor... just one more measurement. If the shoulders are even a millimeter off, it won't protect you properly."